In the courtyard, the expression on Tuoba Yanrong's face was unclear. She was standing in front of the door, and the shadow just covered her face. However, even so, the cold breath could still be felt from her body.
"Master, the other party came prepared, you should leave first!" A dead soldier in black walked quickly to Tuoba Yanrong and persuaded him.
Tuoba Yanrong slowly turned her face to the side and looked at him lightly, "Why do you think I stayed?"
"Subordinates..." The dead man wanted to persuade him again, but he couldn't say anything. They were the last group of people in Xixia, and they were also the only hope left by the Xixia royal family. The woman in front of him, a descendant of the Xixia royal family,
The princesses of the Xixia Kingdom were forced to rely on others in order to seek revenge and achieve their goals. They were dead soldiers and lived only to restore the country. Life was not important to them. Now that the princesses have made up their minds to die, how can they
Maybe refute her.
Tuoba Yanrong took a step forward and spoke again: "Why, don't you dare to stand up and see me back?" She clenched her fists and looked at the dozens of people fighting desperately in the yard, including Xixia's death.
Sir, there are guards from this other courtyard, and there is also a group of men in black who rush in without fear of death.
Suddenly, Tuoba Yanrong smiled. This was a familiar feeling. As the princess of Xixia, she was too weak. She lost their stronghold and lost so many dead soldiers, but she always tried her best again and again.
She stopped at the last moment. She was not ruthless enough, so the poison that was poisoned on Arnold was not acute. She calculated the time correctly and also calculated that they would desperately search for the antidote.
She laid an ambush, but finally handed over the antidote to them. She had no friends in her life, and perhaps the only two who could be considered friends were Arnold and Tongwen. Unfortunately, the three of them were destined to never be friends in this life.
Friends, identities and burdens can never be shaken off in a lifetime. If you cannot throw them away, they will become more and more stressful.
Tuoba Yanrong slowly raised her head. It was almost the end of June, and she didn't feel cold even at night. The bright moon in the sky illuminated the entire yard. She could clearly see those people who were fighting for their lives, and the remains that fell on the ground.
Limbs, you can clearly see the pieces of blood. You can see everything clearly, except what will happen to her in the future.
She held her hand tightly, and the joints of her five fingers turned green and white. She spoke again, with deep ridicule in her voice: "Arnold, I know you are outside. You want to take revenge with your own hands, don't you? You can kill with your own hands.
"Liao Wen Yingyun, why don't you dare to come out and face me now?"
Outside the yard, Arnold's body was trembling uncontrollably. It wasn't because she was afraid, she was trying her best to endure it. The hatred was about to overwhelm her, and her mind was filled with angry waves and flames. She was holding on.
She tried to stay awake and not to be fooled. However, she heard this sentence so clearly, it was even as if Tuoba Yanrong was standing in front of her and said it.
"Don't go out. It's almost time. They don't have as many manpower as we do. As long as we wait a little longer, we can go out and watch her get caught. One person can't save the overall situation. As long as we are careful, she will definitely not be able to escape."
Arnold took a deep breath and looked into Gan Mala's bottomless eyes, "Gan Mala, I..."