In the middle of the army, on top of the magnificent chariot, a man sat majestically.
A pure black mask covered his face, and his long ink hair was spread over his shoulders. If you look carefully, you can see that there is a lock of golden hair in the long hair on the right side of his forehead.
, extremely obvious.
The man was wearing a dark robe, and the gold rim on the robe was particularly dazzling in the sunlight.
That man just sat calmly, but he looked like an emperor or a king.
Even in the midst of thousands of troops, even in such a team of experts, at first glance, your eyes will be involuntarily attracted to him, and then you will feel like you dare not look at him. His right hand is resting on the chair.
On his back, his right hand was covered by a wide sleeve, leaving only a few slender fingertips exposed.
"Mr. Dean, all the troops have been assembled!"
A man rushed over and bowed his head in front of him.
The masked man raised his face slightly and looked towards Ziwei City not far away. The sunlight illuminated the mask on his face, and the pair of eyes hidden behind the mask had golden textures in the dark pupils.
"Siege the city."
His voice came from behind the mask, sweet and cold.
"Got the order!"
The ordering soldier answered the order loudly, and at the same time raised the golden order flag in his hand high, and was about to wave it down.
Whoosh!
An arrow, an arrow of light, a moonlight arrow, shot out quickly, piercing the air and causing white air turbulence.
The masked man raised his face, his golden eyes narrowed.
The moonlight arrow came through the air and rushed straight towards the masked man. At this moment, the air suddenly curved, and an air shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared in mid-air. Then the light arrow shattered and exploded into countless moonlight points.
, disappeared into the air.
The masked man raised his face and looked into the air.
A figure flew down and landed in the open space between Beichen and Ziwei City.
Black clothes, black hair, and black boots embroidered with gold edges were covered with dust from the journey. His purple eyes straightened up and his eyes fell on the masked man in the formation of thousands of troops.
"Young lady!"
On the city wall, someone recognized her and immediately exclaimed.
Bei Shuihan and Mrs. Qingyou also recognized Zi Tong, and their eyes were filled with joy.
After so many days, there was no news from the two of them, and Zi Tong finally came back.
However, what Zi Tong said next caused the two of them to suddenly sink in their joy.
"Beichen, where is he?" Zi Tong asked.
The masked man looked at her.
"Surrender, or die!"
Purple Eyes slowly raised her right hand, and with a flash of light between her fingers, the Qingfeng Qingyun Blade fell between her fingers. Her dark purple eyes slowly shrank, and she spoke every word with a bite.
"I want you dead!"
"Xiaotong, don't be impulsive, come back quickly!" Mrs. Qingyou shouted loudly.
"Zitong, come back quickly!" Bei Shuihan also shouted.
Purple Eyes turned a deaf ear, and just gently raised the heel of his right foot. The muscles of the foot suddenly tightened, and then he flew forward to grab the masked man.
Golden light overflowed from the blade, cutting through the air and slashing straight down.
The blade quickly approached the masked man's face, and the wind from the blade even slightly blew his hair.
At this moment, Zi Tong suddenly stiffened, and her body was frozen in mid-air by an invisible force. She stopped in mid-air not far from the masked man, with the knife in her hand still maintaining a chopping posture.
She stood up and raised her hand. The masked man grabbed her with his left hand and choked her throat.
The fingers tightened little by little, Zi Tong's breathing immediately became rapid, and the lungs in his chest were so hot that they seemed to burst at any time.