At this critical moment, a wet Mo knife was inserted horizontally into the middle of the bodies of Yu Wenzhe and Princess Changle, and Yu Wenzhe's dagger was directly inserted into the horizontal surface of the Mo knife blade.
"Squeak" Yu Wenzhe's powerful power made the blade of the Mo knife slam on the back of Princess Changle, and the muffled sound of the blade colliding with the golden silk armor was intertwined with the sound of the bones breaking at Qin Hu's wrist.
Princess Changle and Empress Changsun couldn't bear this kind of force, and suddenly threw them out to the back, Princess Changle was only a little embarrassed by the golden silk armor guard, she was slightly shocked, and she woke up in a sluggish state, but Empress Changsun couldn't support the strength of the penetration, and a mouthful of blood vomited on the face that Princess Changle had just raised.
"Defend, Kill" Qin Hu didn't expect Yu Wenzhe to shoot at Princess Changle so easily, and he barely lifted the Mo knife to defend but was shocked by Yu Wenzhe and injured his wrist, after defending this move, the Mo knife fell to the ground with a thud, and he couldn't catch up with Yu Wenzhe's figure that burst out again, so he could only roar in despair.
Because when he saw Yu Wenzhe's blood-red eyes, he knew that Yu Wenzhe in front of him had lost his mind, and now he was a beast dominated by killing intent, and he would not stop at all, and he couldn't stop.
"Kill" The four Mo knives attacked the four key points of Yu Wenzhe's body in the next moment, although these four Xuanjia soldiers could block in front of the eldest grandson queen, but they were also slow in the face of Yu Wenzhe's surprise attack, so they chose to directly attack Yu Wenzhe's vital point, forcing Yu Wenzhe to withdraw to save himself, if Yu Wenzhe stabbed his dagger in the body of Princess Changle, then he would also be pierced through his body by these four Mo knives at the same time.
Yu Wenzhe retreated, they would have enough time to set up a defensive formation, as long as they had a formation, with the tacit understanding that the four of them had cultivated on the battlefield over the years, they would be able to stop anyone, because the real identities of the four of them were Li Shiming's four personal guards, and the four people who were the most defensive in the Xuanwu Army, so they would follow Empress Changsun to the Helan Mountains, and until now they are still guarding in front of Empress Changsun and Princess Changle.
But they forgot that their tactics of attacking the enemy and saving them were only suitable for people who were still sensible, and at this time, Yu Wenzhe was completely dominated by the killing intent, and even forgot why he wanted to kill and who he wanted to kill, his eyes were already covered with a blood mist, and he only knew that killing the blood-red figure he saw through his eyes and destroying this blood-red world was really like a beast that pounced without pause.
Just when Yu Wenzhe's dagger was about to stab into Princess Changle's neck, and when the four Mo knives were about to be inserted into his body, a bloody smell that seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood exploded, and the strong killing intent seemed to affect time, and the four Mo knives and the dagger were all pulled by this killing intent, and they paused for a moment.
In this short moment, in Qin Hu's horrified eyes, four muffled sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the four soldiers of the Xuanjia Army were all suddenly swept away, and they couldn't stop vomiting a mouthful of blood in mid-air.
And Yu Wenzhe stopped in front of him, this figure was as thick as a mountain range, a thick hand was tightly held on the blade of the dagger, and the blood dripped down his wrist but he didn't notice it at all, just looked at it with pity, looking at Yu Wenzhe who had lost his mind in front of him.
"Young master, wake up, don't be swallowed up by hatred" Yu Wenzhe obviously heard this hoarse voice with grief, his whole body shook, and the blood mist covering his eyeballs turned into drops of blood and tears, which slowly slid down his cheeks.
I don't know how long it took, as a warm breeze blew, Yu Wenzhe slowly closed his eyes and slowly let go of his right hand holding the dagger, "Uncle Lin, let it go, it's fine." ” "Young master, Miss Xin'er wants to protect her, kill Miss Xin'er even if she dies herself, even if she knows that she will be separated from you by yin and yang, do you have to protect something If this is really the case, then let me do it, I also like Xin'er's girl, only you and Xin'er will call me Uncle Lin in this world" Lin Ping let go of the sharp blade of the dagger, walked back to his previous position, and lifted the jet-black giant bow standing on the ground with his palm that was still oozing blood, as if to hide the tears in his eyes, and said without looking back.
This giant bow was like sucking Lin Ping's blood, and the blood on the wound on Lin Ping's palm did not flow down the bow when it touched the bow body, but was attached to the bow body, turning into a jet-black color.
"I know that it is death, and I know that it will be separated from my yin and yang, what I know is the Tang Dynasty, and it is the hope that the people will not suffer from the war, so you two can't die" Yu Wenzhe slowly opened his eyes, like a child who had lost his most beloved thing, tears couldn't stop flowing, and even washed away the remaining blood stains on his face, looking at the eldest grandson queen and the princess Changle who fell to the ground and muttered to themselves.
However, his originally confused blood-red eyes became resolute and clear, as if he had found his goal and found the path he wanted to take in the future.
Maybe even he couldn't have imagined that after going through two lifetimes, there would be such emotions, and under the touch of such painful emotions, they suddenly exploded.
"Zhe'er" Empress Changsun reluctantly stood up under the protection of Princess Changle, and after listening to Yuwen Zhe's voice, she felt more and more guilty, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't say a word of comfort.
"Young Master Zhe, Madame didn't wear it originally, and Madame's daughter didn't wear it either, but Miss forced her to die, Miss is so stupid."
Xiaohuan looked at Yu Wenzhe, who had calmed down, and said in a choked voice, but the unwillingness, the incomprehension, and the hatred for the eldest grandson queen could not be concealed.
Indeed, it was Cao Lianxin who forced her to die, and finally Princess Changle wore the golden silk armor, but after all, she wore it.
"That's enough, Xiaohuan, this is Xin'er's choice, so don't say any more."
Yu Wenzhe shook his head, came to Xiaohuan's side, took out a cloth bag from his chest and put it in Xiaohuan's hand, and said softly.
"Next, you and Mrs. will travel together, you must protect the safety of Mrs. and her daughter, and when you arrive in Chang'an, give her this cloth bag, and then wait for me in Chang'an."
"No, I don't want to be with them, Young Master Zhe, Miss is gone, don't you want me too" Xiaohuan held the cloth bag tightly in his hand, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by panicked fear, staring at Yu Wenzhe without blinking, lest Yu Wenzhe disappear from his sight in the next moment. i0 t1706231537: