Is he dead? She thought she could face this kind of thing with a completely uncaring attitude. Shu Yu Shirt

When she heard them outside the tent just now, she felt that she didn't feel anything anymore, as if she was listening to people talk about the life and death of cats and dogs. What does that man's life or death have to do with her? That's it, nothing to do, nothing to do with it...... They had nothing to do with each other since the day he had kept a desperate back to himself, from the time she stumbled after him and he didn't respond.

Emotions are so fragile that they can't withstand a little bit of distrust. She could do anything for him, even death, but she couldn't stand a suspicious look from him, nor could she stand his silence about it.

He would never know how much pain she really had!

Just like now, standing in the cold wind, every breath exhaled contains pain, and the whole body can't even move, who will understand?

Jiang Yutang looked at her with concern, he became nervous, raised his hand to try her forehead, and quickly put his finger on her wrist, after a while, Jiang Yutang sighed and said: "Charm, everything should be focused on the child in the womb, don't think too much." ”

Zhuang Meiyan barely calmed down, her hand touched her lower abdomen, the little guy in her belly kicked uneasily, she patted it gently, and instantly had strength in her heart, and said in a low voice: "Let's go!"

When they arrived at the city gate, the black-clothed warrior was negotiating with the soldiers guarding the gate, and soon he came with two horses. Jiang Yutang was a little nervous, and he whispered to Zhuang Meiyan: "Meiyan, you are going to be free." ”

Free!

Zhuang Meiyan rode on the back of a tall horse, holding the reins in one hand, the horse's hooves slowly rose and fell, and she looked back. Ancient stone walls, burning torches, and loyal soldiers, the gates slowly closed, slowly separating the city from the ancient, silent city.

Free!

The crisp sound of the horse's hooves on the bluestone slab did not bring her a sense of relief, but made her heart heavier.

Just like that, what will happen to the snow kite and the chrysanthemum?

What about Suna and Ghost Gus, who risked their lives to help her, and will they be able to clear their name from letting the prisoner go?

And ghosts are inseparable...... Will he be framed for poor supervision?

Will the Queen Mother, those people let go of this great opportunity to send to the door to solve the opponent's wings?

......

"Ride!" With a coquettish shout, Zhuang Meiyan whipped his mount hard, and the horse neighed and galloped quickly.

Before Jiang Yutang could call out to her, he could only watch her turn her horse's head and quickly pass through the gap between the city gates that were slowly closing, and the sound of commotion sounded in the doorway, and at the same time, the city gate closed heavily at that moment.

Zhuang Meiyan galloped on the streets of Wenkoer, with chasing soldiers behind her, the sound of the whistling wind in her ears, and she could even feel the cold air of the knife unsheathed and the strong killing intent of the arrow on the string. But she didn't care about any of this, she only had one thought - quick, faster.

When her horse stopped in front of the tall and familiar tent, it dawned on her that the excuse for all this was nothing more than this—because her heart wanted her to come back here.

Seeing the wolf's head flag fluttering above the lord's tent, she didn't even have the strength to hate herself, so she could only take a deep breath and force herself to calm down. The soldiers around her had surrounded her, and countless torches lit her up as bright as day, and the whole Wenkol was awakened by her, and it was boiling. Countless soldiers and horses were gathered, and torches were lit in the streets and alleys.

There was a dead silence in the lord's tent, Zhuang Meiyan calmly glanced at the soldiers in front of her, and she calmly took off the hat that blocked her head, revealing her face.

"I am the Queen, and I want to see the Lord!" she cried out.

Many of the soldiers had already recognized her and were shocked. She is the queen, but she is also a prisoner, she should not be here, and according to her current status, she should be held in the palace of the royal court to wait for trial. Her frank and majestic look shocked the soldiers, and they were overwhelmed, whether the woman was guilty or not, but she was still the queen, and they had no right to do anything rude to the woman without the permission of the lord.

Zhuang Meiyan jumped off her horse and slowly approached the lord's tent, the soldiers around her followed her closely, keeping a certain distance, and the tense atmosphere not only did not ease, but became more and more tense as her footsteps moved. The scene is a little weird, this defenseless woman is obviously delicate, as long as someone steps forward to push her, she may fall to the ground, but her aura at this time is absolutely above everyone, awe-inspiring, calm and calm, no one dares to wipe her edge.

"Let her in!" a flat voice sounded, and the atmosphere suddenly eased, and the soldiers blocking the tent took the initiative to make a passage.

Hearing this voice, Zhuang Meiyan's heart sank, it was a woman's voice, and the person inside was Ye Luyan.

She pursed her lips slightly and stepped into the tent without hesitation.

