Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 128 Downstream Embryo

"Farewell, little guard."

Xi Yuehan exerted strength in his hands, and the iron claws were about to cut off the boy's head. At the last moment, Xiao Mo finally closed his eyes subconsciously, and the ice blue butterfly also lowered its wings, and did not move again.

Many, many images flashed through my mind, the beautiful and weak but forbearing and tough mother, the father who had been drinking and committing violence all the year round, the concubines and concubines who were so scheming and only knew how to be jealous all day long.

The square and lifeless house above the head is like the iron cage that traps the butterflies. It is suffocating and painful, desperate to the bone, and only the belief in the bottom of my heart is the only support.

The Feng family, the Qingli Mountains, and the restoration of Tonglu's homeland, are the immortal beliefs passed down from generation to generation by Huofengming King.

That is his home, his clansmen, a cluster of flames burning in the darkness of despair, attracting him to keep moving forward, chasing desperately, and making him willing to dedicate his all, even the ideal of life. country.

In the life of a person, the sea of ​​suffering is ups and downs, who is not living for one thought?

That day, after he killed his father with his own hands, he didn't panic at all. Instead, he calmly wiped off the blood on his face little by little, and hugged his trembling mother into his arms, with a happy smile on his lips:

"Aniang, we are free, are you happy?"

The sun outside the window was so good, he just looked up at it like that, a butterfly flew across the courtyard, the light and shadow were mottled, like a dream, endlessly lingering.

The sea breeze brushed the bow of the ship, and the boy who had closed his eyes opened his eyes again facing Xi Yuehan's iron claws, and looked at the sky above the sea for the last time.

The sunshine is so good, I can see more in my next life... It would be great.

Butterfly sighed softly. Although he had regrets, he died peacefully.

But the imaginable pain of beheading did not come, only a loud "bang" sounded in Xiaomo's ear, and a shocking explosion swept along, the deck was torn apart, sea water poured into the warship in an instant, countless screamed in horror——

"The artillery, it's the whirlwind artillery! The warship was blown up, run!"

The cannonball fired from Yunzhou Island precisely hit the warship where Xi Yuehan was located. Its destructive power was unrivaled. Even the fierce Chinu warriors could hardly resist such a terrifying weapon!

Under the violent shaking of the warship, there was chaos, no one saw, Xiao Mo's body also fell into the sea, like a broken kite, was swept by the sea in the blink of an eye, and disappeared completely.

"Brother Six, let's go, our warship is flooded! Other warships are also under heavy attack, let's go to the island, quickly!"

Prince Mu Ye staggered to the bow and grabbed Xi Yuehan who was still unbelievable. He was holding up the black and shiny cylinder at the moment, looking into the distance through the mirror. After the gunpowder smoke dispersed, the tall On the fort—

It was a handsome and elegant figure standing out there, which was very familiar to him!
"Ji, weaving, month."

The unbelievable three words overflowed the man's lips and teeth, and his light blue eyes widened even more, and there was even an indescribable secret excitement.

"It's you, it's really you, you actually repaired these two whirlwind cannons, it seems that this time, I...underestimated you again."

It seems that every time he bumps into her, he can always accept a "surprise gift" from her. In the past, there was Lan Yan Li Huo that she easily broke, but now there is this that makes him run away in all directions, crying and crying. The whirlwind cannon.

Very good, really great, this seemingly frail and unbearable Dongmu girl can always surprise him, leaving a deeper imprint on his heart each time, and now it makes his whole blood excited up.

"Sixth brother, don't look, let's abandon the ship and go to the island, and send a few teams to besiege the fort, and we must destroy those two damned whirlwind cannons!"

Prince Mu Ye anxiously dragged his brother away again, but Xi Yuehan did not rush, he only curled the corner of his lips, looked at the clear figure in the cylindrical mirror, and chuckled with deep meaning:

"Yes, Shangdao...Ji Zhiyue, goodbye to the dungeon, long time no see, I finally came to you."

The sea wind swept wildly, and the warships were torn apart. With the help of two whirlwind cannons, the battle situation was greatly reversed for a while.

The few remnant soldiers left on the island, and less than half of the jade slaves who have been struggling so far, seemed to see the light in the dark, all of them wept with joy and were very excited: "Well done, blow him up!" Grandma, blow up all these bastards!"

All of a sudden, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and the clear and gentle figure on the fort at this moment was like a needle that stabilized the sea, making everyone's hearts firmly in their stomachs.

It seems that they finally have the strength to contend, and it seems that this impossible battle has a chance to turn defeat into victory.

It's just that no one knows, on the high fort, Ji Zhiyue listened to the cheers of the crowd, but her palms were trembling, and her breathing was messed up. She couldn't help but pray in her heart: "Hold on for a while, you must hold on longer!" For a while, please, don't lose your temper..."

Is there anyone who can disregard the dangers of the battlefield, act recklessly, and get angry when he wants to?It was these two whirlwind artillery that beat the Chinu people to the point of crying and howling, and brought infinite hope to the people guarding Yunzhou Island.

They seem majestic and invincible, but only Ji Zhiyue knows the inside story, and these two cannons are not completely repaired now.

The situation was critical, so she didn't care too much, so she dismantled them specially and gave them a dose of "strong medicine", which could make the two whirlwind cannons work normally for a short time, but it's really hard to say how long the "drug effect" will last.

