Qi Feng let out a low cry, and looked down, a sharp sword directly passed through his shoulder armor, and then slightly deviated a few inches downward, fearing that it would kill him.
A mouthful of blood gushed out.
The stabbing sword envoy showed ecstasy, but he did not get carried away with complacency. Immediately afterwards, he drew out the blade sharply, preparing for a fatal blow to eliminate future troubles.
Once the knife was pulled out, the feeling of flesh and blood being cut by the blade of the sword, the heart-wrenching pain made Qi Feng's mind go blank, and he could only see that the blood was pouring out, spouting scarlet into the twilight sky.
He subconsciously raised his sword to resist, but the pain stimulated his nerves, making him retreat step by step, but the envoy became more and more courageous as he fought. Several times, he almost killed him.
"Qi Feng!" Song Yi shouted hysterically.
The entangled young men shouted while fighting, as if they could call back Qi Feng's scattered soul.
The sky is getting darker and heavier, pressing on everyone's heart, reflecting a river of blood on the western sky, corresponding to the distance, scorching hot and dazzling.
Qi Feng frowned, and he seemed to hear another voice, a voice that urgently needed his life, was calling his consciousness back bit by bit.
"General Qi! Help me!"
Chu Yu held the dagger in his arms and stared at the person who appeared suddenly with eyes full of fear.
The envoy of Xizhou smiled evilly, raised his knife, and slashed at Chu Yu without saying a word, without mercy.
Chu Yu shrank back tremblingly, watching the gleaming knife cut towards him.
With a sound of "Ah!", his eyes were closed tightly, and Qi Feng's exhortations echoed in his ears.
'Put your life in your own hands. '
These words were like a spell, prompting the dagger in his hand to move forward. There was a sound of "ßÚÀ²", as if it had been submerged in something, and it was accompanied by a "bang" sound of thunder.
Chu Yu was so frightened that he took the dagger and quickly withdrew his hand. His face was moist, as if water had been sprayed on it, but it was still warm and had a pungent fishy smell. Disgusting.
The desperate struggle outside the carriage is heating up. Everyone is resisting to the death, because they cannot retreat.
"Qi Feng! Hold on!" Song Yi rushed to deal with the enemy in front of him, and ran towards Qi Feng in a panic, "Master, I'm coming!"
Qi Feng slowly regained his senses, turned his gaze horizontally, and raised his sword to resist vigorously. He can't die yet, he can't!
This is his way, and he has not finished it yet, so he must not fall down, must not.
The envoy didn't expect that Qi Feng still had the strength to resist, and made a desperate fight. Seeing the determination to put it to death and then survive, he was a little flustered for a while, his footstep rhythm was disrupted, and he struggled to resist Qi Feng's attack.
Seeing the timing was right, Qi Feng stabbed fiercely without leaving any room. It directly pierced the messenger's abdomen. At this moment, another bloody machete directly pierced the messenger's chest, and the gushing blood sprayed Qi Feng all over his body.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a bloody devil crawling out of hell.
"Shhhh."
With the machete drawn out, Song Yi pushed the envoy's lifeless body away, threw it on the ground, carried the machete, crushed the envoy's head with his feet, and said condescendingly.
"Boy! He is my brother of Grandpa Song, whoever dares to touch him, I will kill him!"
Qi Feng didn't have time to pay attention, he drew his sword, and rushed to the carriage, pushed away the envoy who was lying on the carriage board bleeding like a river, and opened the curtain to have a look.
Chu Yu's face was covered with blood, and he held a dagger tremblingly, his lips were trembling, and his pupils were filled with endless fear and helplessness.
"QiGeneral Qiyou are here."
Qi Feng's heart twitched, showing a bit of distress, and said softly, "The end will be late."
Chu Yu shook his head, the tears in his eyes could no longer be held back, they rolled over like a dike, and he threw himself into Qi Feng's embrace, "General Qi, Yu'er is afraid."
"Don't be afraid, the end is coming."
Qi Feng patted Chu Yu's back lightly, trying to calm down his emotions, he picked up the cloak in the carriage, put it on, and wrapped Chu Yu in it.
"Your Highness, let's go."
After finishing speaking, he picked up Chu Yu and jumped onto the tall horse beside him, glanced at Song Yi, and then headed north, billowing up dust and sand.
Chu Yu, who was only a head smaller than Qi Feng, became smaller and smaller, and his whole body was hidden in the cloak, which protected him like a solid city. And he is a frightened kitten, curled up in Qi Feng's arms.
Thunderbolt bang bang, the deafening sound of fighting was chasing and killing Qi Feng and Chu Yu like devils, and there was also Song Yu in it.? shouted loudly.
"Good men of the Li Dynasty! Swear to the death to complete the mission! Hurry up! Protect His Highness and leave! Let's go!"
Chu Yu looked dazed. Hearing the sound of horseshoes, it was clear that he was getting farther and farther away from him. He should be running in the opposite direction. They were not together at all. How could he say he was protecting himself and leaving?
Taking a peek at Qi Feng's face, he has a strange look, as if he has mixed and ravaged all the emotions together, like a palette, but in the end there is still a word "sorrow", lingering in his eyebrows and eyes, and lingering for a long time.
Even so, the horse's speed didn't slow down at all, but got faster and faster. It was so fast that everything was gone, only the wind whizzing by my ears could be heard.
The sky was dark, the twilight in the west covered the last twilight, the darkness climbed up to the sky little by little, and then eroded the light in a large area. The falling paper is dark, covered with half-yellow and half-green dead branches and weeds, on the undulating hills, it looks particularly cautious.
"General Qi" Chu Yu called out with a trembling voice, pulling Qi Feng's clothes, "There is the sound of horseshoes, it seems that someone is chasing"
Qi Feng's expression changed, and he frowned, "How far is it?"
Chu Yu pondered the distance, "Hurry up" Looking in the direction as he passed by the cloak, he was shocked, pointed and said, "General Qi, look there is a bright spot"
Qi Feng glanced back, immediately reined in the horse, spun around for a while, and then got off the horse.
Chu Yu sat tremblingly, not daring to get off the horse, "General Qi, they are coming after them, why don't we go?"
"I can't go anymore." Qi Feng stretched out his hand to Chu Yu, "Your Highness, are you willing to believe in the last general?"
Chu Yu didn't answer, but bit her lip and asked, "General Qi, will you protect Yu'er?"
Qi Feng curled his lips, "Naturally."
"That Yu'er believes in the general." Chu Yu put his hand into Qi Feng's, giving him firmness, like two floating duckweeds clinging to each other.
After a while, the hooves of the life-threatening horses chased after them. Qi Feng and Chu Yu hid behind the hill, not daring to make a sound, and only peeked. There were three envoys chasing him, holding torches, seeming displeased. After Dudu Nangnang said a few words, he saw one of them flying off the horse. He was less than four feet tall, with a tiger head and a tiger brain, but his ears were surprisingly big, like two fans.
Lying on the ground on his side, with his ears pressed against the soil, he seemed to be listening to something. After a while, he got up and pointed in this direction, "Over there." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com