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It was still half an hour before the time of Haishi, and there was no news that the gunpowder had been received yet. Chuyao sat on the stone bed with legs curled up, arms crossed and clenched fists resting on his knees, and his chin resting on his forearms.
There was no expression on her face, but the blue veins on the back of her hands revealed that she was very nervous at the moment.
Jiang Li hurriedly walked into the stone room where Chuyao was, and said to her: "Miss Song, the gunpowder is here in time."
Chu Yao didn't raise his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I see."
The gunpowder has arrived, and now the war should begin. The most dangerous move in this chess game is irreversible. She can only pray silently and wait for the dawn.
Jiang Li also knew the current situation, so he withdrew from Shi Jian and stopped disturbing her.
After Haishi passed, she was still sitting like this, as if she was like a statue, motionless. For some reason, the uneasiness in her heart continued to increase, as if something was pulling her.
Finally, Chuyao moved her numb legs and stood up from the bed. She walked out of the stone room, walked to the place guarded by Jiang Li, and said to Jiang Li, "Let's go back to Khenpo."
Jiang Li was astonished, maybe now is the time when the fight is the most intense, it is really not wise to go back to Khenpo.
"No, I can't go back now." Jiang Li refuted Chu Yao coldly.
"Your task is to protect me, he didn't let you restrict my actions." Chu Yao said in a deep voice, striding out.
In fact, Jiang Li was also worried about the battle ahead. Chuyao insisted on going back now. He had nothing to refute what she said, so he could only follow her out of the underground palace.
He felt that Chuyao seemed to be very anxious this time, and the difficult battle of defending the city of Yezhou did not see her current appearance, and she was faintly uneasy.
?The two rode their horses around Hangzhi trail to Panlong Valley. The terrain of Panlong Valley was dangerous and they couldn't move forward with horses, so they abandoned their horses and climbed the mountain twice.
Just halfway up the mountain, they met a small guard from the Yan Kingdom. Jiang Li guarded Chuyao behind him. The soldiers drew their swords and crossbows to surround them. The soldiers fought.
Chuyao stood behind the tree and hesitated for a while, but turned around and wanted to go first. Her uneasiness became more and more uneasy as she got closer to the peak of Panlonggu.
Behind the mountain, there was the sound of booming cannons. Chu Yao didn't know who the casualties were, and he only wanted to go to the top of Panlong Valley.
The sky turned pale, and Chuyao stumbled and avoided the skirmishers fighting on both sides. She saw many corpses and scorched earth that had been bombarded by artillery fire. She took the sword from the dead soldiers and climbed to the top of the mountain with her body supported. Go, the higher you go, the more rugged and difficult it is.
By the time she climbed to the top of the mountain in a mess, the rising sun was already hanging in the sky with the setting moon. Such a heresy scene is really rare.
Panting, she leaned on the tree trunk with her hands, and looked at two people standing on the chain bridge from a distance, one black and one white figure, which could be distinguished even in the gray fog.
Just as Chuyao was about to approach, someone grabbed her ankle suddenly. She turned around and saw that it was a surviving soldier of Yan Kingdom. His face was covered with blood, and his arms were tightly clutching her and refused to let go. Chuyao lifted his foot and couldn't break free. Wrinkling his eyebrows and swiping the sword, he stabbed at the man's back again, his face twitched ferociously, he closed his eyes, and buried his head in the soil.
Chuyao's ankle finally broke free, and when she turned back to look at the chain bridge, two black and white figures were already fighting in the air, and she was so fast that she could no longer see how they were fighting.
Sometimes the toes lightly tap on the chain bridge, and the bridge body shakes slightly unsteadily, as if it is about to collapse at any time.
She didn't expect Xiao Jing to lead his troops into Panlong Valley in person, and now it seems that he has indeed been ambushed.
As the sun rose, the clouds and mist in the valley gradually thinned, and the two figures in white and black were gradually seen clearly. Rong Shaoyang's left arm already had a stab wound, and the blood was very bright on the white clothes. And Xiao Jing was dressed in black, so he couldn't see clearly what his current situation was.