Maybe it can be strong enough for Wen Yanru to rush back with his troops, maybe in the next moment, these two big guys will completely "strike" and become useless decorations on the fort.

Ji Zhiyue could only keep praying in her heart, God must bless Yunzhou Island, bless Dongmu, and bless all of them to survive this catastrophe safely.

While praying anxiously like this, Ji Zhiyue let out a few breaths and forced herself to calm down. A small pale pink spider appeared on her shoulder, hovering in the center of the knotted spider web, with both arms and legs hugging her drum. Drum's cannonball looked deathly, ready to launch himself and the cannonball at any time.

After finally calming down, Ji Zhiyue continued to direct the soldiers to fill up the ammunition, and precisely controlled the two whirlwind cannons into battle.

It's just that for some reason, when she looked at the overturned warships in the sea, she always had a bad premonition in her heart, as if an unknown chill rose from the bottom of her heart, making her very uncomfortable.

Soon, Ji Zhiyue knew where this discomfort came from.

Xi Yuehan abandoned the boat and landed on the island, and led several elite soldiers towards the fort. Ji Zhiyue was caught off guard, and through the glazed mirror, through the smoke and flames of war, he met a scorching gaze.

The man's facial features are profound, his temperament is evil, and his tall body stands on top of the chariot, like a king looking down on everything in the world, with an irresistible momentum, he comes straight to Ji Zhiyue.

He even showed a meaningful smile the moment he met her eyes, Ji Zhiyue trembled violently, and almost missed the glass mirror in his hand in disbelief.

Like a bolt from the blue, she subconsciously took two steps back on the fort, and the voice that had been haunting her in the nightmare suddenly sounded in her ears: "Ji Zhiyue, you are mine, follow me back to the Chinu tribe, I said that I want to sleep with you, you must not escape..."

The oppressive feeling that suffocated her came over again, and she seemed to have returned to the dark prison that day, and was bitten by the earlobe fiercely by the devil, and she couldn't break free no matter what!

Xi Yuehan looked at the pale face of the young girl on the fort from a distance, the smile on her lips deepened, and there was indescribable satisfaction in her light blue eyes.

Through the glazed mirror, Ji Zhiyue even saw Xi Yuehan's lips move slightly, silently making a few mouth shapes at her.

"Shameless villain!"

The girl blushed instantly, she only hated herself for seeing it too clearly, for instantly understanding the man's dirty and obscene meaning.

That cold, poisonous snake-like breath entangled her tightly again, and a voice seemed to repeat in her ears: "I can't escape, you can't escape this time..."

She thought she had forgotten, but even today, she still can't get rid of the huge shadow brought by this demon!
"Miss Ji, it's not good, Chi Nu people want to destroy the fort!"

It wasn't until the soldiers around him shouted urgently that Ji Zhiyue was shocked, like waking up from a dream, and without even thinking about it, he manipulated the whirlwind cannon in his hand, "I won't let them succeed, I will guard this fort to the death of……"

The whirlwind cannon has been modified by Ji Zhiyue, and no one is more familiar with how to use it than her. She forced her trembling hands to stabilize, and while taking a deep breath, she muttered to herself:

"Xi Yuehan, you lunatic, rascal, big bad guy, I'm not afraid of you, I'm going to blow you up, I'm going to blow you up today..."

It's a pity that the more I'm afraid of something, the whirlwind cannon that was majestic just a moment ago, beating the red slaves crawling all over the ground, has become silent at this moment, and no matter how hard Ji Zhiyue tosses, it still doesn't move.

Seeing the mighty Chinu army approaching, Ji Zhiyue's forehead was sweating more and more, and his hands trembled uncontrollably again.

"Just hold your breath, Little Xuanfeng, don't play tricks on me at this moment, please hold your breath..."

At this time, the two big guys who were not working at the right time actually chose this time to "stop work". Ji Zhiyue was in a state of anxiety, and the soldiers beside her were even more anxious, and someone quickly handed over Ji Zhiyue's treasure chest .

"It won't be broken again, Miss Ji, how long will it take to fix it? This is related to the life and death of Yunzhou Island..."

"That's right, Xi Yuehan led a few teams of elite soldiers and is about to kill them. How can the brothers hold on? What should we do?"

"Defend the fort first, give Miss Ji some time, hurry up, let's go down and block those red slaves!"

It is said to be blocking, but in fact there are so many soldiers on the fort, and they all follow down to resist Xi Yuehan's troops, but they are just hitting stones with eggs and trees with gnats.

But in such a mortal situation, no one retreated. They raised their weapons high and stood in front of the fort with flesh and blood, waiting for the next battle. All of them held the idea of ​​dying for the country and vowing to fight to the last moment!

On the contrary, Xi Yuehan's chariot stopped not far away and stopped attacking.

He put his arms around his shoulders, calmly raised his head and looked at the girl on the fort, as if he wanted to play tricks on her, but he was not in a hurry to lead his troops to attack the fort, but shouted from a distance:
"Ji Zhiyue, aren't you very powerful? Why doesn't your cannon stop bombing? Could it be that it broke down again, or did you suddenly see me, an old friend, remember our old relationship, and couldn't bear to attack your lover? gone?"

(End of this chapter)