Zhou Ziru left the battlefield with the Yulin Army, and in addition to a number of generals, there were only two people left, Guan Chenzi and Tongweizi, who still had some combat power.

The night was a little darker, and experienced people knew that it was almost dawn.

A group of dead soldiers surrounded the Qilin Bow Land, and Qingtian and the others went from three to one to each other. Among the dead soldiers, there are both mediocre and good players, some of whom fight quite easily, and some of whom fight very hard. And Tao Fuyi and the three of them slowly withdrew from the battle group and waited on the side.

"The three of us have grown up, and although we have entered the realm of finger rest, the foundation is not yet solid. If they come up and kill them, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive now. Chang Yansheng stroked the beard on his chin and sighed.

On Zhou Linglong's arm, the blood has stopped flowing, and there are still traces of blood on his clothes: "It's just that I didn't kill you." That bastard boy with a gun, he came up and stabbed me to death with a shot, if it weren't for Mao Tingsong... Where is he? ”

Mao Tingsong fought against Xingxing at this time, and he played extremely hard. Thinking that the Tang Sect was long in hidden weapons and short in melee combat, Mao Tingsong finally avoided the hidden weapons and came to the side of Xingxing. Unexpectedly, Xingxing took out an iron fan from his arms, cut the iron wire inch by inch, and almost sealed his throat by him.

"Boy, did you learn the wild way? Does Tangmen still have the trick of playing a fan? Mao Tingsong avoided one and flashed to the side, and two iron wires poked out of the cuffs, staggered, and wrapped around the star, tying the star to a strong knot.

"If you learn too much, you won't be fine, boy, hasn't anyone told you this?" Mao Tingsong tightened the iron wire in his hand, and looked at the star with an expectant expression, he wanted to see the picture of the iron wire cutting the skin and blood gushing out.

"Crunch."

Mao Tingsong was a little confused: "What's the matter?" Before the blood came out, it was already strangled to the bone? ”

"You're more like a wild road than me." The figure of picking stars sounded behind Mao Tingsong, Mao Tingsong looked back, and at some point there was another star picking behind him, dressed in brocade clothes, shaking the iron fan gently.

"How can there be two... Who are you? Mao Tingsong asked in surprise.

Picking up the stars rushed over with an arrow step, and the iron fan in his hand was like a steel knife, slashing towards Mao Tingsong.

"Wait, wait..." The iron wire on the sleeves of Mao Ting's hands was still wrapped around the 'Picking Star' in front of him, and the iron wire not only tied the Picking Star, but also controlled himself in disguise. Unable to break free for a while, in a hurry, he stretched out his right foot and kicked back.

With a "bang", Mao Tingsong's right leg was slashed from the thigh to the ankle by the iron fan of the star, such a long wound, it was really bleeding.

Mao Tingsong looked in front of him, and the 'Star Picking' who was entangled by himself drooped his head, revealing the joints between his neck, which turned out to be wooden puppets!

"No more playing!" Mao Tingsong took the initiative to break the iron wire in his hand, jumped up on one leg, and was about to escape.

He didn't chase after the star, he took out a few thin needles from his sleeve and threw them at Mao Tingsong's back. The force was not great, it did not cause a strong wind, plus Mao Tingsong was injured and fled for his life, he didn't notice the movement behind him, and a few thin needles were inserted into his back. Seeing this, Picking Star shook his fan lightly in satisfaction, turned to leave, and joined the chaotic battle of Qingtian and the others.

Mao Tingsong hurried on one leg, but the speed was not slow, and he ran for more than ten miles, and met Ge Cifeng, who led the army.

"How's it going?" Ge Cifeng looked at Mao Tingsong, and his first sentence was to ask about the front-line war, but when he saw Mao Tingsong lame on one leg and bleeding like an infusion, his heart sank.

"Their remnants are defeated, and the unicorn bow can't take them? Didn't you say that if you take Zhou Ziru first, the enemy army will break itself? Ge Cifeng frowned and asked.

