MTL - The White-Haired Imperial Concubine-Chapter 54 Bye Bye Now (1)
054 Bye Bye Now (1)
Ugh! The nine emperor sighed helplessly, "Seven brother, you ..."
"Enough is enough." Zong Zheng waved his hand without interruption to interrupt his words, his lowered eyebrows covered his eyes. He stood up and didn't want to continue the ridiculous topic. "You cheated me all the way, just to say that?"
The ninth prince looked innocent, and said, "I didn't lie to you. I really thought that person was the one you were looking for. Who knows that the birthmark was painted ?!" He didn't pierce his seventh brother, in fact he knew Before the seventh brother returned, he knew that person was not, but the seventh brother still returned. He just helped the seventh brother to find an excuse for him to come back.
Zong Zheng glanced at him with a faint glance. He immediately hugged a flattering smile and said, "Okay, it's my bad! I shouldn't lie to you, um ... I don't think I miss you? You It ’s been more than a year since I left, and my father did n’t let me out of Beijing. I had to use this method to lie to you. ”What he said was true. Father did n’t let him out of Beijing. He tried to get Qige back to Beijing! "Seven brother, I have never been to Jiangnan. When you go back next time, tell your father, take me with you, too? I heard that Jiangnan is picturesque and beautiful, like a cloud, which is right for me Mind, I want to check it out. "
Yes, Jiangnan is very good. Picturesque, beautiful like a cloud, but these could not keep his heart. Zongzheng put down the cup in his hands and stared at the sky. At this moment, there was a sudden cloud gathering in the clear sky. A white dove flew from the east and flew straight in front of him, staying in his open palm.
The ninth prince walked over and asked, "Who is this news?"
Zong Zheng unfolded his creed at first, his face suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. The ninth prince hadn't seen it yet. He had received the creed and put it in his palm, and said in a deep voice: "Leng Yan, prepare the horse immediately." Out of the wind. It seems that something extraordinary happened.
The ninth prince might as well be shoved by him. In order to stabilize his body, his toes kicked the stones with a severe bruise, and he screamed in pain, jumping with his feet several times. Looking up again, Zongzheng worry-free people have disappeared. Thinking that Qi Brother had a strange look, he couldn't help but hurriedly stomped and chased out.
"Qi brother, wait for me."
Mid-mountainside of the cool lake shore, fierce fighting continues. Corpses piled up, and even breathing was disgusting blood.
The four men were injured more or less, and their movements were significantly delayed than before. The men in black were still brave and followed, as if they could never finish. If it weren't for the men in black saying "Live," I'm afraid they would be forced to fall into the lake without being killed. The physical strength gradually became unsupported, and the black people on the opposite side still surged in like a tide.
Manyu felt that the whole arm was numb and no longer her own. She was exhausted, and she was still desperately waving the sword in her hand. It was pierced into the opponent's body again fiercely, and the hot and humid blood splattered out, and fell on her face, covering her eyes, leaving only a scarlet one in her eyes, and no other.
The man in purple was busy protecting her, and asked, "You don't care?"
The man reached out and wiped his face with a hand, and then printed the Yin Hong blood stains on his hands, just like when she crawled out of the car before dying, after wiping her hands on the forehead, that was her Hyundai looks at his last look. The pungent smell of blood filled the tip of the nose, dipping inch by inch into the bottom of the heart, causing the internal organs to tremble. The bright red color could not hide the paleness of his face. She shook her head firmly, her fingers almost unconscious still struggling to grip the hilt in her hand.
The man in black shrank his pupils and shouted, "I'll give you another chance. It's too late to leave now."
Upon hearing this, the man in purple said, "Girl, you go quickly. Leave me alone."
Manx pursed his lips tightly, didn't speak, and the sword in his hand never stopped. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to be afraid of death.
Linger saw that her condition was not right, and said anxiously, "Master, just let me stay and help them. Just go ... I beg you, let's go!" She is not distracted. After a short pause, there was an extra blood stain on his waist, and the blood was rushing, shocking.
