The post house ten miles away from Tianji City should have been desolate and inhabited, but for some reason, it was a song and dance overnight.

On the second floor of the post house, the sound of men and women laughing was heard from time to time, which made Gong Chuyue, who was sitting downstairs, feel bored.

Her good-looking eyebrows frowned, she sat downstairs for almost half a day, but Mu Zhen upstairs didn't have the slightest intention to see her, saying that she was sick and couldn't travel long distances and needed to rest, but her ears were not deaf, what was the love between men and women coming upstairs?

I originally thought that Mu Jinghong in the capital was already a merry bastard enough, but I didn't expect that sentence to really come true, it's not that the family doesn't enter the door, the younger brother is not good, and sure enough, this brother is not much better!

Gong Chuyue really doesn't have the temperament to wait any longer, and if she waits any longer, I'm afraid that even if she goes to Tianji City, she can only collect Ye Zhengbai's body.

She got up and was about to walk upstairs with her legs, but the adjutant guarding the staircase stretched out his hand to stop her: "Miss Gong, the prince needs to rest now, please wait a little longer." ”

Gong Chuyue sneered twice, pointed to the beautiful voice upstairs and said, "Rest? Your ears are not deaf, your prince is obviously drunk and dreaming of death with a few singers upstairs, saying that he is physically and mentally exhausted, who are you liing? ! ”

The deputy general knew that he was unreasonable, so he could only lower the corners of his eyes, but he still stopped in the middle to prevent Gong Chuyue from taking a step forward: "Miss Gong, you really can't go up, the prince ordered ......"

Suddenly, a sword came out of the sheath, and before the words on the adjutant general's lips were finished, the cold light was already on his neck, Gong Chuyue narrowed her eyes tightly, and said sharply: "If you still want to live, don't stand in my way, otherwise, I will be a Buddha and a god will kill God." ”

The adjutant suddenly raised his hands and obediently moved his body to the side, Gong Chuyue glared at him, and then went up the stairs as light as a swallow, and found the room where Mu Zhen was looking for fun, and she kicked the closed door open.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the disheveled singer hurriedly tightened her clothes, screaming and hiding behind Mu Zhen.

Mu Zhen sat in the middle, his chest was half exposed at the moment, his face was slightly drunk, and there was no slightest wave in his eyes, he raised his eyes to look at Gong Chuyue, who was full of anger, and said, "Miss Gong, do you know that it is very rude to break into other people's rooms?" ”

Gong Chuyue looked coldly at the singer who was full of horror, and the room was full of lust, which made her not disgusted: "Fourth prince, I see that your complexion is quite good, and sure enough, a day of rest is quite effective, since your body is not in serious trouble, then you might as well leave for Tianji City now, right?" ”

"Hey" Mu Zhen staggered up from the singer, and pressed Gong Chuyue's shoulder, the smell of wine he exuded made Gong Chuyue feel nauseous.

"Miss Gong, don't be in such a hurry to leave, sit down and have a drink with me, how about it?"

Gong Chuyue's cold eyes turned slightly, and she stretched out her hand and suddenly knocked off the wine cup in Mu Zhen's hand, and said indifferently: "Drinking and making mistakes, the fourth prince also asks you to respect yourself." ”

The wine cup smashed on the ground, and Mu Zhen was not angry or annoyed, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became even thicker: "Miss Gong, what was good about Jicheng that day?" I remember, that Situ Qianchen is your sworn enemy, you should wish that his brother died in the hands of the Jingyuan Sect, now, how can you be in such a hurry? ”

Gong Chuyue took a step back, a little away from Mu Zhen before saying, "Tianji City is the city of Tianyuan Kingdom, as a prince, how can you see a cult occupy the land of our dynasty again for the sake of personal grudges?" ”

After Gong Chuyue said this, Mu Zhen suddenly laughed uncontrollably: "Gong Chuyue, this is the most high-sounding reason I have ever heard!" When you go to Tianji City, you must have other selfish motives, right?! ”

Mu Zhen drank too much, and even stood a little unsteady, Gong Chuyue didn't have time to waste time with the drunk, her tone was surprisingly cold: "Mu Zhen, we Mingren don't say dark words, do you just want to wait here for the spies to send you the news that Tianji City was captured by the Jingyuan Sect, and then you take advantage of the Jingyuan Sect's unpreparedness to lead troops to attack the city, so that you can kill two birds with one stone?" ”

Mu Zhen's scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, he smiled evilly, and only lowered his voice for a long time before he lowered his voice and replied: "It is worthy of being the daughter of the general of Fengguofu, and she is really talented, you are right, I just want to step on Situ Qiannan's corpse and recapture Tianji City, so as to make meritorious contributions in front of my father." ”

He was cheerful and didn't hide anything.

In that case, there was no need for her to spend any more time with him.

Gong Chuyue's strength in holding the sword silently increased by three points, her gaze was like an arrow, and it was terrifying: "Mu Zhen, the Tao is not the same, my Gong Chuyue doesn't rely on you, I can also go to Tianji City, but I tell you, as long as I am here, your conspiracy will not succeed." ”

With that, she turned and walked away.

