Are you afraid of death?

A voice asked softly.

Chu Liusheng raised his head with difficulty, and the blood on the ground had soaked through his clothes. His face was covered in scars, blood from his cheek to his chin.

In front of him was a pair of delicate boots, noble blood-red leather, sewn with delicate gold silk edges. Chu Liusheng lay on the ground in embarrassment, and the man in front of him stood in front of him, looking down at him coldly.

Chu Liusheng's throat was full of blood, and he choked so much that he couldn't speak.

I ask you, are you afraid of death?

The man's cold words came, and there was impatience in his words. After speaking, a sharp long knife hung down, and the tip of the knife flashed in front of Chu Liusheng.

Chu Liusheng nodded hurriedly and with difficulty, the pain coming from his whole body made him shiver.

That's right.

The man smiled coldly, his hand raised and fell, and a gust of wind swept through, and Chu Liusheng's struggling arm was cut off.

"Ahh

"This knife is a sacrifice to the tens of thousands of homeless and displaced people of Dawn in my Great Moon Country!"

Another blade slashed, and Chu Liusheng's other arm was broken.

"Ahhhh

The man stomped on his face and held him down.

"This knife is a sacrifice to the humiliation suffered by the royal family of my Great Moon Kingdom for nearly a hundred years!"

The man played with the long knife with blood in his hand, admiring Chu Liusheng's painful appearance.

"Aggression, war, massacre, my Dayue country is full of blood, the people are struggling to make a living, and they have fallen victim to the war machine, can't you see these as a prince?" After the man finished speaking, a knife went down, slashing through Chu Liusheng's eyes, blood spurted out instantly, and he could only let out a faint moan.

"Full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, what he does is something that is better than a beast, and he deserves it. The man slashed Chu Liusheng's body again, and his legs also left his body.

Chu Liusheng's voice gradually became quieter, and the strength of the struggle was exhausted.

"Remember, the person who was treated like this by you in the Great Moon Country back then was Princess Aqiao, who is also my mother. The man withdrew the knife and looked at Chu Liusheng, who was no longer moving at his feet, and the hatred and anger in his eyes were like turning over the river and the sea.

"Remember my name, and don't forget when you go to hell, my name is Ye Buliu. The man said coldly and withdrew his foot. At this time, Chu Liusheng's breathing had slowly weakened, and he no longer reacted.

Ye Buliu turned around and left, leaving Chu Liusheng's body with his limbs cut off, and a large body of soldiers in armor around him.

The blood flowed like a river, like a hell.

Where am I? Am I going to die?

Chu Liusheng struggled to open his eyelids, and the surrounding scene gradually changed from blur to clear.

It was a sumptuous carriage, and the woods outside the mahogany shutters receded rapidly, a delicate red knot tied to the window frame, swaying gently.

Chu Liusheng looked around weakly, his body was completely unconscious. Suddenly, a familiar pretty face appeared above him, staring at him with bright eyes, his eyes full of worry.

"Are you awake, Your Highness?" It was a good-looking woman, with no blemishes on her fair face, and her long black hair hung down, gently swaying on Chu Liusheng's face.

Lu Yao...... Chu...... Are you dead?" Chu Liusheng spit out a few words with difficulty, and his mouth was immediately filled with a smell of blood.

Han Luyao shook his head and said softly in a gentle tone: "No, Your Highness, as long as you are here, the Chu State will have the last hope, and the people of the Chu State will always stand behind you, and so will I." Your Highness, there is hope for everything. ”

As she spoke, tears flashed in her eyes, and she looked distressed.

After Chu Liusheng listened, a warmth surged in his heart, he wanted to hold Han Luyao's hand, but his whole body had no strength. Suddenly, a violent premonition hit, and I panicked, ignoring the pain in my body, and struggled to say, "Be careful......

It was too late, and there were bursts of dense arrow wind whistling all around, and it sounded like thousands of arrows were coming, with the howl of death, which made people shudder. In the blink of an eye, the sound of arrows piercing into the beams of wood came from outside the carriage, and the wails of people being shot by arrows.

"The chief striker general of the Great Moon Country, Ye Bu, will not stay here, and the tyrant of the Chu State will accept his order!"

Han Luyao hurriedly looked out the window, and a trace of cold murderous aura appeared in his eyes. She quickly picked up a sharp dagger from behind her and said, "Your Highness will be here for a while, and the slave maid will come when she goes." ”

Chu Liusheng's heart felt as if he had been cut off, and his heart ached, he wanted to grab Han Luyao, but his body was already unconscious, and he could only watch her get up and leave the carriage.

This is goodbye.

Chu. Imperial capital.

An old man with gray hair and a dark and wrinkled face, dressed in a black robe and holding a cane in his hand, stood humbly in the hall. In front of him stood a tall man, dressed in a wide cloak that enveloped him almost entirely. At this time, the hall was not lit and it was pitch black.

The man turned his back to the old man and asked in a hoarse and calm voice, "National Teacher, are you ready?"

