1055. Chapter 1055 Waking up from a dream is the ending of nothingness
The door to the imperial study room suddenly opened, and a man came over with a sword in hand.
You can block the light, but you can still see his slender figure. He is wearing black clothes, with complex golden patterns embroidered on the edges of the sleeves.
"Real gold..."
When Hu Gechi stopped, his hand holding the scimitar tightened again. His light brown eyes narrowed, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Zhen Jin gently rolled up his long sleeves, making it difficult to see the expression on his face with the light behind him.
"Zhenjin, get out of the way, I want to see Father Khan."
"Brother Huchi, let's stop!" Zhenjin's fingers gently stroked the sword body with a calm tone.
Brother Ku held the scimitar in his bare hands and rushed forward without saying a word. He never thought of giving up. This time he came to block everything. He wanted to ask, ask his father, Kublai Khan
Why was he unwilling to help his mother clear her name? Why was he unwilling to abolish the posthumous position of the woman from Chabi?
This is revenge for killing one's mother and must be avenged.
The long sword in Zhenjin's hand was like a living snake. Every move was flexibly attacking Hu Gechi's weak spot. He didn't want to kill Hu Gechi, but he had to do it. He knew what happened back then.
It's not that simple, but it has to be said that Queen Chabi also has a great responsibility.
He and Hu Gechi were destined to be on opposite sides.
The collision of weapons created dazzling sparks, and the sharp cold wind revealed bursts of murderous intent. No matter who it was, they had to use all their strength standing here.
Brother Hu's red scimitar struck at the real gold fiercely. He only wanted to ask clearly in person. Even if he forced his father Khan to pull down Queen Chabi, what's more, he had a
He had to ask clearly about the questions that were difficult to understand in his mind. Whether he wanted to give up or really solve his doubts, he had to take this path.
The two men's martial arts skills are inherently equal, so why is it that Hu Gechi has been fighting for real gold all year round?
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already exchanged dozens of moves.
Suddenly, a group of people appeared on the right side of the royal study, and more than twenty dead soldiers flew into the battle circle.
The originally evenly matched duel suddenly began to tilt towards Hu Gechi and his party. The twenty dead soldiers were the last masters of Xixia, eighteen of them joined the battle, and the other two rushed towards the imperial study.
"Tuoba Yanrong..." Hu Gechi shouted angrily, with a fishy light in his eyes.
The real gold eyes were cold, and there was no way to hold back under the long sword.
Waving the machete and blocking with the long sword, no matter which move he made, he tried his best, just to quickly kill the person in front of him.
Tuoba Yanrong gritted her teeth and said, "What you can't do, I'll do it for you, and think of it as revenge for hundreds of thousands of my Xixia subjects." She clenched her dagger and rushed straight to the imperial study.
Brother Hu's red eyes turned cold, and he turned towards her, "No, that's my father's sweat."
A cold light flashed in Tuoba Yanrong's eyes, and she shouted "Be careful...", but her body involuntarily rushed towards the sword that was thrust towards her.
The long sword came out from the chest, and the murderous intent was overwhelming in the golden gaze. The moment it was pulled out with force, a string of blood beads spurted out. Under the moonlight, the blood beads were like coral, but with a strange shimmer.
Tuoba Yanrong looked at Zhenjin, leaving a line of blood at the corner of her mouth. She opened her mouth and covered the wound with her hands, but she couldn't stop the bleeding hole. "Haha... I didn't expect it to still be like this..."
Hu Gechi no longer looked at her, and the scimitar had already struck Zhenjin again.
Tuoba Yanrong slowly lay down, looking at the layer of silver snow on the roof and the moon in the sky, and finally closed his eyes.
Defeated, lost, but this is what she wanted to die.