Tie Mian waved the huge knife and slashed at them, Duniang dodged, and then gestured to Qisheng with her eyes, the tacit understanding between the two of them attacked and defended, which made Tie Mian overwhelmed, he was already highly poisoned, and lost an arm, his body balance was not yet coordinated, and after only a few moves, he broke out in a cold sweat, and he was powerless.

Duniang and Qisheng knew that he was poisoned, so they used this strategy to consume his physical energy, and the chances of winning a head-on breakthrough were not high for them, but this method of knocking on the side can effectively reduce his attack power, and when his physical strength is exhausted and his mind is in a trance, he can take the opportunity to kill him.

After all, Tie Mian is the elite of the Iron Cavalry, how could he not see this simplest way of fighting, so he panted and attacked Duniang fiercely, as long as he killed one first, was he afraid that the other would be captured without restraint?

The iron mask is fierce, the knife is deadly, and Duniang is tired of coping with it, and she has many injuries on her body.

The blade of the iron mask slashed towards Duniang, and the seven lives saw the opportunity to pass under the crotch of the iron mask, and pierced the instep of the iron face with a dagger.

The wail resounded through the forest, and Iron Mask violently kicked Qisheng away with his other foot, hitting the stump of the tree.

Qisheng only felt a thump of his internal organs, as if everything was broken.

"Qisheng~" Duniang immediately ran over and hugged Qisheng.

"I'm fine, leave me alone, kill him quickly. The corners of Qisheng's mouth were bleeding, and he looked at the iron face who was kneeling on the ground with one foot and wailing.

Duniang was also surprised, Qisheng was only five years old, and the dagger was not an artifact, how much strength did she use to penetrate the instep of the iron face, and nail him to the ground, unable to move.

"Quick, kill him!" Qisheng urged, this is the best time, if Iron Mask pulls out the dagger, it will be even more difficult to kill him.

Duniang picked up a sharp blade and launched an attack on Iron Mask, and finally slashed through Iron Mask's neck, instantly overflowing with blood, and with a "bang", Iron Mask's huge body fell in a pool of blood.

"Ahem, cough, ahem......" Qisheng clutched his chest and looked at Duniang, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

It was all worth it, and they won!

Suddenly, Qisheng's pupils instantly widened, and he shouted loudly, "No...... Don't!"

Duniang only felt a chill in her heart, and when she looked down, the cold tip of the knife appeared in her chest, soaked in blood, and the viscous liquid dripped to the ground.

Duniang's brows were tightened, the knife was iron-faced, but the person who stabbed her was not him, no need to look back, she knew who.

"Seven Lives...... Escape ......" Duniang looked at Qisheng, full of tears.

"Du Niang...... Qisheng shouted sadly, she wanted to stand up, but her body seemed to have broken bones, completely out of control.

The man pulled out the knife, and the blood gushed from Duniang's chest, and she fell to the ground without a sound.

"It's just a beast-like horn, and it's also worthy of me to call you A-Niang?" said another knife, which passed through Duniang's back and nailed her to the ground.

"Don't!" Qisheng's eyes were bloodshot and he roared.

Suddenly, she suddenly felt a mysterious force passing through her body to the top of her head, and her limbs were like bones reconstructed, she slowly got up, and her surroundings were condensed by a white breath, the temperature plummeted, the ground was frozen, and the grass and trees were covered with frost.

Yu'er sat on the ground and looked at Qisheng in disbelief.

She...... Her whole body was wrapped in silver hoarfrost, and golden horns grew on her head.

She had never seen a single horn with golden horns, and the cold touch from the ground brought her back to her senses, and she looked around with a blank expression...... It's spring, but it's white, like you've entered a frozen realm.

"Why?" Qisheng approached step by step, questioning her.

"I ...... I...... I missed for a moment, and I didn't want to kill her. Yu'er shook her head, shivering.

"Why?" Qisheng grabbed Yu'er's neck and squeezed it fiercely.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Yu'er couldn't breathe, her eyes were bloodshot, and tears were pouring out.

Seeing that Qisheng's hand was getting deeper and deeper, almost pinching her neck, Yu'er hoarse: "I...... I said......"

The strength in Qisheng's hand slowed down, and Yu'er had a chance to breathe heavily: "Bounty, I'm afraid you ......" Yu'er waited for an opportunity to take out a dagger from her cuff, but it was quickly snatched by Qisheng, and with a wave of her arm, Yu'er's neck was separated by a big mouth, and blood spurted out, staining Qisheng's eyes red.

"From the beginning, you were damned!"

When Qisheng woke up, he was in a comfortable room, with a soft couch and a brocade quilt.

Two girls were napping beside her bed, and one of them saw that she was awake and hurried out.

After drinking the medicine and eating the porridge, she fell asleep again in a daze, and the dream was snow-white, and she was trapped in the vast snowfield, like a labyrinth that she couldn't get out of.

When she woke up again, the room full of slaves and maidservants were calling her princess.

Qisheng was a little confused, and even wondered if she had crossed over again, after all, this was not the first time she had experienced this kind of thing.

But when the slaves and maids brought mirrors, they reflected the faces of immature children who were still very familiar.

"Where is this?" asked Qisheng.

"Back to the princess, the palace of the king of Beimo. The slave replied with her head bowed.

The seven lives of the King of Beimo frowned, completely clueless.

"Who am I?" Qisheng asked, wondering why the group kept shouting for her princess.

"You are the daughter of the princess of Beimo, Princess Yu'er!" a man walked in through the door, his iron boots clattering on the floor.

Qisheng recognized this pair of golden boots, and it was the owner of this pair of golden boots who pulled her out of the horse's belly - General Batu!

Perhaps, now it should be called the king of the northern country.

"Stand down!" Batu retreated.

Looking at the pale Qisheng, he smiled, revealing yellow, yellow, black and black teeth, people in this era do not have toothbrushes, and this place in Beimo is extremely barren, many people have a mouthful of black and yellow teeth, whether it is because of water quality or bloodline, it is unknown.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Batu with concern, looking like an amiable elder.

For Batu's unexplained overtures, Qisheng really didn't know how to answer.

Qisheng didn't speak, and Batu looked a little embarrassed.

"It's good to get used to it slowly, from now on you will be the princess of the Northern Morocco Kingdom. Batu unhurriedly announced.

"Yu'er was killed by me!" Until now, the bloody scene is still fresh in Qisheng's memory.

She had fought against the Black Camp Army with Ta Gu, so Yu'er wasn't the first person she killed.

The reason why Qisheng is so angry is because she killed a child for the first time, a child who was only five years old.

But this child did not hesitate for a moment when she killed her and took care of her only mother who took care of her all the way, and she didn't even blink her eyes.

Qisheng was so angry that even she felt that she had lost her normality, and then her eyes went black, and she collapsed into darkness with all her strength.

But until now she doesn't regret killing Yu'er, she deserves to die!