The national teacher behind him bent over, and the old voice came: "Back to Your Majesty, the prince has left the palace safely, guarded by the Praetorian Guard, and the old minister has also arranged for His Royal Highness to accompany Han Luyao to protect him, and there will definitely be no difference." ”

The man looked out of the window of the hall, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "I heard that the troops of the Dayue Kingdom have crossed the Liao River and taken Hanzhou directly, where it is the only way for the carriage and his party." ”

After hearing this, the national teacher bowed down more humbly and said, "Old minister...... I don't know, the national strength of the Great Moon Country is still weak, and it has always been a vassal of our country, but I didn't expect to fall into the well at this time and cut off my back road, but ......"

"That's enough!" the man interrupted the national teacher, "I don't want to hear this now!"

The national teacher hurriedly packed up his robe and knelt on the ground in a hurry, not daring to speak.

"Heaven is going to kill me. The man continued, his voice slowly lowering.

"Heaven is going to kill me!" the man yelled into the sky, his eyes reddening.

Outside the imperial capital.

The sky had turned blood-red, obscuring the sky, and the endless land was covered with wolf smoke, and the blood-red soil had been soaked with blood, and mutilated corpses were buried underneath. The faces of the corpses varied, some looked at the sky unwillingly, some twisted their facial features in pain, and some closed their eyes peacefully.

Qin Ziying walked under the gate of the imperial capital, covered in blood, as if he had been doused head-on. There was a crazy look on his pale face, and his face was full of heavy killing intent.

"Who else can fight with me!" Qin Ziying raised his head and shouted above the city wall, his body looked thin and unusually tall in the setting sun.

Behind him, thousands of Qin cavalry slowly poured in, and layers of corpses were trampled under the hooves of the horses, piling up like a mountain.

"Drink!" A rough roar came, and a figure jumped down from the city wall, and its huge body smashed towards Qin Ziying like a boulder.

Getting closer, Qin Ziying raised his head and looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and the bright long knife was particularly eye-catching in the sunset.

Qin Ziying quickly unsheathed his sword and stubbornly blocked such a heavy blow, and at the same time, with a swing of his sword, a burst of white light swept around him, so fast that only afterimages were left.

The figure didn't have time to parry such a quick blow, and retreated again and again, sticking the long knife in his hand into the ground before barely steady.

Qin Ziying looked coldly at the injured man in front of him, and said, "Wang Mang, the best among the swordsmen of the Chu Kingdom, although I don't know how the strength of the swordsmen is ranked, but I think your strength should be enough to be at the top." ”

Blood overflowed from the corners of Wang Mang's mouth, he glared fiercely at Qin Ziying in front of him, and a heavy voice came: "The younger generation is not talented, and he is the fifth on the list of swordsmen in the world." ”

"Yes, you can. Qin Ziying shook the sword in his hand twice seemingly casually, and said, "Then do you know who I am?"

Wang Mang looked at his disdainful expression, his heart was furious, he jumped up regardless of the pain, and the knife in his hand slashed five steps away from Qin Ziying, and a domineering sharp knife intent slashed towards Qin Ziying, ordinary people would have been reduced to the point of being cut in the waist under such circumstances, but Qin Ziying just looked condensed, and a sword was handed forward, and before the knife intent could be slashed, the whole person turned into an afterimage.

Wang Mang's heart was cold, he had already heard of the ghost of Qin Ziying's sword, he didn't wait to find Qin Ziying's whereabouts, he hurriedly put the knife on his chest, and a thick aura spread around, and the whole person was instantly like King Kong was not bad, and all the laws could not enter the body.

When Qin Ziying's sword stabbed the knife in front of Wang Mang, there was a piercing loud sound, his tiger's mouth was suddenly shattered, and the wound on his body seemed to hurt again.

Such a light and fluttering sword, there is actually such a powerful power, his speed is ghostly, and before Wang Mang can react, the next moment, Qin Ziying's figure has quietly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sharp sword light is attacking his chest.

Such a powerful sword qi! Wang Mang's expression changed greatly, at this time, even if he used a rock-solid sword qi to protect himself, he was only afraid that he would be defeated by Qin Ziying's sword qi with one blow.

In this case, simply fight! Wang Mang defended and attacked, and picked up the knife in front of him from top to bottom, the huge heroic power seemed to come from the earth, and there was a huge roar in the air, like an overwhelming force to meet Qin Ziying's sword blade.

Boom! Like a small mountain crashing, this force and the blade of the sword collided in an instant, and there was a sharp grinding sound. Qin Ziying's movement to send the sword was slightly sluggish.

"I can't do it. Qin Ziying said coldly. The left hand hit the hilt of the sword hard, and in an instant, an incredible force came from the sword body, and a few light blue lines lingered around the sword body, and the whole sword began to tremble and beep.

"It's ...... Sword Spirit?!" Wang Mang said in disbelief, swinging his sword with both hands, constantly resisting the sword qi coming towards him.

"You're dead. The corners of Qin Ziying's mouth curled up a little, and the two fingers of his left hand stretched out, leaning forward, slashing across the smooth sword body, and the light blue light became more abundant.