Chapter 354 [Ancient] The prince is so delicate 60

She held the blood book high to the sky.

Qiao An took this task, not only because this plane was closer to Lu Jingjie's plane, but also for the sake of these 100,000 heroic souls!

When Yuan Guifei saw this, she was shocked.

She has an affair with others, no matter how angry the emperor is, he will completely suppress today's affairs for the sake of royal face, and she will be imprisoned or killed at most.

But if it is a collaborator with the enemy, it is revealed.

It's not a pity to cut the stench for thousands of years!

"You!" Yuan Guifei wanted to step forward to stop it.

The first generation of zero fingers waved forward, and the blackening power overflowed, and the point was in the air, and with this point as a medium, it invaded the origin of the world, transformed it into code, tampered with its data, controlled this small square world, and directly froze the air around Yuan Guifei, making her unable to move and unable to speak.

Then he looked at Joan.

Seeing that her back was straight, her face was full of consistent smiles, her expression was solemn and serious, her eyes were bright and sorrowful, as if she was shouldering a heavy responsibility.

But there is nothing to fear.

couldn't help but remind him of their conversation yesterday when Qin Huaijing was changing clothes.

"Your Highness, this task can be completed as long as you kill the Yuan Guifei and the crown prince, you don't need to do this at all......"

"I don't respect the heavens, the earth, or the gods, but I admire those who fight for their land, and I have no gold under my knees, and nothing to kneel for those I respect."

She said indifferently, but stubbornly.

Those who defend their homes and countries can die on the battlefield openly, but they should never be annihilated by the conspiracy of those in power.

And now.

Joan, she slowly bent her knees...... Kneeled down.

knelt in the crowd, but not kneeling to the sky, not kneeling to the ground, not kneeling to the north, but kneeling to the 100,000 heroic souls!

Now that the emperor is mediocre and Qin Huaijing is fledgling, no one can give them justice for the time being.

She is willing to create a god with her own hands and seek justice for these 100,000 heroic souls!

Bei Sansan waved his hand forward, and a ray of golden light crossed Qiao An's body, making her voice travel far away.

"Narrative."

Joan spread out the blood book.

That's what she spent a night exploring Qiao Yu's memories and writing.

"I want to avenge the grievances of the soldiers who fought in the Flying Sand Valley!"

When Qin Chengyan, who was still doubting himself about his bloodline, heard this, he instantly shook his head.

Can't say, can't let her say!

Qin Chengyan immediately got up, but there was a sharp weapon in front of his neck, he looked up, and saw Qin Huaijing holding a whip dragon ruler and looking down at him.

Because of the backlight, he couldn't see his face clearly, only those eyes were reflected in the bottom of his eyes, like ice blades.

Seems to be saying.

One more step, die!

"Before the war, my father said that this battle was dangerous, but if it could be won, it would keep the people on the frontier peaceful for decades, and the soldiers would be able to disarm and return to their hometowns and live a stable life, but this battle was ultimately ...... Defeated. ”

Defeated.

These two words.

Qiao An said very lightly, but unconsciously brought a smell of sorrow and vicissitudes, such as Mount Tai pressing on everyone's heads, Qiao An's shoulders.

It was as if the 100,000 heroic souls crawled out of the ground, stretched out bloody hands, grabbed her ankles, wrists, and shoulders, and passed their own unwillingness to Joan onto Joan's body.

They are unwilling.

But it's not that he is unwilling to lose his life, but that he is unwilling to become so cheap that this prosperous world will be ruined by the demon concubine and thief!

"Left striker Wang Dalang, a total of 75 battles, a wife has not yet married, is his childhood sweetheart, before leaving home had agreed to become famous, eight sedan chairs to marry, the girl has been waiting for him for nearly seven years, and now he is twenty and two."