The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 548 Your Highness, You Are Poisonous! (1)
Under the curtain, a graceful figure can be vaguely seen.

Everyone watched nervously, and General Chang didn't talk nonsense, he directly pointed out the spear in his hand and lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing half the outline of the woman's cold face inside.

"Who is sitting in this car, you don't know him?" General Chang said: "Your Xiyue Emperor's first-rank princess, the jewel in the palm of your highness, what is she, I don't need to say more right?"

Li Lin had already started to gasp uncontrollably, and looked sideways to see Chu Qiyan's reaction with a worried expression.

Chu Qiyan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his brows were slightly frowned.

However, his eyes only passed Chu Xunyang's face, and then looked at General Chang who was facing him again, "So? Are you threatening me with Xunyang's life?"

"Take a Chuzhou City in exchange for the safe return of Your Highness the Crown Prince's beloved daughter, and you are not at a loss on this deal!" General Chang said coldly, with an expression on his face that he was determined to win.

Chu Qiyan furrowed his brows deeply——

He really didn't expect that Chu Xunyang would come to Chuzhou, and appear here so suddenly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Chu Xunyang smile and say in the chariot: "Take this palace for another Chuzhou!" Chang Siming, in your opinion, is Ben Gong's life so worthless?"

Her tone sounded leisurely, but there was a hint of irony in it.

General Chang's eyebrows twitched, but his heart was even more annoyed——

How could Chu Xunyang know his name?And how important is the significance of this Chuzhou city? How does she, a short-sighted boudoir, know?
Although it is only a city, Chuzhou is a barrier for them to break through the gate of Xiyue.

Once the gate of Chuzhou was broken through, the terrain behind it was not suitable for the army to deploy defenses. It was almost unstoppable for the Nanhua army to drive straight in.

This Chuzhou city has a lot to do with it, and he—

It is also imperative.

There was a faint surge of emotion in Chang Siming's heart, and he quickly gathered his mind. With a sweep of the spear in his hand, he cut off the curtain on the chariot, and then pointed at Chu Xunyang who was sitting in the chariot with a sharp point, He said to Chu Qiyan: "How? Are you willing to give in or not?"

The bright gun tip reflected the girl's face, making her look even more beautiful, and a cold and sharp edge was reflected in the bright beauty.

Chu Qiyan pursed the corners of his lips, and stared at this side with complicated eyes, thoughtful, but did not express his opinion.

Chu Xunyang ignored him, and glanced at the spear that Chang Siming held up in front of her, and curled his lips into a sly smile.

Then the next moment, Chu Qiyan looked away without warning.

Here Chu Xunyang made a sudden move, grabbed it with his backhand, and slapped the handle of the gun with his other hand, causing Chang Siming's wrist to go numb due to the shock.

The next moment, the girl who was sitting still on the chariot turned around and jumped up briskly and skillfully. Among the thousands of troops, the spear in her hand was retracted and galloped, and it was firmly pressed against Chang Siming's throat.

The sun rose slowly, and the morning light covered the ground, plating a layer of gold on her seemingly thin but unruly figure.

Under the sun, the girl's eyes were bright, with a spear in her hand, and she didn't change her expression when facing the dense array of iron-blooded weapons at her feet.

"General!" Suddenly, the surrounding soldiers reacted, and immediately raised their guns and stabbed him.

"Try it!" Chu Xunyang's brows and eyes sharpened, and he glanced condescendingly over everyone's heads, "See if it's your movements that are quick, or the tip of my gun that saw the blood first!"

Her aura is fierce, she is obviously alone in the enemy camp but she has no fear.

A small chariot was besieged by hundreds of Nanhua soldiers, and hundreds of spears gathered, trapping her to death from all directions.

Chu Xunyang stood on the chariot, holding a spear under his arm and pointing it at Chang Siming's throat.

The sound of the wind in the field rolled up her purple skirt, and her ink hair danced, throwing an unusually soft and contradictory arc in the air. Under the sun, it looked like a splash-ink painting with solemn colors, which strongly impacted the vision. .

Chu Qiyan on the opposite side just watched silently, the corners of his lips were tensed into a straight line, but there was a faint light and shadow flickering in his eyes.

In such a situation where the enemy is extremely nervous, he——

He seemed to be in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.

It is true that no one cared about him at this time, and everyone's eyes were focused on the tall young girl opposite.

Chang Siming's face was ashen, and he wished he could find a hole to get in after losing his face, but he was still sitting on the horse, and he was on a high place, which happened to make all the soldiers on both sides appreciate his ugliness.

"How could you—" Chang Siming said, roaring almost uncontrollably.

"Is there any point in asking these now?" Chu Xunyang asked coldly before he finished speaking.

Chang Siming glanced at the chariot under heavy siege and felt a little relieved, and said coldly, "What do you want?"

"It's not good!" Chu Xunyang said: "Do you remember what I said before? Come to discuss terms with Bengong—"

As she spoke, she shook her head slightly with disdain, "You are not qualified!"

Chang Siming gritted his teeth, the muscles on his cheeks tensed, he endured it, and snorted coldly: "You are too whimsical, trying to hold this general hostage in front of the two armies? Really think that my soldiers in Nanhua are nothing but idiots No?"

"Whether they are idiots or not has nothing to do with me, it's just that you have wasted so much of my time and energy, there's no reason to ask me to take a trip for nothing, you—" Chu Xunyang rolled his eyes, casually He raised his chin to one of Chang Siming's personal soldiers below, and ordered: "Go back to the camp immediately and report to your real master. I will give him a stick of incense. If others don't come—"

She said, but paused again, and said coldly: "Although this knife of this palace is fast, it is not just borrowed for others to use casually!"

The soldier was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't understand what she meant, he just raised his head to look at Chang Siming vaguely.

Chang Siming frowned deeply, and there was a bit of suspicion in his eyes.

Chu Xunyang only said to the soldier: "Just tell him what I said in the palace. Whether you come or not, let him listen to you!"

Chang Siming kept silent for the sake of saving face.

Seeing this, the personal soldier was a little anxious.

Chu Xunyang is not people like Chu Qiyan and Chu Qifeng, just a perverse and spoiled girl. Looking at her like that, I really want to make her anxious. Chang Siming will definitely die.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the soldier couldn't wait much, got on his horse, and ran towards the barracks behind him.

Here, Chu Xunyang's face remained unchanged, he was already standing alone on the chariot, accepting the baptism of the eyes of the soldiers of the two armies in the situation of heavy siege.

(End of this chapter)