Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 130

do you know?I really want to strangle that cowardly self to death!

Choked to death!

Choked to death!

The lonely back finally stopped there, and in front of him was the black-clothed guard of Nanchu who was on full alert. The original love for robes was deeply obliterated by the stern situation in front of him, and all the knives and arrows were fiercely aimed at him. After getting on Qingxia's petite body, just waiting for Chu Li to make a gesture, thousands of sharp blades will be shot out, and the thin woman will be lingering piece by piece.But the silent man was still silent, he turned his back to Qing Xia, wanted to speak again, but finally swallowed it down, dragged his heavy steps, and gradually disappeared among the Southern Chu army , the broken words in his chest gradually gathered into a voice, shouting frantically in his mind, but he just couldn't break through the last bit of dignity left.

How much I want to ask you, are you cuter than me?Can you care about me?Were all the days that passed away a lie?You risked your life to save me regardless of life and death, is it just a game?
However, after all, I still don't want to say anything, just leave step by step.

All the Southern Chu soldiers stared wide-eyed, watching in disbelief that their great emperor just left quietly without giving any order, let alone capture, release, or kill?

At this moment, a piercing shriek sounded suddenly, the sound pierced the sky sharply, and formed a cry that broke through the sky in midair. , Their pitch-black wings swept across the sky above the Nanchu Camp, leaving a ferocious trail.

Accompanied by the ominous singing of birds, the rumble of war drums that stirred the hearts of the people and made the blood boil immediately resounded throughout the barracks. It was the drumbeat and warning whistle before the war!
On this rainy and bloody night, the first battle of Bailuyuan hunting finally started rumblingly!
"Your Majesty!" A sentinel standing on the high platform suddenly shouted: "King Xuan of the Northern Qin Dynasty brought the [-] Yanzi battalion and challenged him openly in front of the camp!"

A loud bang exploded in everyone's hearts, and everyone's eyes turned to the north exit of the camp.Behind that wooden door, the ever-victorious and invincible Yanziying finally aimed Sen Leng's blade at the Nanchu camp!
"Chu Li! Let Yimaer go!"

The clear and sharp voice resounded immediately, whistling and echoing over the Nanchu camp, drinking the fierce wind, with a sharp breath and overbearing domineering!
"Chu Li! Let people go!" [-] Qin soldiers followed closely behind and shouted in unison. Their voices were agitated, they fought the sky, broke through the thick clouds, tore apart the pitch-black sky, gathered into a huge torrent, and crashed across the entire sky. Rush and stir!
Qing Xia's complexion suddenly turned pale, and she staggered, as if she was the one who was stabbed just now, her eyes stared blankly at the dark and ferocious night, and she felt that all reason was gone from her mind Going, she glanced around in panic, but she couldn't find a pair of eyes that could tell her that this was just a nightmare. Finally, after passing through the crowd, it was still Chu Li's indifferent and mocking eyes, watching coldly. She looked at her sarcastically, and a sneer gradually climbed to the corner of his mouth, full of cold alienation and ridicule.

Like a thunderbolt splitting her heart in an instant, the river of despair finally surged violently.

What should I do?What should she do?Is this a reincarnation of fate, or an inescapable nightmare?The river of blood under the earth is already running violently. Those rumbling war drums will eventually break down all barriers in the world and establish a new order on the flesh and blood of women and children and the bones of soldiers.And she is the starting point of all the real initiations. She is the disaster of the world, the freak who stirs up the blood and blood in the world, and she finally believed it.

Could it be that if she died, it would all be over?Does it mean that as long as she is gone, everything will be back to normal?
She took out a flying knife from her waist and wiped it towards her neck, but immediately, the icy cold iron fell to the ground, and her hands, like puppets that had lost control of the silk thread, were limp. drooped down.At this moment, she was horrified to find that her whole body was limp and without a trace of strength. Zhuang Dianru's cold and crazy smile before his death reappeared in front of her eyes. Looking at the black blood on her hands, she suddenly seemed to be burned. , staggered two steps in despair, and finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down!

Mu Lian's words echoed in his mind again. Unlike the other three, Qin Zhiyan has no factions in the country and dominates one side. If this time he disregards the order and starts a war with Southern Chu during the hunt, what will he do after returning home? ?Zhuang Dianru had already figured all this out, so he used his death to break the last hesitation in Chu Li's heart and deal a severe blow to the most important enemy in his life.

"Do not……"

The fragile voice finally blurted out, along with tears of despair, flowing wantonly in the tense atmosphere of the Southern Chu Camp.

Qingxia's hands were immediately tied up by the soldiers of Southern Chu, those black-clothed guards who had been taught by Qingxia had cold faces, and no one pity her even the slightest bit. , made a simple bandage.

