What horrified the man in black was that a giant gold and iron arrow that was rarely seen in the world penetrated his bun and drove him alive into the mud on the river bank.
Blood.
He swam into the river from the depths of his hairline and disappeared in an instant. In his sight, a man and a horse slowly appeared, with black hair and black robes, a deep and cold handsome face with a domineering look on the world, and he stood proudly with a bow in hand.
Between the earth and the sky...
Yelu Qingge!
The person who came was actually the most brave and fearless God of War in Hongwu Continent, Yelu Qingge!
He couldn't help but tremble slightly in the water, but the boy in his hand seemed to be resurrected from the state of death.
"Yelü Qingge!"
Through the thick rain and fog, she still saw the monstrous flames igniting in his deep black eyes. It was the anger of regretting revenge. His eyes were locked tightly on her body, and his steady power penetrated the pounds.
The heavy rain passed to her...
Suddenly she wasn't afraid anymore.
It seemed that all the pain she had experienced was relieved at this moment, and the bravery of the past returned to her. She could not sit still and wait for death. She wanted to escape from the clutches of the black-clad thugs...
While the man in black was distracted and frightened, she suddenly bit his wrist.
Now that she had enough strength, the man in black was bitten to the point of muscle spasm, "Ah..." His hand relaxed, and she immediately swam toward the deeper water. Although her upper body was tied,
But her legs are still free, she can swim... she will definitely be able to keep swimming...
The young man in hand slipped away, and the man in black couldn't help but take a breath. He instinctively wanted to chase, but his scalp was pulled by the arrow and he couldn't get up. "Come back" the man in black roared, feeling the breath of death coming step by step.
Attack him.
"Ah" he bounced up hard, and the golden iron arrow fell into the river with the flesh and blood of his scalp...
"Don't move! If you move again, you will die!" A warning that was colder than the current came from the riverside. He did not move, watching the slender figure struggling to swim to the shore...
He failed, didn't he?
Wang's stern and cold face flashed before his eyes, and then, a huge sense of loss and fear swept through his limbs. He turned his back to the river bank, curled his lips and sneered in despair: "In the water, no one can
You can kill me!" Immediately, his body followed the stream of light shot by the giant golden and iron arrows, and all of them were submerged into the surging river. Yelu Qingge's face was cold, and his black eyes eager for revenge were fixed on the empty and vast river,
After staring for a long time, he turned to the young man gasping for breath on the shore.
His combat boots dug deep pits on the riverbank where the yellow sand piled up. His anger gathered again. Damn Meengiya, if she doesn't tell the secret hidden behind her, he will really dig it out.
She gave up her heart and soul to pay homage to the dead citizens...
She was lying on the muddy ground dying. When she saw him approaching, tears welled up from her eyes.
He leaned down and used the cold black whip to stir up her tearful face. His eyes were still so dark and deep, but apart from the coldness inside, there was no power to make her feel warm.
He was angry and blamed himself for bringing disaster to the border people.
"Don't you have anything to say?" He saved her, a woman whose identity is a mystery, who killed hundreds of people, and even hooked up with Bai Yin's wife... She is really very capable!
"Yelü Qingge...I'm sorry...it was me who harmed them..." She felt that she was a big sinner, an irredeemable sinner. She closed her eyes, and all that came to her mind was the poor women and children of the border residents, Siqin's blood,
Alahan cried, and the tragic scene of Battelle being stabbed in the heart and lungs. She didn't dare to think about Bai Yin's heartbreaking pain when he saw his beloved wife lying in a pool of blood. She also didn't dare to think about the families who had lost their loved ones.
, how to face the days of despair and sadness in the future...
Why did she run away? She should die and sink into the river with the executioner to feed the fish and pay homage to the dead herdsmen.
"Kill me! I am willing to die! I am willing to return Siqin's life..." She shook her head helplessly, her eyes lifeless.
"Damn it!" His anger was ignited so quickly. Damn Meenjia, he would make her understand that crying and tears are the most cowardly signs. The woman he tried his best to save was not so dedicated.
A dead loser.
His cold fingers clamped her jaw, "Tell me, who are you? As long as you tell the truth, I can save your life!"
Who are you?
Who is she? The simplest question made her fall into an emotion of sadness, anger and confusion. She tortured herself, who is she? Is she Mei Liangchen, an expert on archaeological writing in China in the 21st century, or is she a lowly status in the cold weapon era?
The stable herds Meenjia, or the princess that the thugs kept saying?
Princess!
When did she become a princess again?
She hated this unnecessary identity. If it hadn't been imposed on her, how could her relatives around her have left one by one?
Who is she? Who is she?
"Don't cry, Meenjia!" He couldn't stand the despair in her eyes all the time. What was she thinking? Her identity was so difficult to reveal?
Thick fog rose on the dark grass beach, the heavy rain gradually subsided, and the river seemed to slow down...
"I don't know who I am! They called me princess and wanted to get treasures from me. They killed Siqin and killed more people. I was taken away, but I didn't know where I would be taken. Yelu
Qing Ge..." She huddled up in pain, her cheeks buried deeply in the cold sand. "I can't live anymore... I'm really, so tired! My heart aches!! I want to go home...
"Yelü Qingge, I want to go home..." The thin shoulders shook uncontrollably, and the air was filled with heavy sadness, blowing into his mind with the hunting river wind.
The anger gradually disappeared...
The mysterious woman made him feel inexplicable heartache...
Silently untying the rope that bound her, without waiting for further questioning, suddenly, "Ah" she choked and hissed in grief, like a lunatic who had lost her mind, she picked up the gold and iron arrow and stabbed it in the chest.