Rushing out of the city gate, Qin Shaofu ran desperately.

The sound of killing behind him rushed to the sky, like a stormy wave, as if it was rising to the sky, and it was about to drown him.

At this moment, he heard the sound of swords, the sound of torrential rain, countless screams, and even Qin Tianen's gasp.

This genius, who also amazed the world when he was young, is now old after all.

At this moment, the Taiwei of the Great Han Dynasty can only do to block and delay. It can even block only one city gate.

With the sound of horses' hooves, a large number of cavalry came out of the other gates and circled.

Punish demons, kill gods, all fame and fortune, all glory and wealth, just today.

Qin Shaofu ran desperately, desperate, all this he no longer seemed to be a powerhouse, nor was he a big cold tiger, he just wanted to save his life.

Not because he was afraid of death, but because there were too many things that he needed to give an explanation.

His heart is full of hatred, hatred if karma burns the sky.

It seems that he has returned to the night of Tongling Pass decades ago. The threat of death made him give up everything and escape from the pass, even if the snow was flying outside, it was better than the cannibalistic city.

It's just that he didn't succeed in running back then, and he is the same today.

The Rotten Immortal Bliss Poison had reached its peak, corroding more than ninety percent of the true qi in his body. At this moment, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a waste, he can only feel that his legs are getting weaker and weaker, and everything in front of him is becoming more and more blurred.

The rain was pouring down, and it was even colder than the snowfall that night, cold to the bone marrow.

Sensing that the cavalry was rapidly approaching, he knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to run away today, and everything Qin Tianen had done was in vain.

"Young Master, come up!"

With an exclamation, a horse galloped over, and on top was a woman dressed in red.

Haku-san...... Qin Shaofu immediately came up with this name in his heart, but immediately found out that it was not, it was a red peony.

She didn't know when she ran out of the capital and rode a horse to save herself.

I'm really incompetent...... Qin Shaofu felt a severe pain in his heart, not only did he have to affect the so-called grandfather, but he also had to let the maid give up everything to save him.

With the bright heart of the emperor, today, no one who stands on his side can let go.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Someone behind gave an order, and suddenly the arrows rained down like rain.

Hong Shao looked fearless, galloped on his horse, stretched out his hand to grab Qin Shaofu, dragged him to the horse, and sat behind him.

"Thank you!"

Qin Shaofu said lightly, at this moment, he said that everything else was powerless.

What answered him was the blood spurted out by the red peony, which instantly stabbed his eyes.

"Red peony!"

Qin Shaofu exclaimed in surprise, and after sitting up straight, she found that several feather arrows had pierced her body, and one of them was even in the heart.

Blood gushed out, staining the feathers of the arrows red, so red that it was like a dagger stabbing him in the heart.

"Red peony, red peony!"

Qin Shaofu didn't know where he got the strength, he shouted loudly, with the sound of crying, he couldn't remember how long he hadn't cried.

"Young Master......"

Life flowed with blood, and the strength also dissipated, and the red peony was paralyzed in Qin Shaofu's arms, and said softly: "Young master, that one hundred taels of gold...... Even if the concubine body is returned to you......"

As soon as the voice fell, the plain hand fell, and the fragrance disappeared.

"Red peony, red peony ......"

Qin Shaofu hugged her and cried loudly.

It was as if I had gone back to the first time I saw her, watching the wonderful jade-like person talking to him about the one hundred taels of gold.

"You shouldn't have come, you shouldn't have ......"

Qin Shaofu shouted in pain, what is the simplicity of a hundred taels of gold? What did Red Peony do, how could it be that he had returned a hundred taels of gold over the years?

The regret in his heart is indescribable, at this moment, Qin Shaofu hopes that Hongshao has always been a real Qinglou woman.

How ruthless the women are, if she is ruthless, she should be alive and well at this moment. If she was ruthless, she should be like Bai Yuyao at this moment, standing somewhere in the city, watching the excitement with a smile.

"Ahh

A cry of pain caused countless thunderstorms in the sky.

Then he heard the cry of the horse under his crotch, and the horse's hooves were lost, and they all rolled down.

Looking at the horse's legs, he shot a few feathered arrows, and he was already powerless to get up again.

Qin Shaofu's heart was like ashes, and he finally gave up escaping, just holding the red peony in his arms and crying loudly.

The sound of horses' hooves was getting closer and closer, and tens of thousands of cavalry chased after them from behind, scattering and surrounding, all with wild smiles on their faces. A lifetime of fame is just around the corner.

"Capture with your hands tied, catch ...... with your hands tied"

The voices came from everywhere, like ghosts urging their lives.

"Red peony!"

Qin Shaofu brushed away the messy hair on the woman's face, straightened it out, and then pasted her face on it, wanting to warm this woman who had been silently by her side for decades.

But no matter how hot the temperature is, how can it compare to the coldness of death.

He finally let go, put the red peony on the ground, and said softly: "The young master will avenge you, if there is an afterlife, you will be a young lady in the next life, and I will be your slave." ”

When the cavalry surrounded him, Qin Shaofu roared, and with the air knife in his hand, he directly killed him.

Fighting to open up the wilderness, shadow the elegy, and kill the Quartet......

The sword is the will of death, even people and horses, and they will be killed with one sword. One by one, the corpses lay down, blood gushing and scattering in all directions.

Ten, hundred, thousand...... Ten thousand......

No one thought that this seemingly vulnerable person would have such a powerful fighting power.

At this moment, Qin Shaofu had already let go of everything and let go of everything, and he had only one thought in his heart: kill.

Kill as much as you can, revenge, revenge, revenge......

Death was like a cloud, enveloping this land, and blood surged, turning into a sea of blood. The corpses are piling up, and at this moment, how many people have lost their sons and husbands......

No one knows, and they don't want to know.

Qin Shaofu desperately exhausted the little strength in his body, and he hated to set his body on fire, turning it into a raging flame, burning all this, burning the capital, burning the Great Cold Dynasty, and the so-called heavenly gods......

The terrible battle finally subsided.

After dawn, there was another sound of horses' hooves, and Qin Tianye came with a large number of soldiers.

When I saw everything in front of me, I was taken aback.

The corpses piled up like a mountain, and tens of thousands of cavalry were all dead, and none of them were alive.

On the mountain of corpses, Qin Shaofu sat upright, his eyes closed, as if he had died.

Holding a woman in her arms, the dazzling red color made it all the more shocking.

Finally, someone dared to climb up, probed his nose, and exclaimed loudly: "It's still breathing, it's still alive!"

After shouting a few times, he suddenly reacted, reached out and grabbed Qin Shaofu's neck, and shouted loudly: "I caught him, I caught him......"

Captured alive, from today on, he will be the prince of the Great Han Dynasty......

What about the heavenly position, God, what about it......