Chu Ying stretched his halberd horizontally, and the pale blue storm attacked towards Chu Xianzhao, with Chu Xuanzhao's current state, it was undoubtedly looking for death to resist the storm, but the luck on his body seemed to not listen to his words, and he couldn't condense and form like his brother and father, and it was like a reed that wrapped around him softly.

He held the sword box in front of him, a powerful thought appeared in his mind, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that his brother would hurt himself, he straightened up at the storm, and looked straight into his brother's eyes, but there was no emotion in his pupils, it was as cold as ice, and the sword turned into red luck shot towards the storm, after a burst of luck explosion, the horses under the crotch of the Wind Eagle Iron Rider were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and Meng Yu ordered his subordinates to ride their horses and push them to the rear, not to advance half a step.

On the battlefield, the strongest cavalry of the Wind Eagle Iron Cavalry swept in all directions, but in the face of the strong impact of this extreme individual, even they could only avoid it, and a figure crashed straight into the direction of Chu Yingyang, stumbling, it was the figure of Emperor Yin!

He lifted his eldest son up and threw him into the rubble, his lips trembling, and he yelled, "Bastard......! He's your brother, how dare you?"

Chu Ying's eyes widened, his eyes were red and he looked at his father, he felt that the breath in his body was surging, like a wounded beast, about to erupt from every pore of his body, tearing his chest, at that moment, the breath suddenly came out of his body, forming a storm uncontrollably and attacking in the direction of his younger brother, and the breath in his body was afraid!

He suddenly collapsed, lying in the ruins looking at the gradually whitening sky, Chu Xun pounced on him, looked at his brother's extremely pale face, and began to cry.

Emperor Yinhuang has never been so embarrassed since his supremacy, the robe on his body is covered with dust, and the sword Tianqi is constantly loose around his waist, Guo Yu looked at his figure and sighed heavily.

Su Nianyu looked at this dramatic scene, smiled lowly, smiled and laughed with tears on her face, she is really an ominous woman, no matter where she goes, she will always kill people and die, she looked at the boy's back with all her might, like a lonely little tree, he held the blood-stained sword box, standing alone in front of him, like an eternal sculpture. She felt the cold in herself, her father and mother died, the old servant died, and the little hidden son also died, and soon it was her turn, as if it was the end of a vicious circle.

She gritted her nails and looked at them, she thought that in the emperor's family, everyone's feelings were as cold as ice cubes, the father killed the son, the son killed the father, and it was like fate that she couldn't get out. It turned out that the so-called Emperor Yin, who was above 10,000 people, was just an ordinary poor father, and the arrogant princess was holding her brother's body, and her voice was about to cry hoarsely.

In the blink of an eye, twenty years passed, and only blood and tears were recalled.

When she first became a prostitute, there was a kotohime who was jealous of her talent and always thought about how to bully her, and once when she was carrying a teapot to a guest, she secretly stretched out her foot and tripped her, and the hot tea was poured on the guest, and the skin on the guest's thigh was scalded, and the bustard was furious and whipped her with a bamboo stick all night.

After that, she thought about how to get revenge on her, and finally once let her find an opportunity, that Qin Ji fell in love with a guest, accidentally conceived his child, the guest was just an ordinary coachman, how could he have the money to redeem her, that Qin Ji couldn't bear to be beaten out of the child, so he planned to elope with the coachman. When she found out, she told the bustard, who was angry and asked the brute in the brothel to arrest the coachman and pay twenty taels of silver, but the coachman couldn't come up with the money, so he asked the brute to break his leg and drive him out of the brothel as a beggar.

After Na Qinji found out, she cried for two days and two nights all day, and cried the child in her womb that had not yet taken shape, and then hanged herself in the house with three zhang red silk, and at that time Su Nianyu tasted the pleasure of revenge for the first time. Now all I could think of was the shattered image, the coachman had broken his legs and crawled out of the door of the brothel with his hands, blood between his teeth, the afterglow of the morning sun shining on Nakohime's corpse, his bare thighs like dehydrated dead flesh.

As if she understood something, she took out the matching sword that Xiao Zhao had given her from her arms.

Thousands of men and horses retreated behind him, in this extremely terrible situation, the sun gradually rose from the east, and the morning sun rushed to Lin'an City like a tide, plating a layer of gold on the armor of the soldiers, the blood on Chu Xianzhao's body suddenly became cold, and he was so tired that he seemed to fall asleep at any time as soon as he closed his eyes, he picked up the sword box, ready to draw the sword from it.

