Concubine Falling from Grace in the Cave Room Chapter 213 Ten Assassins

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what he did, Song Yu was better than his elder brother, and his father loved him more. It's just that he is not convinced, why does he work so hard but still can't get a little favor from his father, and Song Yu No matter what he does, his father will be happy. He was unwilling!

It's a pity that Song Yu went well from trivial things, but he was only not in the capital when his father died. And by the time Song Yu rushed back from the frontier battlefield non-stop, everything was already a foregone conclusion.

He became the emperor, but he was still suppressed by Song Yu everywhere. He has military power in his hands, and his prestige in the army is far greater than his own, as well as Su Tongwen, the secretary of the military department.

Now, even the woman in front of her only likes him, and ignores her care and love.

His country may change hands soon, but he still can't swallow that breath, why, why is Song Yu better than him everywhere?

Bit by bit, the extremely cold hatred that burst out invisibly was converged, and the cold mangs in the bottom of his heart turned into bloodthirsty ferocity, the killing intent had risen, and the decision had been made.

I'd rather bear the people of the world than the people of the world bear me.

My father is right, if you want to be a qualified emperor, you must be ruthless and loveless, women are just tools for him to use, no matter how special the woman in front of him is, she can't escape the fate of being used.

His heart was frozen, but his face was faint with a soft and faint smile, the clear river water was flowing slowly around him, and how much melancholy and sadness were there in the joy, Song Sheng slowly turned his face sideways and squinted at Mo Chou: "Mo Chou, if I tell you everything, are you willing to help me?" ”

Somewhat stunned, Mo Chou looked up suspiciously, he had been hiding and hiding, why did he suddenly take the initiative to tell her?

"You don't want to say it, you can say it." She was concerned and confused, but she didn't want to be persecuted. And at this moment, his soft gaze staring at himself was too deep, and the depth made people unconsciously feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.

"I didn't want you to worry before, but if this kind of hiding keeps you from me, then I'd rather you worry about me." He turned slightly to look at her, and behind him was a long river, and the ancient bridge by the river crossed the river. The sunset in the evening illuminated the fiery red and enchanting "Orchid City", and also reflected the tragic sorrow flowing in the river. A trace of white clouds in the sky wandered and floated, like the sky looking at the eyes of the world, cold and calm, indifferent and almost cold.

…………… I'm going to start abusing this pair of bitter mandarin ducks again.............................................

Throwing himself heavily on the bed, with his hands crossed behind his head, Song Yu closed his eyes. worked hard to keep his body running on the battlefield, and tried hard to let himself have no extra time to recall the bits and pieces between him and Wei Youlan. This body was almost exhausted of all its essence, but it still couldn't stop the empty heart from aching again and again.

He didn't admit that Wei Youlan really walked out of his life like this. Sun Xin found a woman with a similar figure to her. His Lan'er has such a high level of martial arts, he believes that she has internal strength to protect her body, even if she falls from such a high place, she will not die, although it is just a glimmer of hope as thin as a cicada's wings, but he would rather seize this hope and stand in place and wait for her to return.

Yes! She will definitely come back to him.

The white gauze tent fluttered softly in the soft moonlight, curling like clear smoke, faint as water and rippling. The gardenia outside the window bloomed with a delicate white fragrance, and it seemed that she was slowly approaching with a familiar temperature and fragrance.

The closed eyes were a little hazy for a moment, a little struggling. This fragrance is too ethereal, and the limbs are so lazy in the fragrance that they are gradually unable to stretch. The tired brow twitched vigilantly, this is not the fragrance of gardenias, although it is similar, it is not elegant enough, and it is more than greasy and sweet. Suddenly, a carp jumped up from the bed. The weakness of the limbs is becoming more and more obvious, but I know that lightheadedness is not caused by lack of sleep. An accidental stumbling stumbling struggling to stabilize his body only to find that there were about ten black shadows standing around the room.

Before these black figures could be seen clearly, a deadly cold light had surged from all directions at the same time.

Instinctively retreated, reversed, and kicked out with a spinning kick with his right foot, bringing over a black figure that first attacked in front of him. The right arm stretched out to block the inevitable deadly cold, and there was a pain in the arm, and blood was already visible. The dripping blood was hideous and hot, and the sudden stinging pain only made Chaos's consciousness sober up a little.

Landing, there is no room for thinking. Two black shadows pounced on the right side and in front of him, short body, punching, sweeping down the plate, avoiding the blade, fingers clasping wrists, one force, the joints had been broken, but the muffled cry of pain made Song Yu feel that the joints under the fingers were too delicate, and the cry was faintly delicate.

It was all women who came to attack him?

Sideways to dodge another rushing figure, under his feet, his wrist pulled hard, and the woman in black who had broken her wrist joint had been pulled in front of her, just blocking the inch of cold that flew in. The cold light flashed, and the blood flashed, and the woman who attacked with a dagger actually ignored the life and death of her companions, flipped her wrist to make a force, and the dagger passed through her body, stabbing straight at Song Yu.

The consciousness is clear, but the limbs are gradually difficult to gather. Suddenly, Song Yu was actually forced back two steps by the power of the broken body, and the tip of the dagger had pierced into the abdomen by an inch. Gritting his teeth fiercely, he pushed away the two women in front of him. He staggered backwards until he reached the corner of the wall before he managed to stabilize himself.

Raising his eyes, there were four women in black lying in the room, and six others gathered in front of him, and he stood in the inner corner of the inner wall on the side of the bed, far from the door, and ten steps away from the window, and in front of the window stood a woman in black.

Only then did I notice that the height and size of these women were actually ...... is actually a little similar to Wei Youlan.

This discovery shocked Song Yu's clear mind. These women were all wrapped in black veils, revealing only cold eyes, staring with murderous intent.

What a vicious scheme!

I'm afraid that this attack is only coming at the life of someone in his Song. His fingers clenched into fists, adjusting his body shape and steps. Song Yu took another step back defensively, his heel against the corner of the wall, and slowly gathered his internal strength.

Wei Youlan will not attack herself, and Wei Youlan would rather be injured herself than hurt herself. The planners behind this are only afraid of being disappointed. Looking for a few women of similar body shape, do you want to take your life lightly after putting a little smoke? Although his heart is vicious, he is really naïve.

He is the battle-hardened Lord An, and he is also the god of war who has grown up through blood and killing. A little psychological warfare wanted his life, he overestimated himself and underestimated him.

Shaking his head hard, although the medicinal power continued to spread in his limbs, once he made up his mind to bring down the women in front of him, it would not take him a quarter of an hour. If they hadn't planted it themselves, I'm afraid that just a moment would be enough to settle them.

The decision was made, the killing intent of the whole body was cold and condensed, and the corners of the mouth even hooked up a bloodthirsty arc. The black shadow in front of him had not yet made a move, but his attack had already arrived in front of him. Everywhere the lightning-fast fist went, there was a muffled grunt and the sound of broken bones.

A few daggers, a few women just want his life?

With a cold snort of disdain, his fingers clamped a handful of attacking cold mangs, and took advantage of the situation to bring the fist that came behind him, "stab", the black sleeve has been cut off, and the white wrist narrowly avoided the edge, and was not cut off by the wrist, but it has left hideous blood marks next to a hollow carved white jade bracelet...... Chapter 213: Ten Assassins