Mao Tingsong gasped: "Your Royal Highness, you don't know... The other party is so powerful, that Chen Congwei is really not covered... If I hadn't made a move just now, even Zhou Linglong would have died, hahahaha. ”

"Tatsu Congwei is here!? How many came? Ge Cifeng was in a hurry, in the capital, Chen Congwei brought him several threats, if it weren't for Zhao Yizhi finally turning a blind eye and letting him go, he would definitely not be able to get out of the capital.

"How many more? Hahahaha... Ten of them are here... It's all here. Fortunately, this time the unicorn bows were all sent, if it was just the three of them... Hahaha, it's all going to die there! Mao Tingsong said with a smile.

Ge Cifeng was a little angry: "You can talk when you speak, what are you laughing at!" Happy to lose the battle? ”

"Hahahaha, I don't want to laugh either, but I don't know... Hahahaha... Why, I just want to laugh and can't stop laughing... Hahahahaha" The corners of Mao Tingsong's mouth grinned more and more, and after a while, Mao Tingsong was already laughing so much that he couldn't straighten his waist, so he simply lay on the ground, rolling on the ground with laughter.

Ge Cifeng also noticed that something was wrong at this time, and ordered the left and right; "Help him up and see what the hell is going on."

"His Royal Highness... Hahahaha, I should have hit... Recruited..."Mao Ting breathed a sigh of relief and didn't pick it up, tilted his head and died.

Left and right stepped forward, confirmed that he was dead, and was so frightened that he hurriedly took two steps back. I don't know if Mao Tingsong is poisoned or internally injured, in short, it's always right to stay away.

Ge Cifeng looked at Mao Tingsong's corpse, and his face fell: "Enough, don't pretend, hurry up, we still have something to do!" ”

The corpse did not respond.

Ge Cifeng was a little panicked in his heart, turned over and dismounted, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and walked towards Mao Tingsong's corpse.

"His Royal Highness, be careful..."The guards on the left and right stopped Ge Cifeng and didn't let him approach.

"Get out of the way!" Ge Cifeng broke away from the left and right guards, walked to Mao Tingsong's side, and pointed his long sword at his throat: "The hegemony is about to be achieved, I don't have time to mess with you, get up for me!" ”

Mao Tingsong was still motionless.

"I call you up! Get up! Ge Cifeng raised his sword and slashed, slashing several times on Mao Tingsong's corpse, and blood slowly flowed out.

Seeing that Ge Cifeng was so out of shape, the guards on the left and right hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Ge Cifeng: "Your Royal Highness, there are many people here. Don't do this, let the soldiers feel cold! ”

"Get up... You get up..."The sword in Ge Cifeng's hand was snatched away by the guards, and his body fell to the ground weakly, looking at Mao Tingsong's corpse, and shouted weakly.

Since the beginning of the capital, the two have shared weal and hardship all the way, if it weren't for Mao Tingsong, Ge Cifeng would not have been able to return to Chuxiang alive alone. In the past, the mansion of Chu Xiang was deep and the masters were like clouds, and Ge Cifeng didn't take Mao Tingsong in his eyes at all, until he escorted Ge Cifeng all the way back to the Chuxiang camp, Ge Cifeng didn't face up to this guy who was not good-looking.

He is hungry, thirsty, and tired. Even for such a major event as the assassination of King Chu Xiang, Ge Cifeng revealed a little meaning, and Mao Tingsong didn't say a word, and went on the road with his bags on his back...

"Until now, I don't have your handle, and I don't know what you want... Get up, tell me what you want, I'll give you... I still have a lot to do. You have to help me kill Yi Xiaodao, kill the little emperor, kill Zhou Ziru... I still want to marry He Yue'er, and you are indispensable to help me..."Ge Cifeng chattered as if no one was around.

Left and right were in a hurry, and immediately turned around and ordered: "His Royal Highness the Prince of the World has an order, you must wait to step back ten zhang, and you are not allowed to act rashly without an order!" ”

Chu Xiangjun silently retreated, listening to everything that should be listened to and what should not be heard, and watching what should be seen and what should not be watched.