In addition to Ye Luyan standing behind his back in the tent, there were five or six blood-stained warriors, wearing black armor and with the symbol of a wolf's head on their chests, they were the group of people and horses who rushed back in a hurry that Zhuang Meiyan met before leaving the city, they were Xiao Xuanchen's guards, they should have escorted that man to the Zha Manbu, but they should not have appeared here.

Zhuang Meiyan looked at the warriors with the last glimmer of hope and asked, "Where is he?"

At that moment, she didn't even notice that her voice was hoarse and ugly, as if she had swallowed a coal.

None of those warriors dared to meet her gaze, they lowered their heads one after another, and no one could answer her question, only Yeluyan turned around slowly, her eyes shining like a sword, and forced her gaze over.

"You shouldn't have come—you shouldn't have come since you'd walked out of the gates of Winkol. ”

It turned out that her every move had been secretly monitored, and she was completely unaware of it.

"This is my home, and you don't have the right to decide where I go or stay. Zhuang Meiyan replied calmly, and she was surprised to find that there was no trace of fear in her heart.

She never thought of herself as a so-called brave person who was not afraid of life and death, she was very afraid of death, she had always been afraid of death, and after coming to that man, she was even more afraid of death.

Because she is afraid of death, she will struggle and make all efforts.

"You shouldn't have come back. ”

Yeluyan let out a sigh, and she drew her sword with agility, her body shaking. Her speed was so fast that the warriors didn't even have time to let out a shout, the sharp blade had already passed through their throats, blood splattering. When the last warrior was unwilling to stare at Zhuang Meiyan's feet with wide eyes, holding the handle of the knife in one hand, the blade had been half withdrawn, but he was no longer able to continue to pull out, his round eyes looked at Zhuang Meiyan in a daze, his eyes were scattered, the hatred in it had not completely dissipated, and life had passed quietly.

It turns out that death is the terminator of hatred.

Zhuang Meiyan calmly looked at the tip of the sword that was only a few inches away from her, the blood on it was still dripping slowly, she subconsciously covered her abdomen with both hands, maybe she didn't want her fetus to feel this bloody and cruel atmosphere. There was silence in the tent, and the sound of shouting and killing could be clearly heard in the distance, Zhuang Meiyan suddenly realized that she had thought that tonight's chaos was because of her, but in fact--

She lowered her head slightly and said, "It turns out that you have premeditated. ”

The murderous aura had already filled every part of Yeluyan's body, and her voice was like a golden stone striking each other, cold-blooded and ruthless, she said, "You really shouldn't come back!"

The sword breaks through the air.

The soldiers outside saw that the lights in the tent had suddenly gone out, and they ignored it, but still stood guard outside the tent with a vigilant expression.

Tonight, Winkol is boiling.

Everywhere there was fire, swords, swords, and blood, and unrelated people closed their tents tightly for fear of being implicated. Yes, the hustle and bustle has nothing to do with their peaceful commoners, honest nobles, and slaves, it is the power that fights, and all the lives that fall for it are the sacrifice of power to the wolf god for peace.

There is a head buried under every grass in the Vozra steppe.

The small area where the Queen Mother's tent was located was quite calm, surrounded by heavily guarded soldiers, and the Queen Mother put on a thick white mink robe, quietly watching the noisy and boiling Wen Koer, with an indifferent expression.

Accompanying her was her faithful companion Dolma, and there was a figure hidden in a dark corner a little farther away, and it was really difficult to detect his existence if you didn't look closely. The Queen Mother set her eyes on the figure, and she slowly spoke: "What about your master? Is he standing on Qiyang Mountain now watching this bustle, or is he sharpening his sword in secret?"

The figure leaned over slightly, and said in a deep voice: "My master will always be Wu Yang's friend. ”

"Friends. The Queen Mother smiled slightly and said, "When a friend can't get the benefits that satisfy him, he will definitely become the most terrible enemy." However, I would also like to believe that at this time, your master, the honorable regent, will be our most reliable friend in Wuyang. ”

"As friends, I'm grateful for his help in us, so when will we have the opportunity to sit together and have a hot cup of milk tea?"

"There will be a chance, there is still a long time, honorable Queen Mother. The man replied unhurriedly, "But not now, you have to deal with all the enemies." ”

His last words were suddenly lowered, almost inaudible.

The Queen Mother raised her head slightly, and saw a small group of soldiers and horses galloping not far away, led by a female general wearing black armor, full of spirit, holding a blood-stained package in her hand, the package was still oozing blood, slowly dripping, this scene was particularly hideous under the reflection of the firelight.

The feeling of blood crept into everyone's heart.