Zhenjin didn't know what he was thinking, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw a red figure at the door. His hand shook slightly, and he saw the red figure flash past, and the soft body in his arms
It had already left, and the feeling of emptiness made him panic.
"Amul..."
The low and hoarse voice was right next to her ears, and her body froze slightly. Just when her mind was in chaos, she was pulled out of Zhenjin's arms. At this time, she was very familiar with this voice, but that violent tone
But it made her feel scared. Her cheek hit a hard chest hard. She ignored the pain and wanted to explain. But when she raised her head, what she saw was a pair of red eyes. So strange, so strange.
of coldness.
The corners of Brother Hu's red lips raised, and his cold eyes looked at Zhenjin in front of him, "Zhenjin, you should know that Amul is my woman."
Zhenjin's heart was shocked, and her eyes became darker and darker, "Amul can make her own choice, and she doesn't need you to say it, fifth brother."
Hu Gechi suddenly raised his head and laughed, "I will not join in the fun of this banquet today. I want to capture the slaves who escaped from me and bring them back to the palace." After saying this, he quickly flew out.
Zhenjin jumped up and chased after her, "Hu Gechi, have you ever asked her if she is willing?"
The red and white figure in front paused for a moment, "I don't need to ask, I just need to understand it myself. Zhenjin, as long as I am here, Amul must stay by my side."
Zhenjin would never give in, and quickly stood in front of Brother Hu's naked body, "She doesn't want to, she won't want to, she didn't say a word, she didn't say a word."
Hu Gechi glanced at Arnold in his arms, then looked at Zhenjin again, "Get out of the way."
"What if I don't let you?" Zhenjin said slowly.
"Then don't blame me for being rude."
Hu Gechi raised his hand and struck out with a palm. The speed was so fast that Zhenjin had no power to parry. Although Zhenjin had strong kung fu, Hu Gechi was an even more brave general. In the Yuan Dynasty, Hu Gechi
His kung fu is the highest, so he can do many things that generals cannot.
As soon as a palm print fell, Zhenjin felt depressed in his heart, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. His red lips were stained more vividly by the blood, and he could see it clearly under the moonlight.
"Real gold..." Arnold called out worriedly.
However, Hu Gechi's eyes shrank. Without any politeness, he made a second palm print.
"Hu Gechi, stop fighting." Arnold hugged Hu Gechi's waist, the tears in his eyes were like breaking the embankment.
Hu Gechi felt a bitterness in her heart. Even at this time, she was still thinking of him. She came to Yanjing for him, she went to Prince Yan's Mansion for him, and she was willing to be a lowly dancer for him.
Everything is for him, everything is for him. Why, why is she so cruel? How much he has done for her, but she only has gold in her eyes. Even so, he still will not let go, the one he loves
, even if she doesn’t love him, she won’t let her leave.
The second palm print was on Zhenjin's chest, and Zhenjin spurted out a mouthful of blood. The warm blood splashed on Arnold's white skirt, like the red plum blooming in the white snow. Zhenjin's body quickly moved toward
He flew back and closed his eyes when he fell to the ground.
Without saying a word, Hu Gechi flew out of Prince Yan's mansion with Arnold in his arms.
A gust of wind blew by, mixed with the smell of blood, and half of the silk clouds blocked the bright moon.