It took Ning Jiuwei, Qi Lexuan and his party two hours to get out of the cave in Dabie Mountain and rode quickly toward the south gate of Ying City.
However, Ning Jiuwei was still late. When she arrived, the south gate had been breached. She watched Dali's soldiers fall one by one, while Daliang's general Chen Gu waved his blood-stained sword. A broad knife is like cutting radish and cabbage.
At this moment, Ning Jiuwei felt a surge of energy and blood from her head. Without thinking, she snatched the bow and arrow from a soldier, nocked the bow and drew the arrow, and did it in one go.
The arrow flew through the air, mixed with the wind and snow, and shot directly through Chen Gu's heart. Then Ning Jiuwei rushed into the south city. The scene inside the city was not much less tragic than the scene outside.
Qi Lexuan and Mu Nanfeng who were following behind also had red eyes when they saw this scene. They drew out their long swords and saw the soldiers in Daliang, killing them one by one.
Ning Jiuwei looked around, and finally found Shen Jiang kneeling on the ground among a pile of dead people. At this time, his shirt was covered with blood, and every part of his face and hands were spared. The handle was already soaked with blood. The bloody sword was propped on the ground, barely keeping him from falling.
"General Shen?" Ning Jiuwei saw this scene and hurriedly dismounted and checked Shen Jiang's condition.
Hearing the voice, Shen Jiang tried his best to open his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, he spit out a mouthful of blood. He tried his best to speak: "Fourth Master, Fourth Master is still fighting at the city gate. Go quickly..."
Ning Jiuwei was even more worried when she heard Shen Jiang's words. She turned her head and looked at Qi Lexuan and said, "Lexuan, I'll leave General Shen to you. I'll go find Qin Lin."
Bai Hua hurriedly followed and said, "Girl, I will go with you."
"Leave this place to me, you just go." Mu Nanfeng looked at Ning Jiuwei. Although he also wanted to follow him, he knew clearly that there must be someone guarding the south gate. Now Shen Jiang fell , only he can guard it.
Ning Jiuwei nodded, and with Bai Hua in tow, the two of them galloped towards the city gate, leaving a series of imprints on the snow with their horse hooves.
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"Qin Lin, I admire you very much. If it weren't for Jiuwei, I think we should become friends." Di Qingchen looked at Qin Lin, who was already full of scars but was still holding on, admiration flashed in his eyes.
Qin Lin looked at Di Qingchen, sneered, and said, "You have always been ambitious. Don't use Jiuwei as an excuse. No matter what time, you and I can never be friends."
After hearing Qin Lin's words, Di Qingchen pursed his lips and said nothing. The long sword in his hand was curled into a sword flower, and the tip of the sword was pointed at his eyebrows. He said, "No matter what, you will die today. As long as you die, Jiuwei will definitely not reject me."
"You are wrong. Even if I die, she won't like you, Di Qingchen. The reason Jiuwei doesn't like you is because you are too hypocritical. The hypocrisy is disgusting." Qin Lin looked directly at Di Qingchen, He said without changing his expression.
Hearing Qin Lin's words, a look flashed across Di Qingchen's eyes. He knew that what Qin Lin said was right, but he had used this hypocritical face for so long that he no longer knew what his true face was.
Di Qingchen did not speak, but pushed the sword towards Qin Lin. No matter what, Qin Lin must die today. As long as he dies now, whether it is Yingcheng or Jiuwei, it will be his.
Before Di Qingchen could take action, the long sword in Qin Lin's hand knocked him over unexpectedly, and then quickly stabbed Di Qingchen's abdomen with the sword.
It's a pity that because Qin Lin was seriously injured, no matter how fast he was, Di Qingchen was unintentionally much slower. He dodged it, leaving only a blood mark on his waist.
At this time, heavy snow gradually fell from the sky, like goose feathers, falling on the swords of the two people, covering up the cold light. Di Qingchen tapped his toes, and in the swirling heavy snow, like a rainbow penetrating the sun, piercing Towards Qin Lin's neck.
Ning Jiuwei looked at this scene and had no time to think about it. The long sword in his hand was thrown directly at Di Qingchen's sword. The edge of the sword was deflected, and Ning Jiuwei's sword also fell directly on the snow. In an instant, Covered by heavy snow.
Bai Hua quickly rushed to Qin Lin, stretched out his hand to support him, and asked: "Fourth Master, are you okay? Where is Mo Yu?"
Qin Lin ignored Bai Hua and looked at Ning Jiuwei, who was not far away wearing a white fox fur. The corners of his lips curled up slightly and he said softly: "Are you here?"
"Well, I'm here." Ning Jiu smiled back.
Di Qingchen looked at this scene and felt it was extremely dazzling. He locked his eyes with Ning Jiuwei and said, "Jiuwei, take a good look at this person. He can't protect you at all, why did you choose him? "
"Di Qingchen, I don't need anyone's protection. What I want is someone who can stand side by side and walk hand in hand." Ning Jiuwei spoke with perseverance in her eyes.
"Since you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to destroy him." Di Qingchen said coldly.
Ning Jiuwei looked at the dark group of Daliang soldiers, gritted his teeth, took out the Jiaotong Fengwei Qin from behind, and sat on the ground, seamlessly blending in the snow.
Soon, in the middle of the fight, melodious piano music came, like a spring breeze, soothing everyone's scars. However, not long after, the music turned sharply, and the murderous aura of iron and blood rushed towards the face, faintly carrying the smell of blood.
Di Qingchen frowned, only feeling that there was not much. She turned her head and looked around, and saw that the soldiers' eyes were blurred, and they even started to attack each other and their companions.
Accompanied by the increasingly faster and louder clang, the soldiers' movements became faster and faster, as if someone was operating. Soon, the white snow turned into a bloody field.
"What did you do?" Di Qingchen looked at Ning Jiuwei, veins jumping on his forehead.
However, Ning Jiuwei ignored him at all. Her fingers moved faster and faster, and the clanking sound kept coming from her fingertips. The two soldiers beside Di Qingchen even started to attack him.
Di Qingchen couldn't stand it anymore and quickly killed the two people around him. He strode towards Ning Jiuwei, but was stopped by Bai Hua.
Although Di Qingchen was also injured, Bai Hua's injuries were also serious. The two fought for a while, and it was obvious that Di Qingchen had the upper hand.
"That's enough." Di Qingchen's hand directly pressed on Ning Jiuwei's Jiaotong Fengwei Qin.
Although the sound killing can kill people invisible, for the operator, being suddenly interrupted is like the power of luck going crazy, and the injury is very huge.
'Pfft~'
Ning Jiuwei raised her head and looked at Di Qingchen's face that was suppressing anger. She covered her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood on the snow. She then closed her eyes and leaned back, with a hint of red reflected in the white.
"Jiuwei, what's wrong with you?" Di Qingchen looked at Ning Jiuwei and raised his hand to hug her.
Then a black figure suddenly appeared next to him, and Ning Jiuwei fell into Qin Lin's arms. He endured the wounds on his body, held Ning Jiuwei in his arms, and glared at Di Qingchen.
At this time, Mo Yu had already escaped from Mei Yao's hands and followed Bai Hua to Qin Lin quickly to prevent Di Qingchen from hurting Qin Lin again.
Di Qingchen was about to take action again when he saw a black flag. The leader, Mu Nanfeng, came over with ten thousand horses. He glanced at the two men unwillingly, knowing that the best opportunity to take Qin Lin's life had passed. , had to turn around and leave.