When the palace gate opened, Meng Fuyao immediately let out an "Ah" in shock. In her previous life and present life, she had never witnessed a scene where hundreds of thousands of people fought in one place. Seeing it with her own eyes now, she felt that her imagination was limited. The reality is the cruelest.
Ahead, a boundless mass of dark human heads poured into the eyes, the vast Tianjie Square reflected the palace palace like a mountain, the moonlight was like water, but it was a sea of blood and blood, and there were piles of wild beasts struggling, the wind blowing against each other The slashing people roared above their heads, and the roar also carried a bit of blood and murderous aura. The imperial guards in red armor and yellow clothes tightly surrounded the Beijing army in black armor and gold robes, like two giant snakes twisted together, one red and one black. Together, howls and crumbs of meat flew together wherever they passed, and the blood and the sky were the same color.
Zhan Beiye Yunhen is a battle-tested master, not as surprised as Meng Fuyao who has never seen the world, and without even looking at it, he just protects Meng Fuyao and rushes out. The fallen limb stabbed to death the soldier who had been knocked unconscious and rushed over to injure people. He was already covered in blood and his face was covered in splattered pieces of flesh within two steps.
In his busy schedule, Meng Fuyao turned his head and looked at Yuan Zhaoxu who was sitting high on the horse inside the palace gate. He sat quietly, not watching the chaotic battle outside the palace, not looking at the Qi Wang Yulin army assembled behind him, only looking at her.
The plain robe that was sunk in the darkness fluttered leisurely, dyed with moonlight and starlight, like the robes of a fairy above the nine heavens, and his posture of smiling and holding the reins in the bloody rain of the battlefield is still as elegant and dignified as before. .
Meng Fuyao was carried forward by the flow of people, getting farther and farther away from him, only to feel that gleam of gaze fluttered like willow silk like flying catkins, dragging and fluttering, always falling on his back, burning so hot that his heart was also hot, a little Subtle pain.
Biting his lip, Meng Fuyao was a little depressed, this person helped others too thoroughly, when is this, why didn't he leave, and was still planning for Qi Xunyi? She doesn't resent Yuan Zhaoxu for being on the opposite side of her—political choice, which has nothing to do with personal feelings, and from a certain point of view, she still ruined his business.
Opening his mouth, Meng Fuyao had the urge to yell at him to run away, but after thinking about it, he gave up in frustration. Yuan Zhaoxu has his own decisions in everything, and she can't change it just by saying it.
Sighing softly, Meng Fuyao turned her head helplessly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a snow-white fat ball emerging from Yuan Zhaoxu's arms out of the corner of her eyes, and very happily posed to her with a "good to go" gesture.
Meng Fuyao's face darkened, and she cursed, "You damn rat!"
Zhan Beiye glared at her immediately, "What are you doing cursing so well?"
"Hey, you're not as good as that dead rat!" Meng Fuyao raged inexplicably, and the unlucky Zhan Beiye looked at her in astonishment, wondering where she had taken the wrong medicine, so she couldn't make it through with the rat.
The three of them walked through the chaotic killing field, and when they saw someone jumping over, no matter who they were, they would kill them with a single blow. With the martial arts of the three, these soldiers could no longer hurt them. Seeing the melee in the street, Meng Fuyao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Yun Hen beside him suddenly fell down without a sound.
"Oh! The poison has been released!" Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand to catch him, and saw that the young man Ruxue's face turned paler, and even the thin blood vessels on his forehead could be seen, and there was a layer of faint black air under his long eyelashes. A sign of rising poisonous gas.
Meng Fuyao pushed his pulse back to Zhan Beiye, "He was injured originally, and he has been holding on to his breath. He wasted too much to protect me in front of the palace gate, and he is already at the end of his strength. He has to go to the hospital for treatment."
"Go to my post house. I have good medicine there, and I can ask someone to buy some useful medicine." Zhan Beiye helped Yunhen up, Meng Fuyao nodded, and stuffed a pill into Zhan Beiye's hand Pill, said, "Feed him one first."
Zhan Beiye took it and fed the medicine to Yunhen. Just as he turned his head away, he saw Meng Fuyao sprinting out. After a few steps, he ran into an alley on the south side of the square, running like a wolf. Zhan Beiye Furious, she shouted, "You treacherous woman—" As soon as she picked up Yunhen and raised her legs, Meng Fu chased after him, but Meng Fu shook his head and didn't look back. He passed by the soldiers fighting in the alley like the wind, and shouted, "Brothers, The general sent an order that the man in black who was chasing after him is a spy, whoever captures him alive will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold, and if he kills him, he will give away one tael of silver!"
Li Lingzhi faints, and under heavy rewards there must be brave men. The soldiers who were already dazzled by the beating didn't know whether the "general" was their own side or the enemy's, so they subconsciously swung their knives forward and quickly blocked him. At the entrance of the alley, the shining knife light waved snow-colored arcs in the night, crowding to "capture the spies alive!" Zhan Beiye chased to the entrance of the alley and was blocked by them, couldn't help being furious, and lifted his legs Then he kicked seven or eight soldiers flying, and the soldiers who flew out sprayed blood in mid-air, and rained blood on the top of the black mass of heads, and everyone was so shocked that they scattered and vacated a path, but it was such a delay , Meng Fuyao, who was already pretty good at lightness kung fu, has gone a long way.
Zhan Beiye stood at the entrance of the alley in a daze for a long time, and after a long while, he said bitterly:
"Woman, you can't escape! The ends of the earth, this king wants you!"