Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 398

Lifting Leng Jian, slowly raised his head, looked at Murong Xuan indifferently and deeply, without a trace of warmth.

Then he looked away, glanced around the battlefield, and said in a deep voice, "I, the Jing Dynasty, will definitely give everyone an explanation for this matter, and if it is proved that the collaborator and traitor is Jing Xingyue, I will definitely not be soft-hearted! "

"The most urgent thing now is that we must unite as one, so that we have a chance to survive. Even if it is to settle accounts, we have to go back to Yuchu!" The voice is not very loud, but it is extremely deep, but it has its own momentum, echoing in those soldiers heart.

The disheartened expressions of those soldiers brightened a bit, with hatred in their determined expressions, which was completely different from the sluggish aura just now.

Seeing that his words didn't achieve the intended intention, he dialed back after Jing Xingzhi said a few words, his morale was boosted, and Murong Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Two hours later.

Even though the morale was boosted, it was still impossible to overcome the gap in numbers.

After some fighting, Jing Xingzhi, Lan Yu and the others were at the end of their strength.

Only 20 of the [-] troops remained.

As for Murong Xuan's side, apart from the 80 sent to stop the cavalry from the 15 army, only [-] remained.

Obviously, Murong Xuan's side had more casualties, but under the current circumstances, Jing Xingzhi and Lan Yu did not take advantage of it.

Murong Xuan's face was extremely gloomy, his 80 troops faced Shang Jing Xing's 20, which was four times the number, yet they still couldn't wipe out their entire army!

"Give it to me, kill them, don't let any of them go!" Murong Xuan stared viciously at the seriously injured Jing Xingzhi, and Murong Xuan commanded fiercely, his eyes were full of hostility, murderous and vicious.

Jing Xingzhi looked at Lan Yu, "Lan Yu, you can leave later if you are sure." In this case, they have no chance of winning now.

"Take care of yourself first!" Lan Yu said in a cold voice without answering his question.

"Today, neither of you will be able to escape!" Murong Xuan's clothes were also stained with blood, and he said with a sinister gaze.

One is the King of Jin in the early days of Yu, and the other is the young general Mo Ran. Even if the lives of these two are exchanged for 80 troops, there is nothing unworthy.

Soldiers kept falling, from the enemy's side, from one's own side, and soldiers kept rushing forward.

The situation of Jing Xingzhi and Lan Yu is not good.

Murong Xuan seemed to be determined to let them come and go, and sent someone to wrap the two of them to death, so that they would not have any chance to breathe.

Jing Xingzhi and Lan Yu were covered in blood, they raised their swords and dropped them skillfully, without any hesitation, they seemed to be numb!
"Jing Xingzhi, you have today too!" Murong Xuan faced Jing Xingzhi with a cold sword in his hand, his voice was cold and his eyes were dark.

Between one move and one move, the two went back and forth for more than dozens of moves. Jing Xingzhi was seriously injured, and Murong Xuan's martial arts were not low, so he was naturally not Murong Xuan's opponent.

After a duel, Jing Xingzhi suffered a lot of new injuries.

With a "bang", the sword in Jing Xingzhi's hand was knocked down to the ground, his figure swayed twice due to the momentum, and he almost lost his footing, he took several steps back to stabilize his figure.

He spat out a mouthful of blood suddenly, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and it was horribly miserable.

"Jing Xingzhi, it's up to you to die here today!" He said with cold eyes, and the sharp sword hit Jing Xingzhi directly, aiming at his throat.

Lan Yu was entangled by the rest of the people, unable to get out to help Jing Xingzhi, but Jing Xingzhi's injuries were too serious to avoid.

Jing Xingzhi slowly closed his eyes, there was still regret and reluctance on his face.Unexpectedly... It's too late to even see Qingchen for the last time!
"clang."

A stone flying from afar opened the long sword in Murong Xuan's hand without any deviation, and a burst of sparks flew from the collision, showing the ruthlessness of the force.

Murong Xuan's hand trembled violently, his jaw went numb, he lost his grip on the sword and fell to the ground, looking up, his expression changed instantly.

Jing Xingzhi opened his eyes, and saw Yu Qingchen coming riding Juechen, a gleam flashed in his beautiful eyes, and a smile curled up on the corner of his lips.

Yu Qingchen's face was covered with frost, the cold and stunning face had no temperature at the moment, like the cold ice in the extreme north, cold and shocking.

"Except for Murong Xuan, there is no one left!" The words that escaped from the thinned lips were as cold as ice scum.

When Yu Qingchen came, the situation reversed instantly.

The snow clothes flashed lightly, and in the next moment, she came to Jing Xingzhi from the horseback. Seeing his injuries all over her body, Yu Qingchen's face instantly became gloomy like never before. She glanced at Murong Xuan, and that gaze seemed to be You can delay him thousands of times.

Then she shifted her gaze to Jing Xingzhi's body, but just stood there, not even daring to touch him, for fear that she would accidentally touch his body full of injuries.

"OK... OK!" Yu Qingchen's voice was very soft, cautious like never before.

Jing Xingzhi raised his hands with great difficulty, blocking Yu Qingchen's eyes, with a slight smile in his voice, but could not hide his weakness, "...Qingchen, don't look!" His current appearance must be ugly.

