The Legend of Chu Qiao: Division 11’s Princess Agent

Chapter 196

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The sound of the machine crossbow came again from behind. She turned her head abruptly, but she only saw Yan Xun's ashen face, the man's hand was like a sharp knife, held firmly in front of her chest, as if he was about to swipe it down forcefully.

Not caring about anything else, no dignity or pride could compare to the overwhelming panic and fear at this moment, she knelt down on the ground with a plop, and kowtowed frantically to him, her forehead was already covered with blood in just two strokes. She cried out in grief with tears streaming down her face, and opened her hands, blocking in vain in mid-air.

"Yan Xun, please, please, don't, Yan Xun, please..."

Yan Xun looked at her, her forehead dripping with blood, and his heart ached.

This woman was the only person who followed him when he was lonely and hopeless and had nothing. He was Ah Chu who had been with him for eight years in the prison of the imperial capital. He had vowed to protect her all his life and give her a happy and peaceful life. It's a pity that the old oath will be overthrown by himself after all.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and pulled out a faint smile, just like many years ago, when she came back outside and saw him writing on the desk, he raised his head and smiled slightly at the girl standing at the door , the smile under the lamp is as gentle as spring water.

Ah Chu, in fact, I have never changed, but you never know what I really want.

But now, I want to tell you my beliefs, my ambitions, and everything in this way.

"put!"

The world suddenly became so quiet, the wind and snow seemed to have stopped, and she could no longer hear any sound in her ears, only the birds flying in the sky flapped their wings and passed over their heads, so free .

Twenty thousand Black Eagles rode on horseback and fired arrows at the same time. The densely packed bows and arrows covered the sun like clouds, and the sky instantly fell into darkness. Metal waterfalls fell from the sky across the sky, and the arrows were tied with long ropes. The arrow flashed with sharp barbs, and shot towards Zhuge Yue's direction.

"Protect the general!" Yue Da was covered in arrows, one leg had already been cut off, but he jumped up like a tiger and fell in front of Zhuge Yue. The remaining moon guards were dripping with blood, even with only one finger left, they were still crawling with all their strength.

The arrows didn't hit them, but like iron hands, they were deeply inserted into the hard ice layer, and the barbs pierced the ice surface, grabbing tightly. Yan Xun gave an order, and the 20,000 horses suddenly turned around, Qi Qi raised their heads and neighed, thousands of whips swung down, the horses quickly raised their hooves, and galloped away neighing.

The rope at the end of the arrow straightened instantly, the sound of bang bang was endless, the hard ice layer collapsed suddenly, the ice surface shattered, and the cold water suddenly spread up. Watching Zhuge Yue's figure flicker, he fell into the cold icy water. The ice of Chishui pierced into the skin, with a coquettish red, his eyes looked at her, so calm, without resentment, without hatred, without joy, without despair. Just like many years ago, he looked at her expressionlessly, watched her stay away again and again, watched her turn her back again and again, watched her stand opposite him again and again, holding a bow and crossbow sword, slashing at his body forehead.

The time was so fast that she couldn't catch a tail, Chu Qiao opened her eyes wide in horror, knelt down on the ground, and big tears rolled down silently. She slumped up the first two steps, like a doll in panic, looking helplessly at everything in front of her. Their gazes were intertwined, moving and sinking slowly, the cold wind swept across the white snow on the ground like a howling beast, and raised a large pale snow mist between them, like white banners of undead.

The cold water covered his figure in an instant, he could no longer see those cold and indifferent eyes, he could no longer see that lonesome and slightly raised jaw, and even the black hair disappeared in a flash. Under this icy and snowy frozen lake.

Chu Qiao opened her mouth wide and wanted to shout, but she couldn't make a sound. The cold wind poured into her throat, and she began to cough profusely. She struggled to stand up, staggered and ran, and jumped into the cold In the piercing lake water.

It was so cold, like sharp ice thorns, piercing her soles and calves, piercing her waist and neck. rummaged through. The sun shone from overhead into the deep water, and struggling shadows kept floating in front of my eyes, and the smell of blood echoed between the water waves.

No, no, still no, she cried out in despair, the tears flowed down, mixed with the ice water and blood, her face was livid, her body gradually stiffened, and her movements were no longer sensitive, she felt that someone was grabbing her waist, someone was Pull her up.

No, she didn't want to go up, she pulled out the dagger at her waist, and turned around to cut off the rope that entangled her at some point. However, at this moment, a pair of icy hands suddenly pressed her wrists, so powerful, colder than water, they resolutely stopped her movements.

Chu Qiao looked back with a tacit understanding, and a handsome face suddenly came into view, black eyes, pale lips, and a high nose. He looked at her with burning eyes, held her hand, and pushed her up vigorously. Blood continuously overflowed from his wound and poured into Chu Qiao's nose and mouth. She wept with joy, opened her arms to hug him, and held him tightly with her palms, trying to pull him up together.

