Time suddenly stood still. Zhang Ziming covered his face, the look in his eyes was bright, and the haze began to gradually gather. Ouyang Zhenling stared at the man in front of her angrily with wide eyes.

"Miss, Mr. Ouyang has a good reputation in his life, and in the drought in Suizhou, he scattered all his family wealth and countless people lived. Now that Huaguo is dead, what is wrong with us inheriting the legacy of my husband and trying to revitalize Huaguo? However, Miss, you have joined the enemy, insulting not only the innocence of Mr., but also the shame of our country. Zhang Ziming said slowly, word by word, cutting Ouyang Zhen all over his body.

After he finished speaking, the two men faced each other in silence.

A heavy breath weighed down on the two of them. Ouyang Zhen wanted to laugh out loud.

Innocent? Innocent?!

When she decided to die for her country, the king of a country was kneeling on the ground, bowing to the foreign invaders.

Innocent?!

When she was humiliated and had nowhere to run, who would save her from fire and water.

What does it have to do with her when she's dead?! Could it be that the pain of losing the country will have to pay for them with a group of ignorant harem women?

The parched eyes could no longer shed a single tear.

What's wrong with her?! She wanted to ask Cang Tian what she had done wrong?!

Zhang Ziming looked at the woman in front of him with a hint of coldness and pity. Her angry and aggrieved eyes were nailed into his heart like nails, and his heart hurt. He wanted her to deny all the facts herself.

Ouyang Zhen stubbornly forced the tears in his eyes back. She opened her mouth to speak, when suddenly a horse came running in the distance, and the man on the horse called out loudly, "Madame! ”

Ouyang Zhen was shocked and looked at the comer.

It's Su Yanqing! It's him!

Suddenly, all the anger and grievances dissipated without a trace. Her eyes lit up suddenly: "General Su." So saying, he hurried forward.

Zhang Ziming was stunned for a moment, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, he drew the long sword behind him with a brush, and rushed forward on tiptoe.

Su Yanqing's mount is the "Cloud Chasing Horse" of Chu State, with slender limbs and a tall body, and he is the best at instant running. He shouted angrily, and the "Cloud Chaser" under him jumped forward suddenly. Zhang Ziming's sword was close to his leg, Su Yanqing was good at riding, and in the rapid gallop of the horse, he turned sideways, like a spirit monkey, and turned to the other side.

At this time, Ouyang Zhen also came closer, and Su Yanqing's uninjured long arm stretched out, and he picked up Ouyang Zhen by the waist.

Zhang Ziming failed to strike a blow, and when he turned back, he saw that Ouyang Zhen was already sitting upright on the horse, so he shouted angrily and raised his sword again.

Su Yanqing smiled coldly, the long sword in his hand flew, the sword light flashed, and he pulled out one after another extremely powerful sword flowers. Zhang Ziming was on the ground, Su Yanqing was on the horse, and he added ten percent of his strength to each blow.

The sword in Su Yanqing's hand has been tempered for thousands of years, and it is a rare famous sword. Zhang Ziming gradually struggled, and the long sword in his hand was also cut into several gaps.

Ouyang Zhen snuggled in Su Yanqing's arms, his panicked heart gradually settled down, and there was a sword in his ears, but he was safe and worry-free in his arms.

His body was mixed with blood and a man's breath, and rushed into her nose. Like a strange and strong barrier, it enveloped her firmly.

Zhang Ziming's eyes were red, and he shouted as he chopped: "Miss Ouyang, you really want to follow the Chu thief...... You...... You...... Aren't you afraid that Mr. Ouyang will die under Jiuquan? Ah......" In the end, Su Yanqing's long sword slashed hard, the long sword in Zhang Ziming's hand slammed, and the blood flowed from the tiger's mouth on the sword's hand, and a long sword was suddenly broken into two parts.

Before he came back to his senses, Su Yanqing's long sword was already on his neck. The long sword was shining coldly, and Su Yanqing's face was scorching, and a pair of handsome eyes stared at him coldly with murderous intent.

Sweat flowed down the cheeks of the two like a stream, Zhang Ziming was full of anger and was about to burst out, and a pair of big bright eyes stared directly at the two on the horse.