The wind was blowing and roaring, and they approached the silent tent bit by bit. The night wind howled, and the curtain of the big tent was blown, and she could even see the white fur carpet inside the curtain, and in the dark night, there was a pleasant smell of golden wings, which was so extravagant and lulled one to sleep.
Swish! Chu Qiao slashed at the arm of a guard, and ran forward without fear.
Boom! A thunderbolt suddenly exploded on the ground, shaking everyone's scalp numb. The hunting torches were lit, and the smell of pine oil immediately permeated the audience.
At this moment, the child lying on Zhuge Yue's back suddenly yelled, and Chu Qiao raised her head. She felt as if falling into an ice abyss, her whole body was cold, and she couldn't utter a word. The hand holding the knife became tighter and tighter. tighter.
Mo'er's voice was already hoarse, and the child went crazy, beating Zhuge Yue's back desperately, this child whose family was ruined finally lost his innocence, like a little beast driven to a corner, with a pair of red eyes eyes, screaming in despair,
"Stars! Stars!"
The child screamed desperately, tears streaming down his face, his voice was like a wolf cub abandoned by his mother, he stretched out his hand to the little girl lying on the ground, his chest heaved and heaved, panting heavily. The torrential rain slapped his face, his eyes, and his body. Everything was crimson. The meandering blood gathered on the ground to form a red vortex. The heavy rain continued to wash away, and the smell of blood reverberated in the air. , filled with the ups and downs of the cold wind.
At that moment, Chu Qiao tightly held the knife in her hand. The lightning in the sky exploded one after another, she took a deep breath, but still couldn't restrain her body trembling. Her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, but her eyes were black and bright. She suddenly remembered the timid look of the child when she left. In her innocent smile, there was a little bit of careful flattery. She said, sister, I'm leaving first, and I'll come back tomorrow.
I'll come back tomorrow... I'll come back tomorrow... I'll come back tomorrow...
A cavity of grief and indignation rushed into her throat, she slowly raised her head, then jumped off the horse, threw away the scabbard, raised the saber high above her head, clenched her hands tightly, and stared at the golden tower with cold eyes. big account.
"Bad guy! Bad guy!"
The child was still crying, Zhuge Yue also jumped off the horse, the man was very calm, patted the child behind him, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, save your energy, shedding tears for the enemy is an act of a coward."
Ouyang Mo stretched out his small hand and wiped away the tears on his face, but in those eyes, he could no longer see the innocence and innocence of a child.
Little Xingxing's body was randomly thrown in a ditch in front of the big tent. There was only one fatal knife wound on his body, which had been soaked white by the rain. Her eyes were wide open, but there was no hatred inside, just panic, fear, and fear. Her body is so small, she has no shoes yet, and her pale little feet are exposed outside the skirt, which is shocking.
And in her hand, she was holding a dagger.
It was the one that Chu Qiao gave her when parting.
Two middle-aged people lay beside her, a man and a woman, presumably Xing Xing's parents.
The cold wind blew up Chu Qiao's lake-green dress, and that luxurious dress was already soaked and stuck tightly to her body. She raised her head, took a deep breath, and then took a sudden step forward. There was no hesitation or sadness in her eyes for a moment, only courage and perseverance to move forward.
In an instant, the bright knife light and terrifying murderous aura flooded the audience instantly. Chu Qiao jumped up in an instant, a bright white saber light cut through the darkness, and slashed down suddenly, beheading all doubting voices and eyes in the saber.
"Ah—" The sharp hiss broke the silence of the rainy night, and the wounded soldiers let out beast-like screams.
Chu Qiao threw away the weakness of all women. At this moment, she is a warrior, a cold-blooded and fearless killing machine. Her knife was stuck on the soldier's chest, and she exerted force with her feet. She stepped forward suddenly, the blade pressed against the soldier's body desperately, and ran forward.
"Surround them! Protect the master!"
In the chaos, someone was shouting loudly, and everyone's eyes became wild in an instant. Now that they have become the turtles in the urn, as long as they are cut under the knife, it will be a great achievement.
But this kind of frenzy was only for a moment. In the next second, the soldiers realized in horror how ridiculous their thoughts were, because while they were in a hurry to deploy their defenses, the other party had already started a crazy massacre!
From beginning to end, they never thought of running away!
A gorgeous knife light pierced the void, and the two soldiers rushing forward screamed and retreated at the same time, one of them even had a leg cut off, blood sprayed everywhere, and the screams started. A soldier approached from behind, wanting to sneak attack, Chu Qiao didn't turn her head, and stabbed the man's heart fiercely with a backhand knife. She bent her waist slightly, stood in the heavy rain, her body was frozen, and then she drew the knife suddenly, and a column of blood gushed out instantly, all splashing on her body.
She didn't even frown, her eyes looked around coldly like an eagle, and she was terrified wherever she went. She stood up slowly, and then, dragging her saber, she stepped forward slowly.
"Grab her!" a guard chief yelled again.
Zhuge Yue snorted coldly, swung his arms, only to hear the sound of piercing through the air, the scabbard of Po Yue Sword whizzed away, and then pierced the guard's stomach viciously with a terrifying gesture!
"Uncle, kill them!" The child shouted with red eyes without any fear.
