The bright red soft boots fell on the ground where there was a pool of blood.
Hong Qianji looked leisurely at Chu Yue, her red lips slightly parted, and her voice was thin:
"Ye Chuyue——"
"Your opponent is me!"
Hong Qianji looked at Chu Yue and smiled slightly: "The last battle back to the military aircraft office was not enough."
Having said this, he raised his eyebrows, then bowed to Chu Yue, and said in a long voice: "It is Hong Qianji who is of humble rank, please ask General Wu Ling for advice. If the general is defeated, should you take the dragon talisman that does not belong to you?"
come out?"
"That depends on whether you have the life to take it and whether you have the ability to hold it steady!"
Chu Yue pulled her lips and smiled cruelly. The moment she raised her eyes, golden light flowed like smoke in her eyes, as if thunder suddenly appeared.
The two are at war with each other, and the battle is about to break out!
Obliquely, the silver spear traced the crescent moon in the night.
Ji Yao, with heavy military uniform and black hair like silk, stood in front of Chu Yue, pointing the spear in her hand at Hong Qianji's eyebrows: "I want to ask General Wu Ling for advice, but you are not qualified. If you are interested, I will not
Would you mind playing with you and seeing if my swordsmanship has improved after a trip to Qingqiu Continent?"
"Ji Yao, do you know that the person you follow and the path you choose will make you doomed? Can you see clearly?"
Hong Qianji stared intently into Ji Yao's eyes: "You are not alone now. There is the Ji family army behind you. Do you really not think about them?"
As a native of Beizhou, Ji Yao openly followed Ye Chuyue and challenged the four major families.
This is so ridiculous.
Ji Yao raised her chin, her hair covering her eyes.
She suddenly thrust the spear into the ground and shouted: "I, Ji Jiajun, are you afraid of death?"
"General Ji, don't worry, brothers are not afraid of death!"
"If I'm afraid of death, I won't join the Discipline Army. I'm afraid of his royal power and wealth? What I want to defeat are you dogs who don't take the lives of the people in their eyes and are hypocritical!"
"..."
Ji Yao raised her eyebrows and looked at Hong Qianji jokingly: "Did you hear that? This is my Ji family army. If you are afraid of death, you are not the Ji family army. As for the path I am taking, I can see clearly who is in my Beizhou people."
Running around, who is hosting a banquet when the southern suburbs are in crisis? Hong Qianji, it’s you!"
"I don't know what happened in the southern suburbs," Hong Qianji said.
"Now that you know it, what are you doing? You want to take away the dragon talisman from me, General Wuling, but you are still acting sanctimoniously."
Ji Yao smiled softly.
Immediately, he pulled out his spear, bent his knees and swept across Hong Qianji's legs, and shouted: "Hong Qianji, are you worthy?"
Hong Qianji put her feet on the ground and flew into the air to avoid Ji Yao's shot.
Ji Yao struck while the iron was hot and pursued him.
The two of them fought together, going back and forth, and the battle was thrilling.
Without Hong Qianji's obstruction, Chu Yue's front was clear.
She opened her slender legs, facing the injuries all over her body and her face covered in blood, and walked up to the Ninth Prince with the knife in hand.
"You knew about the southern suburbs in advance, right?"
Chu Yue asked straight to the point.
"You are talking nonsense, I don't know anything!" The Ninth Prince panicked.
"If you didn't know, how could you lead troops and horses to ambush here?"
Chu Yue asked: "Because you and Nangong Xiong are collaborating and are the same as each other. In that battle at the Military Aircraft Department, I hurt your sweetheart. The Mu Mansion behind me did not give you, the ninth prince, any face, so you harbor resentment. For the sake of
To bring me down, I would not hesitate to risk the lives of three hundred thousand people in the southern suburbs, and I want to take down the Mu Mansion tonight to avenge your disgrace..."
"Yes or no?!"
With the last sound, Chu Yue shouted loudly.
The Ninth Prince stared at her: "Ye Chuyue, I am the Ninth Prince of Beizhou."
"I don't care who you are, if you dare to harm Nanjiao, you will die, even if you are the King of Heaven!"
Chu Yue held the sword, her body shone with golden light, and her anger spread. She ran towards the Ninth Prince.