At this time, there was the sound of the sword rubbing against the scabbard behind her, it was the dragon bird sword out of the sheath, in that ten thousand feet of glow, the wind eagle iron riders watched the beautiful woman wielding the long sword, the morning light hit the long sword and illuminated her as gorgeous as a rose, her sword swinging movement was very light, her lips were blood-red like roses, her face was like a peach blossom, the moment the long sword touched the neck was so slow, like a dance, like a tree of cherry blossoms falling from the branches.

In ancient times, there was the overlord of Western Chu who killed himself by the Wujiang River, and now there is a rose beauty jade broken Lin'an City, only a regret in the world.

The long sword suddenly stopped at the neck, a wisp of red blood fell into the placket along the snow-white long neck, Su Nianyu slowly opened her eyes, the long sword was grabbed by the boy, the moment the sword box fell to the ground, the long sword spilled to the ground, the boy looked at her face deadly, let the blood on his fingers splash, he let out a painful and helpless roar.

"No...... Don't! No! Sister Yu! Don't ......" He clenched tightly, the sharp sword cut through the iron mesh gloves on his hand, embedded in the flesh, if he used force, his ten fingers would break, and he would be a waste man for the rest of his life. Doesn't he hurt? Holding on so desperately, as if he was afraid that he would disappear if he let go.

Chu Xianzhao suddenly knelt down in front of her, coughed violently, her stubborn gaze gradually faded, and the sadness in her eyes completely shattered her heart.

She let go of the sword with a cry, the long sword fell to the ground, she hugged his neck tightly, the cry gradually became louder, sad and miserable, Chu instantly summoned the pillow in her arms, showing a relieved smile, the next second he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground, behind him stood a man in iron armor and heavy armor, his eyes were as strong as a lion.

He put down his palm and looked at Emperor Yin, Emperor Yinhuang nodded, and said with a blue face: "Bring them back to me, today's matter, that's it, I hope that all the soldiers will forget all the things they saw today, if anyone dares to spread a word, track it down, and kill it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Several iron horsemen turned over and dismounted, holding Su Nianyu, who was crying incessantly, Guo Yu turned over and dismounted and ran to Chu Xianzhao's side, gently held his hand, took out a medicine bottle from his waist and sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound, when he met the boy's gaze, there was only an unusual persistence in those extremely purple eyes.

"Little Zhaozi, go to sleep, just go to sleep. He put his palm on the door of his head and stroked it gently, a cool breath escaped into his brain, he gradually closed his eyes, and fell asleep against Guo Yu's body.

Emperor Yin walked up to him and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work, leave the rest to me, and I will inform you when he wakes up...... That's the end of it. ”

"Let the people in the palace come and clean up the corpses here before sunrise, so as not to cause the people to panic. He lifted the sword box on the ground and sighed heavily.

After speaking, he took the boy in Guo Yu's arms, whistled lightly, and the sound of white horses' hooves came to him lightly, he put the boy on the white horse, for fear of alarming the sleeping child, Chu Ying stood up with Chu Xun's support, and walked to Emperor Yin's side: "Father, ...... Emperor"

"Needless to say...... I get the ...... I don't blame you. Emperor Yin paused and said, only then did Chu Yingyang realize that even Su Weiyin had followed, and he had been hiding behind the great priest when he was fighting just now, so that no one noticed him, he looked at the charred corpses everywhere, and his eyes were a little empty.

Emperor Yin noticed his gaze, patted him on the shoulder and said, "You did a good job...... I thank you very much. ”

"This is the duty of a courtier. He still looked at the corpses of the westbound people and said softly.

Emperor Yin followed his gaze, was silent for a while, led the white horse and walked behind the team, and dropped a headless sentence: "Memory is a sharp sword, don't let it stab you......"

"Su Weiyin!" Chu Yingyang shouted at him, he immediately dismounted, knelt down on one knee and said, "What does Your Highness command?"

"Nothing, give me your horse, and then you can get out. His voice was indifferent.

Su Weiyin's face remained unchanged and retreated to the side, watching him hold Her Royal Highness the princess on the black horse, without looking at him, turning over on the horse and walking away.

After a long time, after Chu Yingyang disappeared from his line of sight, and after Yinguo Tieqi disappeared from his line of sight, he was stunned for a moment, looked down at his palm, which was dripping with blood, and his fingernail marks were in his palm, he slowly clenched his fist and dripped blood on those corpses, like a blooming rose.

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