A dead man died, and His Royal Highness sat down beside the dead man, grieving, and that's all.

Ge Cifeng sat next to Mao Tingsong's corpse for a long time.

It was dawn, a round of the rising sun slowly rose, and the morning sun shone on Mao Tingsong's corpse, Ge Cifeng saw it clearly, and confirmed that it was indeed dead.

"Someone, buried." Ge Cifeng got up from the ground, and a hint of burning sensation brought by the sun brought him back to some senses.

The guards on the left and right summoned a team of soldiers, raised Mao Tingsong, and were about to ask where he was buried. Looking at Ge Cifeng's face, he didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly lifted it down.

"Get on the horse and keep chasing." Ge Cifeng's face was cold, concise, and he returned to his war horse, jumped on his war horse, and rushed forward along the official road with the reins.

The sea iron spear swept over, forcing back two dead soldiers, and one dead soldier could not dodge, was swept by the iron spear, and fell out of a few feet away. The three dead soldiers had just forced back, and another dead soldier rushed up behind them, and although they dodged in time, they finally had a lot of color on their hands.

Jia Hai looked around, and the other Chen Congwei were already more or less injured.

"Everyone, retreat, Hidden Clouds!" Jia Hai shouted.

As soon as the words of the sea fell, Chen Congwei's guards were no longer entangled, and they broke away from the battle group one after another, left their opponents, and evacuated eastward together.

"Want to go?"

"Stop them!"

"Don't let them run!"

The dead soldiers were just about to follow, but Zangyun turned over to the official road one by one, blocking the way of the Qilin Bow and the dead soldiers.

"Rack the sea!" Zangyun inserted the sword back into the sheath, but did not let go of the hilt, held the sheath in one hand, and blocked the official road with the handle in the other.

Jia Hai danced his spear with both hands, swept all the way, and danced a way out of the Qilin Bow Dead Soldiers, and of course, added several wounds to his body.

"Let's get started." The countless wounds on Jia Hai's body, fortunately, are all skin injuries, which look scary, but in fact there is no danger.

"Snow falls on a thousand mountains!" With a broken drink, the Zangyun long sword was unsheathed, and the person disappeared in place.

"Ahh

"What's going on!"

"Run!"

The dead were all good and bad, and some of them were in a high realm, and as soon as Zangyun made a move, people fled from this place. More dead soldiers were not so lucky, and before they could react to what was going on, they fell under Zangyun's sword.

Tao Fuyi flew into the battlefield again, mobilized his internal force, and threw out several dead soldiers in a row. Although Chang Yansheng is old, his eyesight is not bad, at least he saw Zangyun's figure shuttling back and forth, and he also raised his sword and entered the battlefield, wanting to stop Zangyun.

"Bell!" Zangyun's figure passed by, and a sword slashed over, but was blocked by Chang Yansheng, and the momentum forced him to take a few steps back. Chang Yansheng was about to entangle Zangyun, but Zangyun had disappeared.

"Back!" Zhou Linglong reminded loudly that Chang Yansheng was behind the sword, blocking Zangyun's second sword. The momentum of this sword was still huge, and Chang Yansheng staggered forward a few steps.

Zangyun didn't deliberately look for Chang Yansheng, but the speed was too fast, and Zangyun didn't know what he had chopped. In this way, after several swords in a row, Chang Yansheng gradually became a little unbearable.

"Let's go!" Tao Fuyi flashed to Chang Yansheng's side, grabbed Chang Yansheng and threw it at Zhou Linglong.

"Poof." With this effort, Tao Fuyi was slashed with a sword on his waist. This sword shocked Tao Fuyi into a cold sweat, and he hurriedly jumped out of the battle group.

Jia Hai looked back at Chen Congwei and the others who were far away, and shouted loudly: "Zangyun, go!" ”

Hidden clouds appeared in front of Jia Hai, and the strong wind almost blew Jia Hai's hair up.

"Alright, let's go." Jia Hai looked at Zangyun's confused appearance, knowing that he was out of strength again, and without saying a word, he picked up Zangyun and turned around and ran.