Chapter 920 Chapter 922 Three Thousand Kills in One Night
With his eyes lowered, Zhao Kang looked at Wu Niankang who raised his head and looked at him.
When she passed a creek earlier, the woman washed the dirt on her face with water, and her messy hair still made her look a little embarrassed.
But that face is very good, it can be said that it is astonishing.
Wu Niankang was also a little panicked, it was so similar!
He is really very similar to the person His Majesty mentioned, with the same white hair and unfathomable martial arts cultivation. It’s a pity that His Majesty’s painting skills were too poor at the time, and the content he dictated could not be painted by the court painters either. .??. ??
Just when Wu Niankang was about to ask, Zhao Kang said, "Which Wu family are you from?"
Wu Niankang stared at him and directly told her background. She wanted to take a gamble.
"Jingguo Wu Family."
Now that the world has returned to the Great Yuan, even though she has a place to stay, and she may live a safe life as long as she hides in the future, she doesn't want to!
She wanted to find the person His Majesty was talking about and tell him that His Majesty misses him every day!
What's more, I need to tell him what the original Jingguo and the Empress of Jingguo did for him!
For the sake of those people, Jingguo did not hesitate to go to war with Qianguo, fighting until the country was destroyed, and those people were well protected.
Wu Niankang will never forget it.
What the woman with long hair and dragon robe said while standing in the city where the war was raging.
"If Niankang sees him, you have to tell him that I, Wu Xueqing, did not follow his and his father's expectations because I wanted to protect the people he cares about. It's not that I am disobedient, so he should not blame me."
Hearing the words "Jingguo Wu Family", Zhao Kang's heart trembled and he clenched his hands subconsciously.
When he heard that Jingguo was destroyed at sea, he guessed that the girl was gone too, but after so many years of life and death.
He was numb, so he didn't feel much.
At this moment, facing a woman who might be that girl's descendant, it was difficult for him to maintain his mood, so he quickly asked, "
Jingguo royal family?”
Seeing his eyes that seemed to become eager and his speed of speech, Wu Niankang, who wanted to understand something, couldn't help but feel a soreness on the tip of his nose, and said in a hoarse voice, "She never married, and I was adopted and renamed by her."
"She said she was most satisfied with me because I was even more beautiful than when she was young. She said she adopted me just to give me as a gift to someone."
"I asked her who that person was, and she said that person's name was Zhao Kang. He was the most amazing but also the most pitiable person in the world. She didn't want that person to be sad when he came back because Qian Guo had changed."
"But she is already old and she can't accompany that person, so she prepares a lot of gifts like mine."
"If that person comes back, if she is gone, there will still be a beautiful Empress of Jingguo waiting for him."
"But she never saw that person again until she died!"
"She said she was sorry. She had failed the late emperor and that person's expectations. She was not disobedient. She wanted to protect some people, so she brought disaster to Jingguo, but she does not regret it!"
"She hopes that person won't blame her."
Looking at Zhao Kang who seemed to have lost his soul, Wu Niankang stood up and asked softly with tears streaming down his face, "Zhao Kang, why are you coming back now!"
The bonfire may be bright or dark, just like a person's mood.
Zhao Kang added a handful of branches to the fire, and next to him was Wu Niankang, who was covered with his clothes but just stared at him and did not fall asleep.
The woman leaned next to him and stared at his profile unscrupulously. He could be said to be handsome. As a gift, she was very satisfied with this gift recipient.
Zhao Kang glanced at her and said softly, "Go to bed quickly, we have to go on the road tomorrow."
"I can not sleep."
Zhao
A flash of anger flashed in Kang's eyes. According to what Wu Niankang said, Xueqing was trying to protect some people who had escaped from Qian Country, and that was how she incurred the revenge of Qian Country.
There are many of them, and many of them claim to be descendants of Yuanjiang County.
Then Yuanjiang County may be in danger!
But Wu Xueqing did not tell Wu Niankang what happened.
He planned to go to the place mentioned by Wu Niankang tomorrow to meet the descendants of Yuanjiang.
At this moment, a sound came to Zhao Kang's ears. He stood up silently and looked at the puzzled Wu Niankang, "Now you can't sleep even if you want to."
"We found someone!"
A sound came out, and the next moment, Dayuan soldiers holding swords walked out of the dense forest.
Zhao Kang pulled Wu Niankang to protect him behind him, and saw countless people holding torches dispersed, and a general wearing a battle armor and holding a large gun at an angle slowly walked towards him.
After seeing Zhao Kang, the general pointed his spear at Zhao Kang and grinned, "I have followed you all the way here and finally found it. Are you the one who killed my Great Yuan Cavalry?"
"Are you talking about the five hundred pigs and dogs?" Zhao Kang asked back.
The general couldn't help but be stunned, and then snorted coldly. Then when he saw Wu Niankang hiding behind Zhao Kang, he was shocked and laughed three times. "Good boy, it turns out that you are a beauty in anger? But do you know that since ancient times? Beauty is such a disaster! Let me kill you! Chop the men into pieces and drag the women back to the barracks to line up!"
"Thank you, General!"
"Kill!"
The words of the big gun general immediately excited countless soldiers. Over the years, they, the soldiers, were responsible for escorting the women selected for His Majesty the Emperor from various places.
Some of them naturally fell into their hands, but what if they died?
It's not a big problem, just find a city and grab a few to make up for it.
I don’t know that the woman behind the boy who is so tall is so nimble! This
Blessed are you!
Seeing the soldiers surrounding him, Zhao Kang said calmly, "Close your eyes."
Behind him, Wu Niankang said, "I'm not afraid."
Zhao Kang couldn't help but smile and lifted it on his back. Wu Niankang quickly hugged it tightly.
Then I saw two fingers making waves!
The first soldier to rush had a bloody hole on his forehead!
Like a butterfly walking through flowers, Zhao Kang harvested human lives surrounded by countless soldiers!
At this moment, his heart was completely immersed in the killing, his eyes were as red as a wild beast, blood and flesh flew everywhere with a finger, and countless screams filled his ears.
But it became the most pleasant melody!
When the general holding the big gun saw this scene, he was frightened to death!
Judging from the death of the five hundred cavalry, he knew that the murderer must be a martial arts master, so he brought a total of three thousand elites this time!
Martial arts masters, when their true energy is exhausted, they are like lambs to be slaughtered!
The dark woods were covered with a thick layer of blood!
Who wants to cause death in the world?
Who wants to overthrow this picturesque country?
When the tears of sadness are gone, there is only endless hatred left!
He used to hate killing and war, but now Zhao Kang is enjoying every sound of compassion, letting the sound of sorrow burn like flames and the demon painting my eyebrows burying my heart in cold weather.
Why are you afraid of being evil? Why are you afraid of becoming a demon?
Amidst the blood everywhere.
In the distance, I saw a man with white hair like a demon, nailing three thousand soldiers and generals to the trunk of the tree with broken spears.
The beautiful woman on his back gently wiped the blood from his eyes.
Zhao Kang smiled as if to comfort the woman, "I'm fine."
Three thousand kills in one night!
Zhao Kang walked away with corpses all over the ground, as if he had also stepped out of the flames of war.
