I don't want to die.

Zhu Qianyun gasped, the armor on his waist had already been torn, and a terrifying blood mark ran through the front and back. She stared coldly at the approaching wolf cavalry in front of her, and the remaining dozen or so armor soldiers surrounded the carriage without flinching for a moment.

It's not going to die.

The Iron Tribulus King, who was not far away, looked coldly at these armor soldiers, as well as Zhu Qianyun standing among them, the terrible scar on his face was still bleeding. Little did he expect this bone to be much harder to gnaw than he expected. He didn't expect that this woman named Zhu Qianyun would be so determined.

In this environment, the wolf cavalry not only has an unparalleled suppressive power, but also makes people fearful. As slaves of the soul of the Beast, the Warats never fought by their strong flesh or the blessing of the Beast, but by their beast-like habits to destroy the psychology of their enemies and make them fearful.

However, Zhu Qianyun's firmness and composure made Sha Mojie feel an indescribable panic.

He suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, the man with the night slash under the banner of the man, those eyes that even the beast was afraid of. And when the knife-wielding girl raised her eyes and stared at herself, Shamojie felt that familiar sense of fear again.

Like... It's too much of a resemblance.

The same ruthlessness, the same indifference. There was no hesitation or hesitation, as if he were a pure killer, without any mercy or gentleness.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and the Tribulus King's heart was filled with determination.

You can't let her go, you have to kill her before she grows up.

Letting her go will make her the second Han King.

Warat definitely couldn't afford to have a second Han king.

The bones of his hand swelled slightly, and the wolf's tooth mallet in his hand seemed to have been pinched and deformed. Sand Demon Jie's chaotic eyes were full of killing intent, and he had already given up his plan to capture Zhu Qianyun alive in order to do more. Because he found that if this girl was allowed to grow up, the future Wara was destined to be hit hard by the Ming Dynasty again.

She must be killed.

Don't want to be killed.

Standing side by side with Tang Guan, Joan of Arc on the side was silent, and the giant sword in his hand exuded a strong blood qi. Feeling the breathing sound of several people behind him, Zhu Qianyun's mind has never been so clear. She stared at the Tribulus King not far away, and the thoughts in her mind began to boil.

It is possible to win.

The Iron Tribulus King's Six Realms, his Xiao Beast Soul can make him become the Seven Realms in a short period of time.

I'm in the five realms, but...

There's Wan'er.

"Guan'er."

Zhu Qianyun suddenly took a deep breath, spit out slowly, and then said to Tang Guan behind him in a flat voice, "Help me." ”

"Okay."

Tang Guan didn't hesitate for a moment, and put his hand on Zhu Qianyun's shoulder.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The Iron Tribulus King did not hesitate, and with an angry shout, he stepped forward directly, and smashed the giant mallet in his hand hard, and the soul of the beast was also attached to his body, giving him endless power.

Rumble!!!

Joan of Arc calmly raised her greatsword and blocked the Tribulus King. Then she kicked hard, and with one kick, she broke the wolf cavalry that was sneaking up on the side. But this action was quickly reacted by the Tribulus King, and his right fist slammed into Joan of Arc's heart, blasting it away.

Bite.

The sound of metal staggering was particularly harsh, and the Iron Tribulus King looked at Zhu Qianyun who was close at hand, but he didn't dare to move forward an inch. He looked at the girl in front of him in disbelief, and his hands began to tremble.

Dragon.

It's a dragon.

The jade seal behind Tang Wan was engraved with endless dragon and tiger qi, and her body was full of spiritual qi. The palm she put on Zhu Qianyun's shoulder is also constantly providing surging strength.

"I thought you were strong."

The black dragon-like eyes had snake-like vertical pupils, but there was an endless amount of evil fire in those vertical pupils. The black scales are gracefully patterned with gold, holy and evil. The girl seemed to be draped in a golden robe, but she was firmly imprisoned by the dark chains, revealing the dragon bone and dragon heart.