Mu Zhen stood in place, and the contempt at the corner of her mouth did not dissipate for a long time: "A female streamer, what kind of movement can be made, it's just an egg hitting a stone, and Tianji City has added a touch of revenant." ”

He turned around and continued to have fun with the singers, drunk and sleeping in the arms of the beauties.

The last attack launched by the Pure Yuan Sect was in the middle of the night, and thousands of disciples besieged the Situ army, which consisted of only a few hundred people.

This is destined to be a head-to-head confrontation with death.

Killing, brutality.

The blood of the sword slashed recklessly stained the quiet eastern sky red, and the firelight was like a sharp lightning, tearing the sky open with a sad opening.

Countless souls of the dead on the battlefield are wailing and wailing, and the living continue to fight against the cult with the long-cherished wish of their dead brothers.

Soon, a few hundred people were left with only a few dozen people.

Ye Zhengbai's white-washed robe was already stained with blood at the moment, and he waved the Qinggan sword in his hand, struggling to protect Situ Qiannan, who was already physically exhausted.

His eyes are like a wolf, since he came down from Lingqing Mountain, he promised his senior brother Lingsu that he would never hurt people's lives with the Qinggan sword in his hand until he had to, but now he has died under his sword, and there are so many that he can't count.

promised, he promised Situ Qianchen that no matter what, he would take Situ Qiannan back.

But when the last Situ army fell on the battlefield, and only hundreds of thousands of disciples were killed, only he and Situ Qiannan were the only ones in Nuoda Tianji City.

Fight to the death.

Ye Zhengbai clenched the Qinggan sword in his hand, the cracks on the sword body deepened, and even Ye Zhengbai didn't know how long it could follow him.

Hundreds of disciples surrounded them with weapons, Situ Qiannan's hand holding the hilt of the sword was already shaking uncontrollably, his face was pale, his body was cold, the sight in front of him had begun to overlap, and even the heavens and the earth began to turn black and darken, but behind him was Ye Zhengbai, he could only stand up, he didn't want to let Ye Zhengbai suffer a little hurt because of himself.

"The entire Situ army has been destroyed, what are you still doing with it? Hurry up and surrender, maybe our sect leader will be kind and spare your lives!" ”

"General Zhaoyong, you are brave all your life, do you really want to die here? Our sect leader values you and wants to take you as your right-hand man, why don't you think about it? ”

"Those who know the times are Junjie, surrender to our Jingyuan Sect, and my sect will not treat you badly!"

Situ Qiannan sneered and said sharply: "After my Situ family is a famous family, he has always only been loyal to Emperor Tianyuan, and it is simply a fool's dream to want my Situ Qiannan to surrender!" ”

"General Zhaoyong said well, don't worry, on the Huangquan Road, our brothers are companions, and the second brother will definitely lead thousands of troops and horses to avenge us in the future!"

The leading disciples looked at each other, since they were so ignorant of elevation, they could only get rid of it quickly.

Hundreds of disciples surrounded them together, and in an instant, there was a shout of killing, and blood splashed everywhere!

Gong Chuyue waved the whip in her hand vigorously, the wind in her ears was whistling, her heart was flustered, she had never felt like this, damn it, there was Tianji City in front of this mountain forest, but how could this mountain forest be like a bottomless pit, how could she not run out?!

Ye Zhengbai, before I arrive, you must hold on! Don't die, did you hear that?

Gong Chuyue tightened the reins and rode away.

The halberd suddenly pierced through the heavy black armor, a mouthful of blood suddenly spit out, Situ Qiannan's body staggered two steps, the helmet had already landed, and the three thousand ink hair scattered with the wind, dyed with a touch of the hero's last pathos and loneliness.

Ye Zhengbai repelled the disciples in front of him, rushed to Situ Qiannan's side desperately, and exclaimed: "Qiannan! ”

Situ Qiannan fell in a pool of blood, the halberd plunged straight into his chest, and the hot blood splashed cold light, piercing Ye Zhengbai's eyes even more.

"Chinan, Chinan!"

Situ Qiannan frowned, his lips trembled slightly, he looked at the panicked Ye Zhengbai, he wanted to say something, but his throat couldn't make any sound, the world gradually darkened for some reason, Ye Zhengbai's eager call gradually faded away, the world in front of him suddenly turned gray, and he knew that his end was approaching......

Smoke rose from the cooking, and a line of geese flew away lonely.

Qianchen, you can finally unload the burden of so many years......

Situ family, I'll leave it to you.

"Chinan!" A sorrowful voice suddenly resounded through the world, Gong Chuyue's eyes widened, she heard, clearly heard this heart-rending shout, it was Ye Zhengbai's voice!

He's alive!

When Gong Chuyue ran out of the forest quickly, there was a sudden openness in front of her, but everything that appeared in front of her made her can't help but clench her slightly open mouth.

The corpses were lying in a pool of blood.

There are not hundreds, but thousands, there are Situ Jun and Jingyuan Sect disciples, Gong Chuyue turned over and dismounted, and looked up at the bloody man standing in the middle of the corpse with a stunned face......

3,000 Situ troops, 5,000 Pure Yuan Sect disciples.

Three days and three nights of fighting.

In the end, he was the only one who survived......