He didn't even look at Qing Xia, and said in a low voice to the soldiers of the black-clothed guards: "Go out of the camp, line up, and let me meet the invincible, Yan-word-battalion for a while!"

The blue wind howled, and the white snow was boundless.The vast snowy field was pitch black, and the atmosphere of death permeated the air. Countless pitch-black blackwood birds chirped and flew across the vast land.The strong wind blows Lie Lie's robes, and the solid bodies of the soldiers are wrapped under the cold armor. The bloodthirsty fighting spirit is rolling in the bone marrow, and the blazing roar is churning in the mind. Under the blood-red full moon, the Qin and Chu armies are facing each other. On the snow-capped Bailuyuan, a gust of wind blew up from the ground, rolling up the snow powder all over the sky, like a sharp knife, slapping people fiercely.

Qin Zhiyan led the [-] Iron-Blooded Yanzi Battalion soldiers in the Northern Qin Dynasty, standing a stone's throw away, with silver-white armor, handsome eyebrows, frost all over his face, which has always been gentle and calm, with a biting coldness and aura Out of anger, he looked coldly at the Southern Chu army that seemed to be hiding in the dark night, and suddenly raised his voice, "Chu Li! Let Yimaer go!"

The king in the darkness smiled lowly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, he turned his head slightly, winked at the soldiers behind him, and then, a cross stick specially used for binding people was taken by four soldiers Lifted up.

Qing Xia was dressed in jet black, with a pale complexion and black hair, and was tightly tied to a wooden stake.All of a sudden, there was a bang, and the wooden stake was ruthlessly thrust into the snow field. Qingxia's clothes were thin, her pretty face was pale, under the burning torch, the blood stained her face with ferocious traces. Suddenly, Qing Xia's long hair flew all over the sky in an instant, hovering ferociously, like countless butterflies of darkness, waving their withered wings, dancing gorgeously under the nine heavens.

On the vast snowy field, a pale woman with blood-stained clothes and flying black hair stands alone between the Qin and Chu armies. On her two sides are the two most rebellious and dazzling kings in the world.The blue wind rose from the ground, the snow and fog swept across the sky, and the sandy and dry land two years ago was parted. The giant wheel of history once again entangled the three of them in one place. As time went by, the wind and cloud gathered again, and the two armies faced each other again, but what they did was still the reason for being angry and crowned as a beauty!

"Yimaer." Qin Zhiyan's voice was low, with deep pity and anger, his eyes turned from Qing Xia's body, fixed on Chu Li's body, and finally slowly raised his head , close your eyes.After a while, when it was slowly opened again, it was already clear.No impulsiveness or anger could be seen, just looking at Qing Xia gently, under the cold helmet, the corner of his mouth smiled softly, his voice was light but so clear, softly transmitted to Qing Xia's ears.

"Do not be afraid."

The tears that had been endured for too long finally flowed down, sliding across Qingxia's snow-white skin, and were blown dry by the howling north wind.Thousands of words were condensed in the chest cavity, and countless regrets and regrets were about to rush out, but when the words came to my lips, I couldn't find a suitable way to express them.

Xilinchen's corpse pierced with thousands of holes, Zhuang Dianru's hot and crazy eyes, a series of inescapable conspiracy traps and unjust grievances that can never be washed away.In this night, her strength, her calmness, and her proud self-sufficiency and intelligence were completely destroyed. She was no longer the super agent who turned her hands into clouds and rain, she was no longer the eternal A stubborn woman who refuses to admit defeat and never bows her head, under heavy blows, she finally removed those strong barriers, like a vulnerable child without any defense, tears poured down her eyes!

This is a gluttonous feast of flesh and blood in a troubled world dominated by heaven, they are all pawns caught in it, and no one can escape.

"Ah……"

A deep and hoarse laughter suddenly sounded, and Chu Li waved his hand lazily like a Shura crawling out of hell.

"Get ready!" Le Song shouted suddenly, and all the archers drew their round bows when they heard the words, and all their heavy arrows were aimed at the Yanzi camp with shining silver armor, like a group of hungry ghosts devouring the world.

"Let it go!" In an instant, the sky and the earth were enraged, the vegetation was filled with sorrow, thousands of arrows of locusts formed a dense black net in mid-air, and under the blood-red moonlight, they rushed towards the army of Yanziying!Soldiers who have experienced many battles quickly raised their vine-wood shields, and the sound of bangs resounded throughout the world, but despite this, there were still arrows shot into the crowd, and a group of people fell on their backs. The screams pierced the sky and intertwined into the world The saddest song ever.

(End of this chapter)