The fine gravel embedded in the rock wall at the end of the chain bridge began to roll down, falling along the mountain wall into the bottomless abyss.
Rong Shaoyang and Xiao Jing were still fighting on the bridge, and the swaying arc of the chain bridge became wider and wider. Suddenly, Xiao Jing hit Rong Shaoyang's palm, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out, staining Rong Shaoyang's white clothes. After vomiting blood, his movements did not slow down, and he tried his best to point the tip of his sword at Rong Shaoyang.
Rong Shaoyang flew forward and retreated, Xiao Jing pressed every step tightly, and the two flew away from the chain bridge and landed on the ground.
Because they were facing each other, Xiao Jing was the first to notice Chuyao. Rong Shaoyang looked sideways, and both of them flew towards her. His sword was held in front of him.
Rong Shaoyang lost the opportunity, suddenly turned around halfway in the air, and directed his palm towards XiaoJing's back blow, Xiao Jing was hit by him like this, and his body flew towards Chuyao's side even more quickly.
With a sound of silk cracking, Chuyao's eyes widened in shock, Xiao Jing's body threw her to the ground, and the sword in her hand sank into Xiao Jing's abdomen, piercing through his body and exposing half of the sword.
"No!" Suddenly, a hoarse cry sounded.
Rong Shaoyang looked sideways, and it turned out to be Fu Yunyan. She flew towards him like crazy, with sharp sword moves in her hand, Rong Shaoyang frowned, and went to deal with her.
Xiao Jing lay on Chuyao's body, vomiting blood from his mouth, he murmured intermittently in her ear, the expression in Chuyao's pupils changed suddenly, and he murmured absentmindedly: "Impossible, this is impossible."
"Ididn't lie to youdon'twill lie to you" Xiao Jing vomited blood again, and the blood spilled on Chuyao's face On Mo's hair, he had struggled to speak incompletely, and his voice was as soft as drizzle falling to the ground, almost inaudible: "I sincerely forgive you."
"Impossible, impossible, you lied to me" Chuyao suddenly pushed Xiao Jing away as if possessed by an evil spirit, and pulled out the tip of her sword. She looked at his face and body without focus of blood.
He was already on the edge of the cliff, and with Chuyao's push, half of Xiao Jing's body was about to come out of the cliff. His eyes gradually relaxed and he smiled at Chuyao. Suddenly startled, Yao rushed over to grab Xiao Jing's body, but only caught a piece of cloth on his body.
"No!!!" Fu Yunyan was restrained by Rong Shaoyang right now, seeing this scene, his voice suddenly exploded like a mountain torrent.
Chuyao withdrew her hand in a daze. She turned her wrist and looked at the black cloth in her hand. On it was the night crow she embroidered in Tongzhou more than a year ago. It had been torn to pieces and only the crow's head remained .
She closed her eyes, stood up with a shaky body, walked to Rong Shaoyang's side, and said softly, "Let her go."
Rong Shaoyang glanced at Chuyao complicatedly, and retracted the sword that was on Fu Yunyan's neck.
Fu Yunyan climbed to the edge of the cliff, looking at the valley where the clouds and mists were fading away, the expression on her face gradually became blank. After a long time, she opened her mouth, her voice was so cold as if it came from the ground: "Song Chuyao, what are you doing now? If you don¡¯t kill me, I will definitely make you return a thousand times and a hundred times in the future!¡±
Chuyao looked at her back and said nothing. She deceived her, used her, and finally killed her beloved. It was she who pushed her from a friend to an enemy step by step.
"Okay, I'll wait." Chu Yao lowered her eyes, her voice trembling.
After finishing speaking, she clenched the black cloth in her hand, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Rong Shaoyang glanced at Fu Yunyan who was weeping on the cliff, put the sword in his hand behind him, turned around and followed Chuyao down the mountain. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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