Chapter Twenty-Five: Death Is Not Dead
Yi Shaocheng stroked Duojiao's loose hair with his hand and stared at her for a long time.
At this moment, Yi Shaocheng's heart was like a knife.
Everyone knows that as long as you get out of this door, it will be a parting of life and death.
Who is the eldest princess Yanzhu?
Yi Shaocheng knew too well that her wrist was powerful! He had already sensed that a hundred steps away from this quadrangular building had been surrounded by a large army.
The aura exuded by these soldiers of the Dian royal family was very strong, judging from the aura of at least reaching the level of a martial arts grandmaster - with this heavy net of heaven and earth, it was enough to explain that Yan Zhu did not need to come to Riverside Town at all, but only waited for the result in the Sun River.
"Because it's a mortal game. ”
Yi Shaocheng's big hand rubbed lightly, exhaling a slightly turbid breath, and finally, he made up his mind to leave.
Before going out, Yi Shaocheng looked back and took a closer look at Qinghai Yi.
He smiled, and only felt in his heart that Qinghai Wing was really beautiful!
And at this moment, there was a look of expectation in Qinghai Yi's eyes when he looked at Yi Shaocheng.
She couldn't tell why her heart moved slightly, and even some hoped that he would live.
The thought was then frozen by the cold wind.
I saw that Yi Shaocheng opened the curtain and threw himself into the vast snowy field with a cold air.
Soon, there was a sound of rapid breaking through the air outside the house, and the sound of killing began.
Maybe.
There.
Treading the snow without a trace, the posture is like a rainbow.
Ten thousand arrows were fired in unison, and arrows flew.
The spear goes straight to the head of the general.
But the sound of the shout, at last, shouted out the wail of hurt and pain, and soon disappeared into the more fierce killing.
...... in the house
Qinghai Yi sat quietly on the stool, his tulle-clad fragrant shoulders trembling slightly, and this beautiful face always flowed with a kind of anxiety of waiting and waiting.
Finally, Qinghai Yi felt that the time was ripe to stand up, slowly picked up the sleeping Xiao Duojiao, and glanced at her, with a light smile in her beautiful eyes but with a hint of sadness.
"It's time for us to go!"
saw that she was suddenly shocked, and the whole person who was protecting Duojiao in her arms bounced up, directly piercing the roof of this ancient four-cornered building.
There are already a group of more powerful masters outside the house, always staring here. As soon as he saw the Qinghai wing rushing out of the roof like a shuttle, he immediately opened up all his fire and blocked it layer by layer.
Qinghai Yi skillfully borrowed his strength, and conjured countless phantoms to dodge in all directions, avoiding the blockade of layers of arrow storms.
The quadrangular tower burned violently under the combined attack of the enemy group, and the thick gray mist was also far away from the feet, and the Qinghai wing finally found a trace of life, turning into a touch of flying swallows and disappearing into the thick night.
......
On the big river outside the riverside town, the first warship of the Dian Kingdom, the Rosen, was parked.
Not only was the ship wrapped in thick bronze armor, but it also had dozens of extremely aggressive ballistas, and it usually carried a large number of crossbowmen. In the case of both protection and aggression, it also leads to its deep waterline.
At this time, the weather was cold, and the keel, sails, and ropes of the Rosen were covered with a layer of white frost, as if they had just experienced a tired long journey...... Throughout the ship, the lights were dim and the atmosphere was extremely bleak.
The deck was pitch black, and two lanterns swayed in the wind.
Yanzhu, dressed in military uniform, stood here alone, looking at the endless desolate Sun River.
After a long time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and there was a sound from under the ship's side.
It seems that the battle over there is finally over, and everything is settled by the time the dust settles.
However, Yan Zhu did not turn around, her eyes were still looking at the dark distance, as if nothing in this world could touch her cold heart.
"Why, I have this strange feeling? Is this what it feels like...... No, never, nothing can hurt me!"
If there is anything more sad than a memory at this moment, I am afraid that the report of the battle that came not long ago, and the few corpses that were brought back, her dragon archer guard, actually lost forty-eight at once.
And these forty-eight dragon archers were all killed by one shot.
Due to the severe cold weather, the blood on the wounds of these delicate-looking girls all showed gushing shapes, which shows the murderer's speed and hatred. Clean and neat, one shot to seal the throat!
"That Qinghai Yi will never dare to do this to my people, she has never dared to kill even a dragon shooter in her hands, otherwise, she will never want to be peaceful. I want to see who is so ignorant of the sky and dares to touch me......"
At this moment, Yanzhu only has an expectation after defeat, and thinking about how to settle this blood debt.
The wait didn't last long before I heard a "bang!" sound.
Yi Shaocheng, who was covered in blood, was pushed to the ground heavily, and this movement also disrupted Yan Zhu's thinking.
The eldest princess turned around slightly and saw Yi Shaocheng lying in a pool of blood on the ground.
"That's you, covering that Qinghai Wing to run away?"
"Haha, slut, kill me, hahaha......"
Yi Shaocheng was kicked in the ankle, endured severe pain and finally fell to the ground, the wound through the four or five arrows on his chest made him feel strong pain in the process of falling to the ground, but he laughed very freely, indulgent and even presumptuous.
It was really enjoyable to kill just now.
It's fucking enjoyable.
The dragon archers who thought they had mastered excellent shooting skills were like turnips and cabbages that he saw picking and killing at will. Once these archers have a distance advantage, they will double the tactical advantage, but this point is of little use to Yi Shaocheng. His usual move is to kill the enemy in close quarters, and even directly grab one as a shield, and then go crazy to slaughter the situation......
Yi Shaocheng dared to do this to her subordinates, indicating that she was ready to die a long time ago.
What's the use of being polite to someone like him?
"Answer me! You...... How did you save her?"
Yan Zhu endured the last patience, stood in front of Yi Shaocheng and asked a series of questions about her confusion over the years, her fingers were slightly bent, all because Yi Shaocheng was like a beast, a furious beast, and even Yan Zhu couldn't control her temper for a while.
"I am your ancestor. Yi Shaocheng scolded fiercely.
Yi Shaocheng's white teeth were covered with bloody mucus, and his blood-red eyes could spew fire.
"Ha, haha......" Yan Zhu laughed angrily, and suddenly the fingertips turned into short arcs that burst out with white edges, and suddenly slid past Yi Shaocheng's cheeks.
Suddenly, a splash of blood splattered.
Yi Shaocheng immediately felt a slight chill on his cheeks, as if something was missing, and when he realized that this was a fingerprint groove formed by the other party's scratching, Yi Shaocheng smiled even more unscrupulously.
"You, Yanzhu...... The eldest princess of the Dian Kingdom...... Now the supreme ruler of the Dian Kingdom. Hey, what are you afraid of, haha, you're panicking, you're afraid, you're worried...... Your poor heart is already restless. You're a stupid woman, you can't even kill a baby, and you want to kill me, haha. ”
If you don't die, you will be a prisoner.