"What the hell is this!"

Baochai agreed to scratch her wounds frantically, and she was covered in a strange itch, all of which had these strange heterochromatic scales, as if to turn her into a beetle, but the itch was followed by a sharp pain like peeling off her skin, and even her heart and lungs were not spared.

After experiencing such pain, no matter how much she cherishes her face and cares about her dignity and decency in front of outsiders, how can she maintain her composure under such torture, after all, she is like a madman, desperately pulling on the verge of death, crying uncontrollably for help.

Qiu Ming's heart was shocked, Rao was him, and he felt that such a scene was too cruel.

He wanted to use his sword to seek a happy relief for Baochai, but was stopped by Nan Chen and said, "Please don't make it difficult for your subordinates." ”

"Your prince wants her to die anyway, how to die, what's the difference? I just want to give her a good time, I can afford this life! ”

Qiu Ming couldn't understand why Nan Chen was so stubborn, but he saw that Nan Chen also stroked the sword at his waist, which was very likely to fight with him because of this.

"She's not going to die that fast." Nan Chen looked coldly, "This thing can't kill people, how long it will hurt, how much it hurts, it all depends on herself." ”

But Nan Chen didn't say it to Qiu Ming, this thing has never been missed, even if there is a case of luck that was not hurt to death, it was so painful that he went crazy and broke the column.

Qiu Ming flicked his sleeves and left the district angrily, but he still didn't worry about Bo Zhaoxu leaving the district alone.

Not to mention whether Bo Zhaoxu has the ability to kill in front of the monarch of Western Xia, it is to make Bo Zhaoxu mess up all his plans, and Qiu Ming is 10,000 unwilling.

But he had wasted too much time trying to understand the so-called "Shen Xing", and by the time he followed the corpse to find Bo Zhaoxu, he had already killed a whole round.

Those Western Xia guards who didn't dare to step forward were in a stalemate with him, not daring to move half a step, and when they saw Qiu Ming, who was unknown, they were even more frightened and fled.

"Fourth prince, don't mess around!"

Qiu Ming didn't know where he got the confidence, and he dared to teach Bo Zhaoxu such a lesson, he stepped forward in a vain attempt to restrain Bo Zhaoxu, but was frightened by Bo Zhaoxu's red eyes.

He stopped in front of Bo Zhaoxu and hinted several times: "Fourth prince, don't forget the plan you made with Ben Hou, forbearance, forbearance at this time, Ben Hou will help you take revenge!" You've lost your weight at this point, what can you do in the future? Fourth Highness, stop it, you and Ben Hou still have a way out! ”

Bo Zhaoxu looked at the blood stained on his hands and snorted.

"There is no way out for this king except her."

The two who were allies at that time were becoming obscure at this time because of the blade that Bo Zhaoxu took the initiative to raise, and Bo Zhaoxu scolded sharply: "Get out of the way." ”

"Ben Hou promised you that I would find an opportunity to save her for you......" Qiu Ming choked up in his words, "At least today, don't mess up your proportions!" That's the emperor of a country, you and I are unprepared, how can we kill him? It's just that the opportunity to do it is ruined, and there is no possibility of turning over! ”

"The liking that Master Hou said is really a bit ridiculous."

Bo Zhaoxu playfully hooked the corners of his lips, as if mocking Qiu Ming, the so-called liking, love, and intention in his mouth could not withstand his "big plan" that Qiu Ming thought would succeed.

What he wants to seize in the autumn is the Jiangshan Sheji, and in the future, there will be thousands of women who make him secretly feel interesting like the night, so that he will not stop.

But he was the only one who was Xiang Yeqi.

The country can be won, contested, and discarded, but it cannot be thrown into the night, and it cannot be abandoned.

Qiu Ming stepped forward again and wanted to stop Bo Zhaoxu out of the tent, he firmly believed that Bo Zhaoxu would not do anything to him, but he still received a palm from Bo Zhaoxu, a solid palm.

The smell of blood suddenly came to his mouth, Qiu Ming wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and even his sword fell to the ground.

"I will persuade you one last time, he is the emperor of Western Xia, not those children who mess with you, you fight with him rashly......"

Qiu Ming coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and slammed his sword on the ground weakly, "You must suffer a loss." ”

He smiled self-deprecatingly, how could Qiu Ming not hear the ridicule in Bo Zhaoxu's words? How can you still think about it, Bo Zhaoxu is almost making it clear that "your little liking is too good to be on the stage, and this king looks down on you."

But Qiu Ming really didn't have much energy to fight with Bo Zhaoxu at this time, so far, he still couldn't recover from that palm, and he still felt a sense of shock.

Qiu Ming simply sat on the spot to recover some physical strength, and reminded Bo Zhaoxu by the way: "The old thing has an old wound on his shoulder, if you specialize in his shoulder injury, you should have a chance to draw with him...... Be careful. ”

Bo Zhaoxu saved his face, Qiu Ming is very measured, if Bo Zhaoxu doesn't keep his hand, Hugh wants to say that he is scratched, even if he is slapped with something on weekdays, it will definitely shatter his internal organs, how can he have a chance to talk to Bo Zhaoxu again and persuade him to stop.

"The little marquis is still too inexperienced, and it's not enough."

Bo Zhaoxu sneered coldly, raised his hand and lifted the curtain that had gradually turned into blood beads: "How about the monarch, what about the emperor?" It's not like this king hasn't been killed. ”

The weather in the moor is changing, and it was a scorching sunny day, but now everything is covered by dark clouds, and the sultry air seems to be paving the way for a rainstorm.