"Linger!" Mancha exclaimed. The man in purple is looking sideways, but a niece is injured, which can make her so nervous! It turned out that she wasn't always calm and indifferent at all times. She had something she cared about. In this world, she can make her panic, for fear is only true love! At this moment, the imaginary fairy in the illusion suddenly became real in his eyes.
The man in the purple clothing suddenly threw away the sword in his hand, and his actions were crisp and clear. Without hesitation, he said loudly to the man in the black clothing, "I will arrest you and let them all stop."
The middle-aged man was horrified and exclaimed: "No! You can't do this, don't forget your identity and the mission you carry on your shoulders!" No longer leave him alone, but serious. Remind him in an elder tone of what he should or should not do.
The man in purple clothes raised his head and said, "I can't let a woman kill my life. Otherwise, how can I stand up to the future and educate the people?"
"You ..." The middle-aged man couldn't say a word because he was blocked by him. He could only use a sword to block the attack in front of him, causing his own danger.
Manxi shook his head and sighed, waiting to speak, but heard a distant sound: "Stop!" The voice was loud and full of energy.
With the sound of this voice, many more archers appeared on the mountain to surround the whole mountain, all of them were full of bows, and there were thousands of people.
"Xiang Ying!" Man Xi saw the leader with a happy heart, and was finally relieved. But I felt strange, why is Xiangying here? Is it possible that Fu Zhao got the news and sent him to bring someone to rescue her? But he brought so many people, they didn't even hear anything?
The look of the man in black changed drastically, and countless thoughts emerged in an instant. While everyone was stunned, the Qingfeng sword pointed at the man in purple and came out.
Listening only to the chirp, Qingfeng sword came out of the air, and its momentum was extremely rapid. There was no sword in the hands of the men in purple clothes, and they could not resist at all. They stood on the edge of the cliff and stood in a row. They could not even avoid it. They could only watch the sword straight toward his heart.
She was startled, and used the sword to stop at the same time as the middle-aged man, but did not expect that the internal force given to the sword was as strong. She did her best and only slightly changed the direction of the sword. Turned out to be ...
"Ah!" Qing Fengjian fell into the shoulder along the direction of her arm, stabbed into the bone, swept through with pain, the fingers loosened, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. Her body was blown out by the sword potential of Qing Fengjian, and plunged straight into the heart of the lake. In such a position, it is difficult to swim ashore, even if not injured.
Linger exclaimed in horror: "Ah, master ?!" She reached out and tried to grab the body flying up, but she was helpless and couldn't catch even a corner of her clothes. She hissed, "No! Don't ah-ah !!!"
The man in the purple clothes froze, looking at her flying body, and there was an instant pause in his mind.
Xiang Ying looks pale, he can almost predict how terrible his end will be!
Except for the pain of bone erosion, there was no other perception. In fact, death was not so terrible to her, at least, she felt so at this moment. Open your eyes and want to take another look at the world at last, blue sky, clear water, green mountains and white clouds ... She seems to see a white figure galloping on the water, rushing towards her, so fast! It was much faster than she fell into the lake, like a string coming out of a bow, and shot so hurriedly. But in an extremely perfect posture, it is more like an illusion. She couldn't help laughing at herself, didn't she give up?
She felt so tired, she killed too many people today, and subverted the thought and education she had received for more than two decades. This day, she completely accepted the fact that life in this world is worthless. She just closed her eyes and slept for a good night's sleep, but felt that her body hadn't touched the water, and then she slammed into a warm chest.
So familiar embrace! !! The past is like dust, passing her mind. She opened her eyes again, trying to see the person's face clearly, but lost her consciousness before her sight reached.
The man in purple, the man in black, the archer's guard leading Xiang Ying, and the dry man lying on the edge of the cliff, such as the white man who looked at the lake incredulously, flew on the water as if they were flat. The clothespins are flying, and they are handsome and elegant, as if the advent of God, saving the immortal who is about to fall. Whether they are friends or foes, these people have stopped fighting at this moment. In addition to their shock, their hearts are fortunate.
The woman in Zongzheng's anxiety embraced her to the shore, her face was already gloomy. The ninth prince gathered around, and saw the white clothes on the shoulders stained with black blood, and was surprised: "Seven brother, she is poisoned."