Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

In the yard, Tuoba Yanrong had an unclear expression on her face. She stood in front of the door, and the shadow just covered her face.However, even so, one could still feel the cold breath from her body.

"Master, the other party came prepared, you should leave first!" A dead man in black walked up to Tuoba Yanrong to persuade him.

Tuoba Yanrong slowly turned his face to the side, and looked at him lightly, "Why do you think I stayed?"

"Subordinate..." The dead man wanted to persuade him again, but he couldn't say anything.They are the last group of people in Xixia and the only hope left by the Xixia royal family.And the woman in front of her, a descendant of the Xixia royal family and the princess of the Xixia Kingdom, was forced to rely on others to take revenge and achieve her goal.They are dead warriors, and their lives are only for the restoration of the country. Life is not important to them. Now that the princess has made up her mind to die, how can they refute her.

Tuoba Yanrong took a step forward, and said again: "Why, don't you dare to stand up and meet me?" She clenched her fists, looking at the dozens of people in the yard who were fighting desperately, including Xixia's death There are the guards from this other courtyard, and the group of men in black who rushed in without fear of death.

Suddenly, Tuoba Yan smiled.This is a feeling of deja vu, she is too weak as the princess of Xixia.She lost their stronghold, lost so many dead soldiers, tried her best again and again but always stopped at the last moment.She wasn't ruthless enough, so the poison that was put on Anuo's body was not acute. She calculated the time correctly, and also calculated that they would desperately search for the antidote.

She made an ambush, but finally gave them the antidote.In her whole life, she didn't have many friends, and perhaps only two people, A Nuo and Tongwen, were considered as friends.It's a pity that the three of them are destined not to be friends in this life.I can't get rid of my identity and burden for a lifetime.If you can't throw it away, it will get heavier and heavier.

Tuoba Yanrong raised his head slowly, it was almost the end of June, even at night it didn't feel cold, the bright moon in the sky illuminated the whole yard.She could clearly see the desperate people, the stumps that fell on the ground, and the bloodstains.She can see everything clearly, except she can't see what will happen to her in the future.

She held her hands tightly, the knuckles of her five fingers turned blue and white, and she spoke again, with a deep sarcasm in her voice: "Arnuo, I know you are outside, don't you want to take revenge with your own hands? You can kill him with your own hands. Wen promised, why don't you dare to come out and face me now?"

Outside the yard, Arnold's body was already trembling uncontrollably.She didn't do it because she was afraid, she was trying her best to bear it.The hatred was about to overwhelm her, and the flames of anger were tumbling in her mind.She was staying awake, trying not to be fooled.However, this sentence was heard so clearly, it was as if Tuoba Yanrong said it standing in front of her.

"Don't go out, the time should be fast, they don't have as many people as us, just wait a little longer and we can go out and watch her get caught. Alone can't save the situation, as long as we are careful, she can't escape."

A Nuo took a deep breath, looked at Gan Mala's deep eyes, "Gan Mala, I..."

"Calm down, be sure to calm down."