The cruel massacre caused a young child to lose his original compassion and kindness. He waved his fists and shouted loudly, like a battle-hardened war madman.
"The Young Master's family has an order, whoever can take the heads of these three people will be rewarded with a thousand taels!" A servant came out of the big tent and ordered to everyone.
However, before he finished speaking, Chu Qiao and Zhuge Yue rushed forward in an instant and jumped into the crowd. In an instant, a large crowd of people came from all directions, and countless hands, feet and knives shot at them. Then, the screams suddenly rose into the sky, and almost instantly, countless roars resounded through the sky, and blood from broken limbs spurted to the surroundings. shoot. No longer caring about the temptation of money, the crowd rushed around, many people almost scrambling to escape.
In a blank area, only Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao stood side by side, looking at the dark crowd with contemptuous eyes. The man was covered in blood and asked calmly, "Are you still alive?"
"I can't die." Chu Qiao looked at the people in front of her with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You come to restrain these people, I will enter the tent."
Zhuge Yue frowned, and was about to refute, when he saw Chu Qiao's figure shot out like an arrow from the string.
It was another round of fierce fighting, Zhuge Yue cursed in a low voice, but still took a few steps to catch up, clearing a short space for her. In the huge big tent, Yan Xun frowned and leaned on the warm couch, Ah Jing stood aside with a knife, listening to the movement outside, and then said in a deep voice: "Master, let Yan Wei take action, these two people work hard Hard."
Yan Xun gently rubbed his temples with his hands, and said coldly: "No need, these minions of the Liu family, it's better to stay here."
"But," Ah Jing frowned, "it can't be that there is no one from the Liu family, so it will be difficult for us to do things in Bian Tang."
Yan Xun waved his hand and said flatly, "Wait a little longer."
At this time, Chu Qiao had already rushed to the front of the big tent, and there were only five bodyguards of the Liu family standing in front of her, but she just gave them a cold look, then stuck out her tongue and slowly licked them. The blood on the cheek, the casual attitude and the arrogant gesture of not taking everything seriously, instantly destroyed the confidence of these people.
Then, she raised the knife again, mercilessly, yes, she is the most perfect killing machine in the cold weapon era.
There was a dead silence in the big tent, only the sound of fighting from outside could be heard, Ah Jing was sweating slightly on his forehead, and finally couldn't help asking again: "Young Master..."
Yan Xun frowned, for some reason, a trace of boredom emerged from the bottom of his heart, as if he had forgotten something, as if there was a voice screaming crazily in his heart, but he couldn't hear what the voice said. The sound of fighting outside was so loud that he once again recalled many memories that he didn't want to recall. Finally, he waved his hand lightly and said, "Go."
Ah Jing let out a long breath, and was about to speak, but at this moment, a voice as cold as snow suddenly sounded, like a long sword piercing through the sky, cutting through the darkness of the dark night, and shining a terrifying image between the sky and the earth. sharpness!
"Liu Xi! Get out of here!!"
On the day when he escaped from Zhenhuang City, standing under the pitch-black and empty sky, Yan Xun said to himself that he would never be afraid of anyone, never afraid of anything, all the forces standing in front of him , will be ruthlessly torn up by him. He will use his knife, his fist, and his strength to announce to the whole world: the king of Yanbei is back, and he will repay all the crimes and humiliations that have been inflicted on him.
However, at this moment, he was terrified. Without even wearing his shoes, he suddenly jumped up from the warm couch, and then staggered forward, regardless of his care, and rushed towards the door like a madman.
"Young master's family!" The guards in the big tent turned pale with shock, and rushed forward in unison. Ah Jing stopped Yan Xun, he didn't hear the voice clearly, he simply thought that his master was angry and wanted to rush out to fight the enemy.
"Master! Don't be impulsive! That kind of person is no match for you!"
The sound of weapons clashing sounded, and Chu Qiao's voice rang out again, "Liu Xi! Get out!"
But this time, even Ah Jing froze in place.
Inspired by the strong wind, there was a broken sound, the curtain of the big tent was sliced open, a bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, and exploded behind the woman, the sky and the earth were bright white, and her bloody figure suddenly looked like that As tall and straight.
Standing at the door, with a faint disdain between her brows, she proudly held up her saber, pointed the blade at Yan Xun, and hummed softly, "Liu Xi, I didn't expect it to be me."
Yes, I didn't expect it, how could I think of it
The candles in the big tent were blown out by the wind and rain outside, and the faint light shone on the woman's pale face. At this moment, words were no longer enough to express Yan Xun's mood, he stood there like a piece of wood, wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say, he just frowned tightly and looked at her deeply , Can't spit out a word.
Chu Qiao looked at him coldly, her tone was neither humble nor overbearing, without any emotional fluctuations, she pointed the blade at him, "Betrayed Yanbei, betrayed Datong, slaughtered the same clan, tell me, should you die?"
At this moment, the Yan guards who had been hidden outside the big tent moved out together. These soldiers who have experienced countless battles are naturally not comparable to those of Liu's personal guards. He rushed out from the two camps next to him with a sharp weapon, and surrounded Zhuge Yue and Chu Qiao tightly in one fell swoop. The crossbowmen were ready, but when they saw the woman standing in the middle of the field, they were all startled and forgot to make a move in a daze.