The long wind blew up the dust on the ground and also rolled up Chu Zhiling's robe. His dark hair was slightly messy and dancing in the wind, and the small silver crown on his head was a little crooked due to the long fight.

He said he wanted to protect her, but he didn't expect that at the critical moment, it was she who protected him.

Because she was aware of the horse's injury and concluded that the horse could not carry the two people far, she gave up mounting and let him escape.

He didn't understand the care in her eyes, but instead thought that she was ignorant and unreasonable.

What was endlessly replayed in his mind was the girl's action of raising an arrow and stabbing the horse, and her eyes vaguely flashing with tears. Chu Zhiling clenched his fists tightly and pursed his lips into a line. He tried his best to restrain himself and was about to burst the dam.

Emotions.

Who leaves you the hope of life?

Who will never give up on you?

Who chooses to face the bloody storm alone, facing the uncertainty of life and death, but suppresses the deepest emotions in his heart and is unwilling to show any of them?

A girl like her doesn't want to talk about love easily, but she values ​​love and justice more than anyone else.

The sound of the wind was overwhelming, covering up the chirping of autumn insects. A few lone stars beside the crescent moon kept flashing, blinking as if they were about to shed tears. The night was lonely and the road ahead was long.

"Get up, get up, get up!" Chu Zhiling half-knelt on the grass, almost roaring at the black horse. The horse half-closed its eyes, exhaled a weak breath, and its eyes were filled with a dead color.

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Chu Zhiling clung to the grass tightly, dirt seeping between his fingers, and roared: "Get up!"

After leaving Xin Yue, the horse rioted wildly, almost throwing Chu Zhiling to death. The horse ran far away in such a state of pain and almost madness. Now without a mount, Chu Zhiling could only walk on foot.

It's a fantasy that Zhiling could reach Xin Yue in a short time.

On the other side, Xin Yue fought desperately, her strength was mostly exhausted, and she could be said to be on the verge of death. She felt pain in her abdomen, extremely painful. If this battle was normal, she might have a chance of winning, but now, she

You also have to restrain yourself and try not to make any big moves that could hurt the child in your belly.

Even if she knows that her life may be in danger, it seems that the mother protects her children out of instinct.

The long wind roared across the earth, and in the endless darkness, the thick smell of blood filled the air. Xin Yue was struck by a knife on his left shoulder, and thick blood bloomed.

As if he had telepathy, Chu Zhiling's heart tightened for no reason. In his anxiety, he couldn't help but kick the blood-stained black horse with his feet. The black horse fell to the ground motionless as if dead.

"Get up..."

Thinking that Xin Yue might not be alive in the next second, Chu Zhiling felt chills all over just thinking about it. He was not a fragile man. He had experienced many battles and had seen many massacres. When he was young, his family

He was executed by everyone in his family, and when he was young, he traveled around and was in trouble. He experienced a lot of hardships, but never as helpless and painful as now.

His family members died when he was still young. At that time, he was still ignorant and did not know what death was. Later, when he grew up and saw other people's families with parents and brothers, he understood what loneliness and isolation were.

Now, there is a woman who is so dedicated to him. She pricked her hands full of needles just to make a small ornament for him. She easily let go of Meiko who almost killed her because she was worried about his feelings. She was suspicious of her when he doubted her.

After letting her down, she still chose to leave the hope of life to him. Many people said that she was arrogant and difficult to support, but she never asked him to do anything, not at all.

Just now, she could have asked him to stay and share the hard times, which would increase her chances of winning a lot, but she still let him go. He thought, it's not that she hadn't thought about asking him to stay, but after weighing it, she still didn't want him to take the risk.

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What does a husband want from such a woman?

Chu Zhiling pursed his lips, and then said to the horse: "Get up...get up..." Later, the roar turned into a pitiful plea, "I beg you to get up..."

He is a man like a king. No matter how difficult he is in his life, he has never asked for help from anyone. At this moment, he has shed all his pride and turned to a beast for help with red eyes.

How could we allow such weakness if we didn't have deep love?

He doesn't want her to die...

Just think of never being able to see her again, never hear her laugh, never see her raise her little chin and look at him with bright eyes, never hug her when she is tired, never watch her frown and draw... Just think of her

When he is gone, there will be strong sadness in his heart.

The horse seemed to be spiritual. When he saw Chu Zhiling's complexion, he raised his eyelids.

It seemed to sense the strong mood of its owner and gave a low "hiss" sound, like a gentle comfort.

"Get up, stand up!"

The horse moved its legs and struggled to hold on the ground. When Chu Zhiling saw it getting up, hope was ignited in his heart. He encouraged the horse and said, "Stand up, stand up like a man! Follow your elder brother and charge into the battle.

Go save my eldest brother’s woman!”

The horse stood firmly on the ground, its eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that it was enduring great pain.

"Good job!" Chu Zhiling sat on the horse, picked up the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and moved forward quickly. The sound of horse hooves sounded in the night.

However, after running for about twenty steps, the horse's legs gave out and both the horse and man fell to the ground.

"Ouch..."

Dark clouds gathered around the moonlight, the sky was terrifyingly dark, and the fallen horse whimpered in pain.

Xin Yue retreated from a distance, forced himself to stand on the ground with his sword, and looked at the people in front of him with gloomy eyes: "Don't you believe in Bushido? With so many people bullying me, a woman, are you considered men? As long as you are

If you are a bit bloody, just come one by one, let’s fight alone and have a sword show!”

After saying that, he used the sword in his hand to perform a move commonly used by Chunin, and his eyes shone with a compelling light.

For Xin Yue, no matter what, fighting alone is less lethal than a collective siege, and her chance of survival is also much greater. This inspiration also comes from the samurai's seppuku suicide just now. She hopes these people can also have it.

Such a warrior spirit.

When she saw that everyone was silent and no longer attacked her like before, she felt happy, which proved that this move was feasible.

Suddenly a dull and rough voice sounded: "What are you doing standing there? The most important thing in Bushido spirit is loyalty. You are the samurai of the Qianye family. You must eradicate the enemies for the Qianye family, and Yukiyo Tsukushi is your enemy! Give them all.

I'm going to go, don't waste time, kill her! Our Lord will be richly rewarded!"

"Yes, Lord Shimono Mamoru!"

Shimono Shou's face was still stained with horse blood, and his funny face was extremely ferocious. When he looked at Xin Yue, his eyes were ruthless and decisive, but also arrogant and proud, as if he was facing an ant that would collapse after just a few flutters.
Chapter completed!