Peerless cute baby wants to turn the sky Ye Chuyue Ye Mohan Chapter 1795 Half a year of claustrophobia without repentance, suddenly it was the nightmare of that year
Chapter 1795 Half a year of claustrophobia without repentance, suddenly it was the nightmare of that year
The female warrior burst into tears instantly, "Master Chu, your hands are cold..."
She held Chu Yue's hand tightly with both hands, trying to send all the strength and warmth from her body to it.
A few simple words made Chu Yue unable to stop.
"not cold."
Chu Yue suppressed her emotions and took out many pieces of her clean clothes from the storage bag and distributed them to more than a dozen female warriors.
Several female warriors were unable to move around, so Zhao Wushuang and Xiao Li went over to help them put on new clothes.
In this small pigsty, I pulled up the black hair for them, trying to comb away the three thousand worries.
Chu Yue took the comb and combed the warrior's silky black hair over and over again.
Zhao Wushuang looked back while combing his hair.
I just feel that Chu Yue’s eyebrows and eyes are particularly gentle at this moment...
It is unimaginable that she, who is as gentle as the spring breeze, will be an invincible warrior holding a three-foot magic sword in the battlefield!
…
But Nan Mengjiao helped her maid back to the deepest part of Xuanhan Camp.
From the hole pierced by the sword in the maid's body, bright red blood gushed out crazily.
"Princess, I'm afraid... I can't accompany you anymore..."
The maid was dying.
"Come here, call the doctor."
Nan Mengjiao held the maid's hand.
"It'll be okay. Just wait, the doctor will be here soon. You have to live well."
Nan Mengjiao's eyes were horribly red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "You have to live to see this princess avenge you. I want to kill Ye Chuyue, kill her."
"Where are the doctors? Where are the people? Are they all dead?"
When Nan Mengjiao saw that the doctor didn't come, she shouted angrily.
Still no one responded.
But after a while, Xuanhan's warriors were seen entering the stone house in the camp.
"Reply to the princess, the doctor can't come now."
The speaker knelt on one knee and clasped his hands in fists.
This person's name is Zhang Fenghuo, and he is currently the second-in-command of Xuanhan Camp, second only to Nan Mengjiao.
"Can't come? Why can't you come?"
Nan Mengjiao glared: "What use can you have? Get out of here. If you don't bring the doctor over, why don't you come here to see this princess? Why is there such a waste like you around me!"
Zhang Fenghuo lowered his eyes, hiding the strange gloom deep in his eyes.
The banquet at Bodhi City and Nan Mengjiao's Gun Dance with Flowers and Flowers were like the most beautiful paintings in the world, making them unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
Princess Nanmeng, who was so aloof, sometimes fell into the mortal world.
Compared to Ling Tian's ordinary female warriors, Princess Nanmeng, who is like the goddess Haoyue, makes people's blood surge and their hearts beat faster.
Nan Mengjiao didn't notice anything wrong with Zhang Fenghuo's eyes, and still felt sorry for her maid, "This princess will never let you die, never!"
There was a "click" sound.
A long sword penetrated the maid's heart.
Nan Mengjiao's eyes widened in shock. She turned her head mechanically and looked at the man with the sword in disbelief: "Zhang Fenghuo, what are you doing? You are so brave!"
Zhang Fenghuo said: "Such a lowly slave has made the princess sad. She deserves to die."
"you--"
Nan Mengjiao took out a spear and stabbed Zhang Fenghuo in the throat, trying to kill him.
However, Nan Mengjiao's Dantian and Wugen have been destroyed.
She is a useless person now.
This all-out shot was easily caught by Zhang Fenghuo with his hand.
"What the princess did, made my subordinates feel chilled."
Zhang Fenghuo raised his head, revealing a pair of ambitious eyes, scanning Nan Mengjiao up and down as if he was sizing up prey.
That look in her eyes gave Nan Mengjiao a chill and made her feel sick to her stomach.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Nan Mengjiao gritted her teeth.
"Your Highness the Princess doesn't know something..."
Zhang Fenghuo took away Nan Mengjiao's silver spear, then suddenly reached out and pinched Nan Mengjiao's chin, "I have been coveting the princess for some time."
In the past, Zhang Fenghuo certainly wouldn't have dared to think about it.
The Great Martial Saint's strength can control him at any time.
But now, Nanmengjiao is a useless person, and the royal family of Xuanhan Continent is high up in the mountains and the emperor is far away. Who can know what is happening in the depths of the Forest of Hundred Demons and in the Xuanhan camp?
Furthermore, during these days, they had never restrained their original nature, and even under the leadership of Nan Mengjiao, it was completely stimulated.
"Presumptuous! This princess is Xuanhan..."
Nan Mengjiao wanted to hit Zhang Fenghuo with a slap.
Zhang Fenghuo cruelly cut off Nan Mengjiao's hand, "Of course I know that Your Highness is the princess of Xuan Han. Your Highness, many warriors have died in the Forest of Hundred Demons. This trip is difficult and dangerous. Shouldn't Your Highness?"
Are you considerate and rewarding to your subordinates?"
After saying this, Zhang Fenghuo threw him to the ground and then stepped closer.
Nan Mengjiao desperately moved forward on the ground, but was soon strangled by Zhang Fenghuo's neck.
"No……"
Nanmeng's eyes are so tender that they are about to burst.
"Ahhh!"
Screams resounded here.
Xuanhan's blood warriors all appeared in the stone house.
Nan Mengjiao felt like she was in hell.
The cool breeze stirred up goosebumps all over her body, and there was only fear in her eyes.
The nightmare at this moment is like the unforgettable pain when I was seven years old.
She has been diagnosed with great talent in martial arts since she was born.
The thoughts of revenge and the destruction of Lingtian Continent have been instilled in him since he was a child.
At that time, she was still ignorant.
She asked back: "Sister, don't we also kill Ling Tian's warriors?"
In war, there is constant fighting, and no one can win.
"Snapped!"
The elder sister slapped her, almost breaking her facial bones.
"What you said is worthy of your dead brothers?"
"Nan Mengjiao, you were born into the royal family and shoulder heavy responsibilities. Your martial arts talent was derived from the dead warriors of the Xuanhan tribe. When you grow up, you must not forget this hatred!"
From then on, she was kept in confinement for half a year.
She was imprisoned in a prison under the lake.
There was no light, no food, no smell of human fireworks.
Before she was imprisoned, her sister only gave her a Bigu Pill that would last for half a year.
Six months later, when she was released, her sister pinched her neck and asked her if she knew what was wrong.
She said: "Sister, Emperor Ye Tiandi also lost his wife, daughter and an arm in the war. Is their hatred really different from ours?"
I have been in seclusion for half a year, and I don’t know how to repent.
She would never forget the look of disappointment in her sister's eyes that day.
I can't forget how my sister left indifferently, leaving the killer maid beside her to torture her wildly.
While she was being tortured, someone was still telling her deep-seated hatred towards Ling Tian.
That day, she knew that her soul had been twisted.
From then on, she lived for hatred.
She is an extreme lunatic.
She doubled the torture she had suffered on the female warriors Xuanhan and Lingtian.
Nan Mengjiao closed her eyes, tears flowing out of her eyes.
If possible.
She wished she had never appeared in this world full of hatred.