The Night Slash in his hand had been engulfed by dragon scales, and it slowly swayed like a broken giant tail. Zhu Qianyun tilted his head slightly, and his golden vertical pupils were full of oppression and indifference. She slowly lowered her arm, and the giant mallet that she was blocking fell to the ground unconsciously, and the Iron Tribulus King Sha Mojie, who was originally at ease, also began to tremble.

It's a dragon.

Beasts, monsters of mountains and forests, and the lord of all ghosts. Meng Yuan worshipped it as a god and raised Xiao beasts with the method of human sacrifice, intending to control the Central Plains forever.

Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't bear the tyranny of Mengyuan, looked for the five-clawed golden dragon, broke the Mengyuan Xiao beast, and then built the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang, killed Meng Yuanzhizhang.

Dragon, the dragon that devours the beast.

"The Beast."

Zhu Qianyun's voice was hoarse and chaotic, like the voice of a black dragon entrenched in Wushan, giving people an ethereal but heavy feeling. She raised her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand, and the dragon's scale-covered claws tightly grasped the handle of the wolf's tooth mallet, moving slowly.

"Aren't you afraid of dragons?"

The wolf's tooth mallet shattered in response, and the Night Slasher cut through the night on Shamojie's chest. The blood flashed through the clouds, and Sand Devil's huge body suddenly flew upside down and slammed into the trees.

"How could you be a dragon?!"

Sand Mojie struggled to stand up, he looked at Zhu Qianyun in disbelief and roared, "How can you be a dragon?!" You are obviously not the son of the old emperor, you are just the daughter of the King of Han, how can you..."

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Sha Mojie's pupils constricted, and a look of consternation appeared in his eyes. Soon, he burst into a maniacal laugh.

"Haha

Laughing, Sand Devil Jie smiled happily as if he had thought of something. He pounded his chest hard and laughed hysterically: "I see! I see! ”

"Good! All right! ”

He stretched out his hand, pointed at Zhu Qianyun like an entrenched dragon, and laughed: "Mess up! Give me all the mess! Daming is finally over! Your father is so smart! So smart! Old emperor, you should be in such a mess! ”

"What the hell are you talking about?!"

Zhu Qianyun said in a deep voice: "Why did you enter the Ming Dynasty? ”

"You should ask your father."

A hideous smile appeared on his rough face, and Sha Mojie twisted his head and said with a strange smile: "Ask him why I came." Ask him why you're here. ”

"Also, don't forget to ask him why the Wei River burst!"

With a sudden roar, Sand Demon Jie raised his right hand vigorously, and a bloody light shot straight into the sky.

Suddenly, Zhu Qianyun stepped forward and wanted to stop Sha Mojie. However, the wolf cavalry was not afraid of death at all, and rushed directly towards Zhu Qianyun, blocking the other party one after another.

It's over, it's a step too late.

His heart suddenly sank, and Zhu Qianyun understood that Sha Mojie was transmitting a signal. If the Wei River bursts as the other party said, the unsuspecting Taiying and the villages downstream will all be submerged.

"Slave of the Beast! Let your wolves dance! ”

Sand Demon Jie laughed maniacally, as if he was about to see the Wei River that burst its banks.

The grass was blown by the wind, making an embarrassing grinding sound.

The expected wolf howl did not appear.

The crazy vines did not tear the riverbank, nor did the Wei River burst its banks.

Only Sha Mojie raised his right hand like an unsuccessful art student, standing in place awkwardly.

And at this moment, in the dense forest on the side, a shirtless person smeared with strange blood light slowly walked out. Sand Demon Jie was shocked when he saw the other party, and roared angrily:

"Slave of the Beast! What are you doing?! Shouldn't you control your wolf and make the riverbank burst? ”

"Maybe you want to strike."

Zhuge Qing was half-leaning on the treetops, she looked at the beast slave who collapsed violently, and the sand demon jie who was not far away with a stunned expression, and showed a kind smile.

"Zhou Gongzi said that slavery is anti-feudal but not advisable, and it is better for you to pay people."

With a flick of the dust, the body of the beast slave vanished. And Zhu Qianyun and the others also breathed a sigh of relief, the original solemn atmosphere was swept away, and joy spread all over the crowd.

Dao Chief, as always, is reassuring. (End of chapter)