"Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji and "Yuyangzi" Wang Chuyi, two of them with two swords, stepped forward to block the "Lingzhi Master" and "Shan Lao Wei".

When the two sides met, there was nothing to say, and Qiu Chuji swung his sword to kill the more powerful "Lingzhi Master".

"If it's a good time, let the poor monk see what is so clever about the famous 'Changchunzi'." The "Master of Wisdom" did not dare to slack off.

After all, "the name of a person, the shadow of a tree", even if it is far away in the Western Regions, the "Lingzhi Master" has long heard that the Quanzhen Sect is the one who holds the bull's ear in the martial arts of the Central Plains today.

And this "Changchunzi" likes to travel around the rivers and lakes, hug the uneven, eliminate the evil and promote the good, I don't know how many underworld masters, folded under the three-foot Qingfeng of the Qiu Chuji.

"Yuyangzi" Wang Chuyi, on the other hand, faced the "old monster of the mountain", and the two of them were very good-looking.

In an instant, the four of them played into two pairs, which can be regarded as chess opponents and talents, and it is difficult to distinguish between winning and losing for a while.

Guo Mo took advantage of this gap to carry the "Cold Night" sword and kill Wanyan Honglie again.

Now Wan Yan Honglie, there are still more than a dozen guards around him, plus his deputy general and Wan Yan Kang.

The adjutant general's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Guo Mo rushing over, he hurriedly waved his flag and ordered the soldiers to move closer here.

How could Guo Mo give him this opportunity, the "Cold Night" sword had already arrived.

More than a dozen guards, and in the blink of an eye, no one could stand up.

Guo Mojian pointed at Wanyan Honglie and said: "Wanyan Honglie, the situation is like this today, how do you want it to end?" ”

"Haha, Guo Mo, unless you leave me the princess, even if this king dies, he will take you people on the road together."

Facing Guo Mo, a "bloody man", Wanyan Honglie was angry, "Let me tell you, just now this king ordered again, and mobilized 5,000 elite soldiers, plus 2,000 elite cavalry." ”

"Guo Mo, aren't you very good at killing? Today, this king will let you kill enough, as long as you can be tired to death, thousands of soldiers and horses, this king is still willing to afford it, hahaha......"

At this time, only a "boom" sound was heard in the rear, and a courtyard wall was knocked down, and Guo Jing and the others were once again exposed to the siege of hundreds of golden soldiers.

Now everyone is embarrassed, and all of them are hanging colors, as if there are endless golden soldiers.

The only thing that is intact is the weakness of the helpless chicken.

She was surrounded by everyone in the innermost, protected by Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci's father and daughter.

Even if there is one who is not well taken care of, who really dares to hurt their Princess Zhao?

Bao Xiweak, who is weak and kind by nature, was completely stupid by the killing in front of him.

She knew that these people died because of her, especially when she saw these people around her, who had never known all their lives, but they were scarred one by one in order to protect themselves.

Dear Brother Tie, right next to her, his injured leg was still bleeding and he couldn't move his steps.

He could only stand in place, holding himself in one hand and waving the iron gun in the other.

And the head of the iron spear has been cut off at some point.

Sweat and blood were mixed, dripping down Tie Ge's face and head, both enemies and Tie Ge's.

Is this the result you want? No, it's not.

Kang'er has grown up, dear Brother Tie, and I have seen it myself.

So what is there not to be satisfied with if I cherish the weak?

Can I watch them all die?

Suddenly, Bao Xiqiao broke free of Yang Tiexin's hand and walked out calmly.

"Soldiers of the Jin Kingdom, I am the princess of King Zhao, please come and answer the prince of Zhao-"

Bao Xiwan let go of his throat and shouted loudly, shouting as he walked forward.

All the golden soldiers flashed to both sides, making way for a way.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Tiexin didn't pay attention, his wife had already pushed him away and walked out.

Whether it was Jin Bing or Guo Jing, they were all shocked by Bao Xi's weak move, and they stopped fighting one after another.

In the entire battlefield, except for the wails of the wounded and the raging sound of the wind and snow, only the weak but powerful shouts of Bao Xiweak were heard.

"Please come and answer Prince Zhao—"

Yang Tiexin, Guo Jing, Mu Nianci and others, following Zhu Cong and Quan Blonde, also sat on the ground tiredly, unable to step forward to stop Bao Xiweak.

In the field, the only ones who can have the strength to fight are Ke Zhenwei, Nan Xiren, Wang Chuyi and Huang Rong.

The four of them also took advantage of this opportunity to secretly breathe in order to recover their physical strength and cope with the next fierce battle.

The two battlefields are not far from each other, only half a street away.

Bao Xiwan walked to the center of the street, surrounded by Jin Bing.

Guo Mo heard the strange situation behind him, and he didn't continue to target Wanyan Honglie, it was really the Jin soldiers who came up too quickly, and hundreds of soldiers gathered around Wanyan Honglie.

"Nephew Mo Xian, what should I do?" "Yuyangzi" Wang Chuyi came to Guo Mo's side and casually introduced to Guo Mo: "This is my second senior brother 'Changchunzi' Qiu Chuji. ”

"Guo Mo has seen Daoist Qiu," Guo Mo bowed.

"Okay, I'll also call you Mo Xian's nephew, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we have time," don't look at the first meeting, "Changchunzi" Qiu Chuji to Guo Mo, that is an indescribable appreciation and liking.

Wanyan Honglie was overjoyed when he saw Bao Xi weak and walked back from the other camp.

"Quick, go and pick up the princess back!" Hurriedly commanded the soldiers on both sides.

"Wait!" Bao Xiwan said loudly, raised his right hand, and the tip of a rusty iron spear was aimed at his choked throat.

On the tip of the gun, there are four words "Iron Heart Yang".

"Sorry for the weak, you, what are you doing? Put your gun down. Seeing this, Wanyan Honglie was immediately shocked.

"Lord, eighteen years have passed, and all kinds of scenes back then are vivid in my mind now." Bao Xiwan looked at Wan Yan Honglie calmly.

"I know, you must have done something behind it, and now I don't want to pursue it, and I don't want to know what the truth of the matter is."

"I am very grateful to you for taking care of me over the years, and thank you for raising Kang'er as an adult, really, I thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"However, my husband has been found, and he is still alive, so I can't go back to the palace with you."

"No, sorry for the weak, you are mine! Everyone in the world knows that you are the princess of my Dajin Kingdom! That rough embryo who runs the rivers and lakes, why is he worthy of you? I can't bear to watch you suffer! ”

Looking at Bao Xi's weakness, he was telling so calmly, and his heart hurt as if it was torn apart, regardless of the sobbing of his face.

"Mother, you ......" Wan Yankang looked at his mother in the wind and snow, with a gun in his hand, and didn't know how to persuade him.

"Kang'er, when you grow up, you will have to walk your own way in the future," Seeing his son, a smile appeared on Bao Xiweak's face.

"That Miss Mu, my mother saw it, she is a good girl, I hope you can treat her well in the future. Otherwise, my mother will not follow. ”

"Lord Wang, you owe me, I don't want you to pay it back. I owe you, and in the next life, I will pay you back. ”

"Leave them alone, this is my last request to you....."

"Poof-" The tip of the spear slammed inward, and the bright red blood flowed down his neck, and Bao Xiwan slowly fell, lying on the snow.

"Pity the weak—"

"Mother-"

"Lord Wang—"