Zhuge Yue snatched her dagger, took her hand, stroked her palm with his fingers, and wrote messily over and over again: live... live... live... live...

"Come with me!" She opened her mouth and shouted in vain, but she could only spit out a string of broken bubbles.

He shook his head slowly and continued writing: Live!

Her tears fell frantically, she shook her head desperately, and grabbed him tightly.

with me! with me! Live with me!

I don't want to go up alone, I don't want to live in debt to you for the rest of my life, I don't want you to die, I don't want me, I don't want it!

The strength on her waist kept dragging her up, she was already frozen, only her fingers were still holding onto him firmly. She never knew that his death would make her feel so flustered; she never knew that he had unknowingly penetrated into her heart so deeply; An excuse; she never knew that seeing him leave would make her heart ache so much.

Zhuge Yue, Zhuge Yue, please, please don't be so cruel, don't let me bear the pain for the rest of my life, if I can't pay back, then let me die with you with my life.

The light became brighter and brighter, she cried silently, tears blurred her vision, she could only see his gentle eyes, fingers clasping his arms in despair, all the words that could not be uttered came through those struggling fingers After the stomach passed, she was still shaking her head desperately, pleading desperately. In a trance, she regretted so much, regretting why she said to Yan Xun those words that had been hidden in her heart for more than a year? Why provoke him? Why not ask humbly earlier? If so, Zhuge Yue might not die.

Pain and fear were like an endless abyss, gradually engulfing her, and she grabbed him, refusing to let go.

Zhuge Yue was still so handsome. For the first time in his life, he looked at a person so tenderly. His wish for many years was like a short and pitiful dream, and he got a shallow answer in an instant. He paddled vigorously, gently upwards, stretched out his arms to hug her thin back, and then left a gentle and cold kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Tears came out of her eyes in an instant, mixed with the water and stuck to Zhuge Yue's lips, despair seemed to pierce her heart for a moment, and cold water gushed in, filling the tunnel in her heart.

Her body was already completely stiff, and the strength on her waist and abdomen continued to hit her. She slowly moved upwards, slowly upwards, her arms gradually straightened, and Zhuge Yue bit by bit opened her fingers that were holding him tightly. Finally separated, staggered, and farther and farther away... Chu Qiao stretched out her arms slumpedly, watching him sink little by little, sinking little by little, her clear eyes were drowned by the water waves, her warm lips were as pale as paper, It was cold and dark all around.

There was a heart-piercing pain in her heart, the sky was shining into the water, she couldn't see everything around her, only his eyes were left, looking at her tenderly and firmly, as if he was still saying over and over again: Live, live...

Live on, don't forget, you still have a lot of wishes.

Once upon a time, she had said this to others, but when she looked back suddenly, she suddenly realized that there was another pair of eyes silently watching behind her.

The moment the water broke through, she felt that she was dead, and the sun shone on her face, making her in a trance for a moment. Yan Xun hugged her nervously and called her name loudly, but she couldn't hear her at all, everything about her died in the icy lake below, and what came out now was just a piece of cold flesh and blood.

The wind on the snow field is blowing quietly, pale birds are flying in the sky, the sun is about to set, the wind and snow have stopped, the sun is as red as blood, and it casts a red light in the direction of Sunset Mountain, so beautiful, so beautiful pretty.

But after all, he will never see it again.

She suddenly began to panic, and her body miraculously gained strength in an instant, which made her push Yan Xun away desperately, and staggered towards the ice breaking place. Yan Xun was shocked, he ran up to her and hugged her tightly, she was only less than five steps away from the entrance of the broken ice cave, but she couldn't move forward even a single step. Her desperation and heartache hit like a flood, and she finally couldn't control it anymore, knelt on the ground, and shouted mournfully: "Come out! Come out!"

A mouthful of blood suddenly sprayed out and landed on Yan Xun's wrist. She cried desperately and fell to the ground, her body trembling violently like a leaf in the autumn wind.

"Achu!" Yan Xun called her name in her ear, but she felt that the voice was so harsh.

She turned her head abruptly, stopped crying, and looked at him coldly.

What kind of look is that

Anger, hatred, disappointment, and sadness all passed away one by one, and in the end there was only ashes of despair and heartache. She looked at him, tears streaming down her face, all the hopes for many years were shattered, and all the persistence and dreams turned into fly ashes.

Yan Xun's previous worries, fears and heartaches finally cooled down under the cold eyes, he let go of his hands embarrassingly, stood up, and looked down at her.

A cold wind blew from the ground, covering her eyes with pale color little by little, her mind gradually flew away, and in a trance, she seemed to see the pair of black eyes under the deep lake again.

Live, live, live...

In the middle of nowhere, a deep voice rang in her ears. She closed her eyes in despair, sat down on the ground, and then fell into the boundless darkness. She only wished for a big dream and never woke up again.

The cold wind is still there, and the snowflakes are rolled up, slowly covering the broken ice surface, the world is desolate, and the world is so close.