The cold wind burrowed into the camp tent and was unsettling.

The monarch of Western Xia left Bo Zhaoxu with an unsuspecting back, grabbing Xiang Yeqi's neck with one hand and lifting the person in mid-air, while the other hand covered the back of his bloodied head, which seemed to be related to the shattered wine jar on the ground.

He also had a somewhat curved golden hairpin stuck in his right shoulder.

Rao is body shape is different from Xiang Yeqi, Xiang Yeqi still relies on the will to survive, and the Xixia monarch is evenly matched, and the Xixia monarch is extremely angry, so he has the upper hand.

The monarch of Western Xia was blown to his neck by the autumn wind, looked back, and sneered: "Oh? Still alive? It's really like your father, it's annoying. ”

Before he could say a few words, the monarch of Western Xia began to shout for the guards, but unfortunately, after Bo Zhaoxu's clearance, no one could respond to the summons of the monarch of Western Xia at this time.

He was still a little panicked after all.

"Don't come here, the Lone King is not something you can move!"

The monarch of the Western Xia reprimanded loudly, but it seemed that he was emboldening himself, he didn't make too much effort against Xiang Yeqi, but the bitter feeling of not being able to breathe alone was enough to make Xiang Yeqi's face turn white, and his eyes became dark.

Xiang Yeqi's neck, collar, and chin were stained with his blood by the hot and wet hands of the Western Xia monarch, and her face was bloodless.

"Bo Zhaoxu." She tugged at the wrist of the Western Xia monarch, and her breath gradually weakened, "Be careful." ”

Bo Zhaoxu's eyes were even redder, and he stared straight at the cold face of the Western Xia monarch.

Seeing that he was silent, the monarch of Western Xia even tightened Xiang Ye's neck: "If you come, the Lone King will break her neck, anyway, all the Lone King wants is her head." ”

The darker the day.

The monarch of Western Xia crawled out of the pile of bones several times, and since he didn't believe that Bo Zhaoxu could do anything to him, he wanted to wait for an opportunity to leave with peace of mind.

But in an instant, Bo Zhaoxu's arm was cut off.

Xiang Yeqi's breathing almost stopped, and she feared that the arm of the Western Xia monarch would remain on her neck, just like the terrifying smile he had carved into her mind.

But she was still worried.

Bo Zhaoxu's heart trembled, and he actually let go of the opportunity to kill the monarch of Western Xia instantly, jumped forward, and wrapped his arms around Xiang Yeqi's waist to prevent her from falling to the ground.

That should hurt.

Xiang Yeqi could barely detect the foreign body sensation on his neck, only the bloody half-dried blood, and the tips of Bo Zhaoxu's hair hanging down on his neck, and the breath once sprayed to her ears.

Panic, worry, fear, disordered aura, none of which seemed like something she thought she would perceive from Bo Zhaoxu.

"I'm fine." Xiang Yeqi's voice was a little hoarse, she beat her spirits and patted Bo Zhaoxu's back, "I won't die." ”

Bo Zhaoxu was stunned for a moment, and he didn't have time to hide the anger in his eyes in front of Xiang Yeqi.

The belated pain rushed towards the Western Xia monarch, and he almost gritted his teeth before he grabbed the sword that had been placed on the table with his only left hand.

Thinking about it, he still wanted to compete with Bo Zhaoxu.

In order to endure the pain, the monarch of Western Xia bit his boring hair in his mouth, blood and sweat flowed on his forehead, and he glared at Xiang Yeqi and Bo Zhaoxu viciously, panting heavily, and revealing his fierce appearance.

Xiang Yeqi realized that the situation had reversed, and he was no longer a flying insect trapped in the net, and the monarch of Western Xia was the little beast that was about to be tortured and killed by Bo Zhaoxu.

He lost his most proud right arm, which was not enough to pose any threat to Bo Zhaoxu, but he was just a trapped beast struggling in front of him.

Bo Zhaoxu did not fight him, although he could torture him to death by consuming his physical strength, but in the midst of the lightning and fire, Xiang Yeqi was shocked to realize that Bo Zhaoxu's saber had passed through the heart of the Western Xia monarch.

"You shouldn't touch her."

He trampled the Western Xia monarch to the ground, and his voice grew angry.

The monarch of Western Xia spit out a mouthful of blood under Bo Zhaoxu's feet, he covered the wound that was gushing and coughed dryly, and he didn't expect that Bo Zhaoxu actually pulled out the saber again and put it on his neck.

"Let's do it!"

He actually accepted his fate, closed his eyes peacefully, and waited for Bo Zhaoxu to end his life.

Bo Zhaoxu was ruthless and left no room for anything.

The proud monarch of the Western Xia died under the sword of Bo Zhaoxu in this way, and there was a wailing wind outside the tent, like the many souls who died at the hands of the monarch of the Western Xia, here to comfort their grievances that they could not sleep peacefully. Admittedly, it was just an exclamation of astonishment to the night.

The scene in the tent was too shocking, she and Bo Zhaoxu were speechless to each other, but they walked out of the tent together in tacit understanding.

The scenery is just right.

Except for some scenic.

There was a chill on her face, it was the snow that melted on her face, and it was unimaginable that in a place like Xixia that had not had snow for a hundred years, there would be a day when it snowed.