Abandoned woman's glory

Chapter 129 Wang Zhang Tomb of the Living Dead
For some reason, when I heard these words, I felt a breath of near despair spread from his hand to my body, and that kind of deep pain spread in the bottom of my heart...

why--

Obviously you abandoned me first, why do you want to show me this injured look now?

His hands tightened around my neck, I couldn't breathe gradually, my eyes began to turn black, I almost struggled for suffocation, but he refused to let go at all, only the sound of heavy breathing was heard in my ears ringing.

Those bloodthirsty eyes like beasts are in front of me, so clear and sharp, as if they want to pierce my heart.

No - no, I don't want to die here!
I was screaming desperately in my heart, but my consciousness gradually drifted away, my struggle became weaker and weaker, and my sanity became more and more blurred...

Suddenly, that hand let go!
I was caught off guard and fell to the ground, coughing violently.

Although I can't believe it, but - he really let me go!Why, Ling Shaoyang is not a good man and a faithful woman, everyone knows that, he hates me, and I know it too.

But why did he let me go?

Mo Yunyi also came up: "My lord, why did you let her go?"

Ling Shaoyang sneered, turned his head slowly, and looked down the valley.

At this time, I realized that the surrounding situation was a little different—the screams of killing just now had subsided, and only the bitter cold wind was blowing through the bottom of the valley, bringing bursts of strong bloody smell!

The killing was over, and the entire Juma River valley was covered in blood-stained red, as if the huge valley bottom was filled with blood, and all that could be seen were corpses strewn across the field, blood flowing like a river.

So tragic!
But in such a tragic scene, there is a place that is still like a silent island, unaffected in the slightest.

Wang Zhang!

All the imperial guards were captured alive, and there was not even a single soldier there. Standing in this place surrounded by swords and murderous, it was like a dead tomb of the living dead, which made people feel an indescribable strangeness.

Ling Chufeng, he's still inside!
At this time, why can he still sit firmly in the king's tent?

At this time, several generals in the valley had already walked to Ling Shaoyang, and said respectfully: "My lord, the overall situation has been settled, please give me an order to let the last generals enter the king's account!"

Mo Yunyi's eyes immediately burst into excitement.

And my heart suddenly rose to my throat: "No—"

Ling Shaoyang looked coldly at the dead king's tent not far away, a needlepoint of sarcasm suddenly appeared in his eyes, and said: "After all, it is a generation of emperors. If we really meet each other with swords, wouldn't it be too ugly?"

Mo Yunyi was taken aback for a moment, and so were the generals around him.

"Then, my lord wants to—"

He came over suddenly, grabbed my wrist and pulled hard, and I staggered and fell into his arms.

what to do? !

I struggled to raise my head, met those cold eyes, and saw him smiling coldly at me.

(End of this chapter)