Chapter 122: The Variables of Xiangcheng (I)

Chapter 122: The Change of Xiangcheng (I)

The figure of Gong Zhimo disappeared at the end of the corridor, and the weakness and exhaustion between the purple smoke eyebrows faded little by little, replaced by the calm like a sea of confidence brought by Zhizhu in his hand. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is the goddess Ziyan who is only eight buckets high, rich in learning, knowledgeable and modern, and has no last resort. It was as if the woman who was tired and weak had never existed.

In fact, a woman like me who has exhausted all her calculations, all the fears and fears are really deserved! Such unscrupulous means, knowing that the public loses and stops Mo with a sincere mistake, but he does not explain it at all, but allows or even gradually guides him deeper and deeper, unable to extricate himself, crazy for me, crazy for me, and crazy for me, for me at all costs. Just so that he can continue to be of use to me, regardless of the dangers and injuries he may suffer. Purple Smoke thought self-deprecatingly.

That's right, Ziyan had long known that Gongyi Zhimo was infatuated with her, so she didn't hesitate to ask him for help in the first place. At that time, she didn't say goodbye, although the act of protecting the public loser would not be leaked, but the more important reason was that she had just been emotionally traumatized, and she didn't believe in the public loss at all. And...... What you can't get is the best, isn't it?

And today, Gong Zhimo found her who couldn't be found, and of course she was deceived with anger. But she still took advantage of his infatuation, with full of calculations, and solved his original anger with a weak bitter trick. Not only calmed his anger, but also aroused the distress and pity in his heart, for the sake of her strength and freedom, so that he would be further willingly used by her. This is an upright conspiracy, but with impure calculations.

Oh, a woman like her who has exhausted her calculations is struggling step by step, and I am afraid it is also her retribution.

However, even if it is retribution, Ziyan does not regret it.

If she is a weak female streamer who can only rely on men, a little clever but does not have great wisdom that can make men rely on her arms, then she can only be reduced to the playthings of the back house to compete for favor, her body is like a reed, her life is like duckweed, she can only rely on others to survive, and she can't help herself. Where is the freedom and chic to control one's own destiny now? Where can I let Xiang Yu never forget and dig out his heart and lungs?

There is a saying in the previous life, men (women) who work hard are the most attractive, and in the same way, confident women are the most beautiful, and women who are free and unfettered are also the most unforgettable, reluctant, and unable to let go, becoming a palace sand that will never fade in their hearts, a red rose with blood beads.

Even if the mechanism is exhausted, even if it is a catastrophe, Ziyan will admit it! If it's free, you can throw both!

The scattered gaze condensed, the weakness faded slightly, and the firm eyes revealed a sharp edge, which was the misty purple smoke that floated freely between the heavens and the earth and no one could grasp it, and it was the palace sand that would not fade in his heart.

In fact, she should thank Xiang Yu, if it weren't for his injury that cut off Ziyan's back road, and his domineering forced her into a dilemma, then where would she break the cauldron and fight against the water, and now break the cocoon into a butterfly and fly freely?

Where is the man who made her break out of her cocoon into a butterfly and make her love and hate dilemma now? What are you doing?

This is a small ancient city, the city wall is only five or six meters, and two or three young and strong arhats can climb up. But at this time, there was no peace, but there was smoke everywhere, and the sound of killing shook the sky. Blood and stumps flew in the light of the sword, and fire burned loudly on the remains of the siege machine, devouring the blood-strewn limbs, emitting a stench of smoke. However, the wreckage all over the ground did not even the kindest people on a daily basis have the heart to take a second look, and the soldiers who had faded to the simplicity of the soldiers stepped on the bloody corpses or the wounded and climbed the city walls, and no one cared whether it was a handful of blood-soaked loess or a living person under their feet. They just pounded at the gates, like waves crashing against a reef, splashing a blood-colored spray - each other's, or their own. Even if it is just a small battle of small scale, the total number of people on both sides is not more than 10,000, but it is also a real human prison, where human nature is fundamentally annihilated, everyone is red-eyed, slaughtering the lives of the same kind or waiting to be slaughtered by the same kind, everyone turns into a demon crawling out of hell.

"General, Xiangcheng can't be defended, stubborn, our casualties are not light, if it goes on like this, it's not good!" On a low dirt slope outside the city, an unusually tall figure rode on horseback, and its rigid facial features were stained with the wind and frost and anger of the battlefield, which made people daunting. At this time, it was a face in front of him that was somewhat similar to him, not as tall and domineering as him, but different handsome and masculine.

"Where are there so many defenders in Xiangcheng? Now that they are dead, I am afraid that there are 5,000, and you tell me that the defenders of Xiangcheng are only 4,000, so what is on the city now? Is it a ghost? Xiang Yu's cold eyebrows and eyes were beating with angry flames, flashing with the light of killing.

"The people of the whole city are helping them to defend the city, and the young and strong people in the city have taken turns, and there are more than 10,000." Xiang Zhuang's head was lower, and now Xiang Yu made him afraid even if he grew up together.

"Damn it! Since they are looking for death, then I will fulfill it......" The murderous aura in his heart was about to erupt, overwhelming, and when he wanted to swallow everything, a faint but beautiful voice flashed, and it was faint in time, but his anger did not explode again.

"The people in the troubled times are the most pitiful, and they can't help themselves."

"Brother Xiang, when you go to the battlefield in the future, don't hurt the people at will, okay?"

"Those who win the hearts of the people win the world, I want to see the day when you reign in the world, so you have to win the hearts of the people."

Yu Er...... Thinking of the stunning man who had no news, his murderous aura was dissolved little by little. She said she doesn't like to kill. She said that the people are the most pitiful, don't hurt them at will. She said......

From the time she left the meeting to the present, every step has been in accordance with the plan she left before leaving, invincible, and unbelievably smooth, but as long as she leaves her plan, the resistance will increase thousands of times, and following her words has become their tacit understanding and even instinct. The voice Xiang family will be so crazy to find her, they believe that with her, they can expect great things!

He wants to kill all the people who don't know what to do, but will she be among them? If he slaughtered the city according to his heart, would he hurt her? Even, she will turn into a pale corpse in those stumps? It's like...... That morning.

No, he couldn't accept that brutal scene again!

With a move in his mind, the general's intuition made him find the clue, and his cold eyebrows wrinkled into sharp lines: "You said that the guards here are angry and resentful, and the people's grievances are boiling, why would the people help him defend the city?" Are you a fool for me? ”

"This ......" Xiang Zhuang's ability does not lie in the collection and analysis of intelligence, and it is already difficult to do this. At this time of the battle, there was no way to know the news of the city, and he could not answer for a while.