"Come on! Sons, arrest our unworthy enemy, and cut off his flesh piece by piece, to sacrifice the souls of the people who died in vain. ”

Hu Luzang raised his arms and exhaled, and the shouts of Beidi boys sounded around him, resounding in the sky, if he was that timid, he was afraid that he would be afraid to be afraid just by listening to this cry.

Biyan Chong didn't seem to be in pain, smiling to himself, looking at Hu Luzang's gaze, but it seemed to have a different kind of deep meaning, with the leisure of watching a play on a high stage.

But why should he be at ease? What's more, there is still the leisure of watching a play on a high stage?

Hu Luzang's heart was filled with anger and rushed straight to his head, he waved his hand and said, "What are you still doing in a daze, take it for Ben Khan." ”

"Yes." His personal guards all agreed, and they brandished their scimitars and attacked Yan Chong.

Yan Chong is the old god, he has not drawn his sword yet, and he even carries one hand behind him, and his face seems to be smiling.

Seeing that Hu Luzang was very depressed in his heart, he was about to take the scimitar and go on his own, and the great change was suddenly born at this time.

The sound of "stabbing" was very abrupt, but it could be heard in Hu Luzang's ears, but it was extremely clear.

Everything in front of me seemed to become silent and slow in an instant.

He looked at the tip of the knife on his chest a little stunned, and the red blood slowly flowed down the blade to the tip of the knife, converging into a drop, and finally fell, submerging into the mud under his feet, with a clear "tick".

This was obviously a very slight sound, but it seemed to have great power, and in an instant, everything in front of him was awakened.

"Great Khan!"

Someone shouted in his ears, and the Beidi men who had already rushed out had red eyes, and rushed back brandishing their scimitars, screaming that they were about to cut the scimitars at the woman behind Hu Lu.

But it was stopped by Hu Luzang raising his hand.

Hu Luzang turned around with some difficulty, looked at the woman with a calm expression behind him, couldn't believe it, but had to believe it, so he had to ask in a dumb voice, "Why?" ”

Mrs. Fan slowly raised her eyes and looked back at him. She has a pair of very beautiful eyes, the corners of which are slightly raised, with a natural charm, and when she occasionally smiles, she is as dazzling and brilliant as a desert rose on the desert.

At this time, those eyes were like ice and snow, and there was no trace of fluctuation, and the hand was still firmly held on the hilt of the sword.

It was a hidden blade, small and exquisite, without half a point of superfluous decoration, her hand was still the same white and soft, but it turned out that she could also hold a sharp blade.

And this sharp blade penetrated his chest.

She didn't answer.

But he couldn't wait any longer, he didn't have time. With a gasp, he asked again, "Why?" ”

"Since I came to you, every day, I have been waiting for this moment."

She finally spoke, her voice like ice and snow, with a chill to the bone.

Hu Luzang looked at her, a little puzzled, but as if he understood, only a pair of eyes, but with a little dazed and helpless.

"I am from Daliang, my real surname is Fan, Chickweed, but before I appeared by you, Gongzi gave me the name. Life is like a mustard, born everywhere, although weak, but tenacious. My father is the general of Pingyang City, do you remember Pingyang City? Fourteen years ago, the first time you took command of the battle, you captured the city of Pingyang, and 13,000 soldiers and civilians in the city were slaughtered by your order, without exception. ”

"I am a survivor who escaped by my mother hiding in the wall, but I saw your atrocities with my own eyes. My aunt and cousin, dragged down by your soldiers to do that brute thing, my mother could not bear the humiliation, and hit her head on the pillar, her skull was broken in half, and her brain flowed out, red and white, and dripping to the ground, but she still looked in the direction of the wall, and said to me silently, 'Alive', and my cousin, who was not yet a year old, was picked in the air by your soldiers with a sharp spear, until she could no longer cry a little more......

"I worked so hard that I almost bit off the flesh in my palm, so I didn't cry, but those pictures are something I dare not forget and can't forget. Now, please Great Khan you come and tell me that I ...... Why? ”

Mrs. Fan, oh no! It should be that when Chickweed said these words, although he was calm, his eyes were red inch by inch, like the color of blood, and he was staring at Hu Luzang's face.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the deep hatred in those eyes was undisguised, and Hu Luzang shrunk his lips, and suddenly, it seemed that he didn't need to ask anything.

There was light in his eyes, but it quickly perished.

"One city, 13,000 lives, paved your splendid future, Hu Luzang, under your throne, is the white bones of the people of my Pingyang City, the flesh and blood of my relatives."

"And now, the Great Khan...... Don't you feel wronged, do you? ”

Chickweed asked gently.

Hu Luzang looked at the girl in front of him, his mind was already a little blurred, Pingyang City ...... Oh! Yes, it was fourteen years ago, no wonder, no wonder he couldn't remember it clearly.

He vaguely remembered that he had entered the city, but in three days, he had almost slaughtered all the people in the city, until reinforcements from the Great Liang came and drove them out.

Reinforcements...... Yes, he still remembered the military flag, the Xuanzi on the bottom of the river, and the big word "Yan......

Suddenly, he turned his head in surprise and looked at Yan Chong.

Although he didn't say anything, Yan Chong seemed to have understood, hooked his lips and smiled, "Lord Di! It's really strange that you are a girl from the Di tribe, but you like my Daliang. I also later learned that in the court of your Di family, there is a picture scroll of the former dynasty, which is a picture of a beauty, and the painting is the first beauty of the previous dynasty. It's a pity that the beauty in the painting has long been a pile of bones, but doesn't the Great Khan like it? Then I'll send you one. ”

"Although the chickweed is not particularly similar, she is smart, she is very good at handling, so, the shape is not similar, but it is like a god. It's just that I didn't expect that you have been tepid with her all these years, which made me think that this was a waste of chess. Moreover, you are so careful that even if the chickweed can get close to you, there is no way to do anything to you. I had no choice but to come here in person, with me as bait, you really relaxed your vigilance against chickweed, and this can be done in one fell swoop...... It's just that, Hu Luzang, I didn't expect that I underestimated you after all......"

Speaking of this, Yan Chong said with a look on his face, "Hu Luzang, you are really amazing, you are still tempted and can control yourself, you are really a generation of heroes." As an opponent, I still admire you. ”

If it weren't for Hu Luzang's affection for Chickweed, he might not be able to do it in today's game.

Hu Luzang's eyes were already confused, and listening to Yan Chong's words, his expression was already in a trance, "All this, if it is really your layout, but how is it possible?" Nine years ago...... Nine years ago, oh! No! Chickweed entered the royal court nine years ago, but Ben Khan knew her two years ago, it was eleven years ago, eleven years ago......" He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yan Chong, "At that time, how old were you?" ”