"Where are they now?" Huang Beiyue shouted, her eyes turned red in the wind and snow!
The soldier pointed forward, almost scared to death, "Right, right at the foot of Fanyin Mountain..."
Click!
Before he finished speaking, his neck had been broken, and Hongzhu quickly turned around and headed down Fanyin Mountain.
Along the way, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger. In the snow, you could slowly see messy footprints and shocking blood stains!
"Sir, how can I go back and explain to the general now?" A soldier asked a man who looked like a general uneasily in the heavy snow.
The man said solemnly: "Hmph! Who knew that Princess Yingye would rather die than surrender! I don't think there is any need to explain, just wait for her head to fall off!"
As soon as I finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly started blowing up behind me. The heavy snowflakes fell faster and harder, and the snowflakes hit my shoulders like rocks, causing pain.
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"ah--"
"Wow - what, what is this?"
There were screams one after another among the soldiers.
The general turned his head, and the wind and snow instantly blinded his eyes. Before he could see clearly what it was, an ice blade had passed from the middle of his forehead, and ice instantly grew in his head.
All of a sudden, the whole head was stretched open!
In a moment, a team of several hundred people died tragically in the snow. The corpses were lying strewn about. Everyone's eyes were wide open, and even the enemy could not clearly see what they looked like.
The giant snow-white dragon descended from the sky, and before it hit the ground, a figure jumped down neatly. Blood-stained snowflakes were splashed all over the ground, and she rushed forward.
"Sakura Night! Sakura Night!"
The wind was raging, the snow was flying, and her voice was muffled by the howling wind.
At the foot of Fanyin Mountain, all the violent wind and snow poured into the valley like the mouth of a pot. The wind and snow were miserable, and a long line of blood stretched forward.
Except for the echo of the wind, the surroundings were quiet, and there was no breath except her heartbeat.
The mountainside loomed in her eyes. The closer she got, the slower her pace became. Finally, her eyes were almost blinded by the snowflakes, and she stood under the mountainside.
She saw Cao Xiuzhi standing in front of her covered in blood, with one hand stretched out to protect the girl behind him. The two stood close to the foot of the mountain. Cao Xiuzhi held a spear in one hand and thrust it straight from his chest and abdomen.
Passing through, the spear penetrated the bodies of the two people and sank into the mountain wall behind.
I don't know whether it was because the spears were fixed, or because the two men were determined not to fall down until they died. They stood upright as if they were fighting, with only their heads hanging slightly.
Snowflakes fell on their heads and shoulders one by one, almost burying both of them. Blood flowed from the body, and the melted ice and snow continued to flow out, and it had already condensed into lumps at this moment.
Cao Xiuzhi held the spear tightly and refused to let go, but he turned his head slightly, letting the girl behind him lower her head so that she could touch his face. On his face stained with blood, he seemed to be smiling, but his smile was always there.
's solidified.
Huang Beiyue staggered two steps and suddenly fell straight into the snow.
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Xiu & Ying are the official spouses. Unfortunately, Mr. Cao was born with a cannon fodder fate, even worse than Feng Lianyi. In addition, it has little to do with the main plot, so I didn’t write much. I’ll save the extras for everyone who is interested. Let’s see Mr. Cao’s end.
, after making the soy sauce, you can go get your box lunch~
