Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

"Fan Zui, if you kill me now, you'll regret it!"

This young man speaks in a seemingly calm manner, yet he seems to truly do what he says.

Even this marquis, who was used to grand occasions, finally began to panic.

I feel unsure.

Fan Zui ignored him and walked straight to the princess, gently lifting her chin with his hand.

She was a captivating woman, someone who could make anyone's heart flutter.

Tall and shapely, she exuded a unique charm despite her disheveled appearance and slightly grime on her face.

Her long hair was like black feathers fluttering in the wind, fluffy and smooth.

Each strand of hair seemed to radiate a smooth and healthy shine.

Her slightly disheveled hair added a touch of wildness and charm.

Simply put, this woman inspires a desire to conquer at first glance.

"Let her go!" the one-armed man roared.

At this moment, the witch standing to the side gave a cold laugh and said, "Someone, take her to the marshal's room."

Fan Zui: "..."

Chapter 262 [Mu Qingcheng]

Night falls, a hazy curtain covers the earth, and starlight sparkles like diamonds.

A gentle breeze brushed against my face, bringing a slight chill.

The starlight twinkled faintly, casting dappled patterns of light that illuminated the military camp.

In the darkness of night, the leaves rustled, as if whispering secrets to themselves.

A gentle breeze brought the coolness and tranquility of the night.

Behind this darkness lie endless unknowns and miracles.

That invincible frontier war god eventually died.

Before the vast army, the young marshal held the Emperor's Sword in one hand and swung it down without hesitation, causing heads to roll to the ground.

Sacrificing blood to the flag greatly boosted the army's morale.

This matter gradually spread throughout the military camp, and everyone knew about it.

However, the soldiers who participated in the battle still felt dazed.

It seems hard to imagine that the God of War, who was on par with the Lord of Annihilation, had fallen in such a way.

Moreover, they also contributed their share.

However, this frontier war god received mostly harsh criticism.

The Qian Yuan dynasty suffered a crushing defeat, its army collapsing like a house of cards, all because of this man's sudden betrayal.

As the commander-in-chief, he betrayed his country and defected to the enemy, making him arguably the first person in history to do so.

Finally, that princess...

Hehe... When it comes to this, the soldiers can talk on and on.

To be honest, this young marshal was quite famous.

"Do you know what the Marshal's ambition is?"

"Who doesn't know that? There are 300,000 women in the harem!"

"Hahaha……"

Such ambition is probably only something this young marshal would dare to voice.

That princess was sent to the villa, wasn't she?

In the military camp, a villa stands out conspicuously.

The soldiers had never seen anyone carry a villa with them when they went out to fight.

However, he had the utmost respect for this marshal.

They fought their way through countless battles, winning every single one.

The Southern Barbarian Empress and the War God of the Qian Yuan Frontier, both of them joined forces and were defeated by her.

Almost every battle was won by a smaller force.

And it was a resounding victory!

A brilliant record.

In a short period of time, the entire army was completely convinced of his authority and came under his complete control.

The news spread far and wide, and many self-proclaimed senior experts still found this achievement hard to believe.

Only in the capital of Qian Yuan, three white-haired old men were not surprised by this.

This was expected.

It's simply become a reality now.

In the villa.

inside the room.

The woman, her face stained with black grime, sat on the bed, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.

Suddenly, the door opened silently, and the boy walked in.

She jumped up from the bed, looking slightly awkward.

"What are you going to do to me?" The woman quietly clutched the corner of her dress, which probably made her feel a little more at ease.

Fan Zui ignored her, simply took off his coat, went into the bathroom, and took a refreshing shower.

The shower gel had a pleasant fragrance that permeated the entire room.

The woman became increasingly nervous.

She wished the other person would say something; their silence left her feeling completely uncertain.

Suddenly, a sound came from the bathroom.

"I thought you had committed suicide."

His tone was flat, devoid of any emotion, yet it carried an indescribable air of authority and coldness.

Is this the legendary young marshal?

The person who was rumored to have been struck by lightning back then?

Mu Qingcheng remained silent and did not respond.

He said this without intending for her to respond.

"Since they didn't commit suicide, it means they still want to live."

That really hit the nail on the head.

However, that's not entirely true.

Why did she commit suicide?

For that man.

In today's world, how many women can truly control their own destiny?

Her path was never one she chose herself.

Sometimes, beauty really is a kind of original sin.

The woman remained silent, looking into the bathroom at the faintly visible figure. She had a vague idea of ​​what would happen tonight.

However, she felt nothing.

There was just a tiny bit of fear.

"Tell me, why did he betray us?" the question finally came from the bathroom.

"Why don't you ask him yourself?" After a long silence, the woman asked in return.

She spoke these words with great emphasis.

It seems that they want to rebel against their fate.

The words slipped out, but my heart was pounding with anxiety.

"I have already killed him."

Why didn't you ask questions before you killed him!

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

"He seems to have made some kind of agreement with the Southern Barbarian Empress, but I don't know the specifics."