Because of Galdan's order, in the face of Chen Meili's resistance, the people who were pressing in could only dodge and lay down with the waving sword.
When comparing the body with the knife, it is the body that suffers.
The knife has no eyes, but when one person falls, more people will take his place.
Xuan Ye behind him couldn't help but get anxious and snatched the big knife from Chen Meili's hand.
Immediately afterwards, Chen Meili was pulled aside by three or two people.
Chen Meili looked at Xuan Ye in surprise, wondering why he would do this
"Beautiful, how can you protect yourself and our children? I don't want you to be in any danger!"
Xuan Ye spoke hoarsely
Turning around, he met Galdan's eyes fiercely
Seeing Chen Meili being protected by his subordinates, Galdan looked back at Xuan Ye who was fighting alone
"You're not worried that I'll kill you!"
"What's so scary about death? Death is inevitable for everyone."
Xuan Ye smiled coldly and looked at Chen Meili, who was stopped by someone.
Yes, for him, Xuan Ye, death is not terrible. What is terrible is that leaving him is afraid of beauty.
Can't be with the beautiful one
A faint smile, sad and decisive
"Beauty, you have to protect yourself, you know?"
Xuan Ye spoke quietly, his voice not loud but still full of nostalgia.
"You surrender, if you surrender, kneel down and beg me for mercy, maybe I can spare your life!"
Galdan couldn't help but speak
"Galdan!"
The mage on the side gritted his teeth and spoke. She knew that Galdan seemed to have softened his heart because of his beloved Chen Meili, for that woman with a big belly and someone else's child!
A pair of eyes looked at the besieged Chen Meili with hatred.
Killing intent flashed in her eyes
"surrender!"
Xuan Ye snorted coldly, looking straight at the man sitting on the horse with a pair of eyes without fear.
"The ministers can surrender, and the people can beg for mercy, but the emperor cannot!"
With such determination, that high-raised sword struck his chest hard.
"No……"
Chen Meili rushed forward. Seeing that the situation was over, the people on the side did not stop her.
With trembling hands, she tried hard to cover Xuan Ye's bleeding wound, but the wound was too big, and the fresh blood kept flowing out of Chen Meili's hands, dyeing Chen Meili's palms and clothes red.
"beauty……"
Xuan Ye carefully looked at Chen Meili, who was already in tears, and struggled to put on a faint smile.
"Don't talk, don't talk!" Chen Meili panicked: "You will be fine, you will be fine, you will be fine..."
But the blood that kept spilling out of her palms seemed like the greatest irony to her words.