Yu Qingchen held Jing Xingzhi's hands, took him away from her eyes, looked at Jing Xingzhi seriously, and said softly, as if afraid of disturbing him, "It's not ugly, you will always be the prettiest in my heart .”

Jing Xingzhi smiled, "I really like to hear your... this sentence."

Lan Yu was already standing aside with the support of others, looked at Jing Xingzhi and Yu Qingchen with complicated eyes, did not speak, her indifferent face turned pale.

Jing Xingzhi swayed, Yu Qingchen quickly supported him, and finally directly hugged Jing Xingzhi.

Jing Xingzhi's pale face was stunned for a while, and then he said jokingly with a smile, "Qingchen, you will lose all your majesty when you hug me like this!" After all, he is a man, and Qingchen is now a man. The appearance of a woman.

Hearing this, many soldiers looked at Jing Xingzhi and Yu Qingchen with surprise in their eyes.

Although Yu Qingchen is not that kind of dress, but it is also capable and simple women's clothes. At this time, holding Jing Xingzhi in his arms, not only does not feel disobedient, but also has an indescribable aesthetic mood. , the flowing warmth does not allow a third person to intervene.

"Do you still have dignity after being injured like this?" Yu Qingchen's voice was very low and deep, as if she was extremely frightened, her hands holding Jing Xingzhi trembled slightly.

"Qingchen, don't be like this, look at me, isn't it all right?" Jing Xingzhi's words and tone seemed to be very relaxed. After speaking, he buried his head in Yu Qingchen's arms, where he couldn't see , gasped.

Yu Qingchen didn't speak, the feeling of wetness under his hands was so obvious, and between the nostrils, there was a bloody smell so strong that it almost suffocated him.

He lowered his head and looked at Jing Xingzhi deeply. He was wearing a bright red shirt, which was the same color as blood. Even if the blood soaked the shirt, he couldn't see the slightest bit.

"Stop!" Looking at him seriously, Yu Qingchen's voice was very deep.

"Qingchen." Jing Xingzhi still had a ostentatious smile in his eyes, his fair face was dotted with blood, but it set off those beautiful eyes even more dazzlingly.

"I...look at your injury!" Yu Qingchen looked at Jing Xingzhi with a low voice.

"No, do you want me to take off my clothes in public? Only you can see my body!" Facing Yu Qingchen, Jing Xingzhi played a rogue.He didn't want Qingchen to see the injuries on his body.

Yu Qingchen's eyes darkened a bit, extremely complicated.Xingzhi didn't want him to see his injury, it must... be extremely serious.

"Xingzhi, I..." Before Yu Qingchen could speak, Jing Xingzhi interrupted, "Qingchen, can you take me away?"

His voice was very soft, and there was a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Yu Qingchen stared at him for a long time with her head down, her ice-like and snow-like delicate face was unprecedentedly deep and complicated, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Jing Xingzhi pursed his lips, his face was pale, like Yingxue, without a trace of blood, looking thin and fragile.

Yu Qingchen still didn't answer, her cold eyes became deeper and deeper, so thick that they couldn't melt.

"... Qingchen!" Jing Xingzhi stretched out his hand and gently tugged on Yu Qingchen's sleeve, and called softly.He knows his own injury best, and there should not be much time left, he doesn't want so many people bothering him and Qingchen at the last moment.

I want to spend more time with Qingchen, I want to stay with him longer, longer, longer...

There is no need to deliberately feel the wetness in the hands, because it can already be seen that Yu Qingchen's snow-white clothes are also stained red with blood. It fell to the ground.

Yu Qingchen held Jing Xingzhi in his arms, and he didn't dare to move his hands, and he didn't dare to use force, he could even feel the blood flowing through his fingers.

It's not very turbulent, but there has never been a break.

He knew that Jing Xingzhi's body was full of injuries.

"There is no other way, is it?" Yu Qingchen's voice was very soft and low, it seemed that she had no emotion, but in reality she was suppressing extremely deep and complicated emotions.

No matter what it was, Xingzhi would never give up lightly. If there was no other way, he wouldn't just hope that he would take him away instead of... giving up the treatment.

Jing Xingzhi's body froze, his eyes darkened a little, and a bitter arc was drawn, "Qingchen, I want to stay with you for a while, just the two of us and no one else."

Yu Qingchen nodded very heavily, and her eyes, as cold as ice, turned slightly red where Jing Xingzhi could not see.

When he turned around with Jing Xingzhi in his arms, Lan Yu saw the red snowclothes in front of him, her indifferent eyes froze, and then closed them heavily.He knew that Jing Xingzhi's injury was serious, but he didn't expect it to be this serious.

"Catch Murongxuan alive, don't accept surrender, and none of Shuyue's people will be spared!" Holding Jing Xingzhi in his arms, he walked out of the battlefield very slowly, and before leaving, he said this sentence in a cold tone, which seemed to contain a destructive hatred meaning.

These words made Murong Xuan shudder, he naturally didn't feel that Yu Qingchen was going to let him go!

　Well, it feels like the countdown to the end is about to begin!

　　Little spoiler, Jing Xingzhi will not die!After all, I love Yumeiren so much!He... hey, whether it's the husband or the wife, Ah Jiu is still reluctant!
　　
　
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