After that night of massacre, Yan Chen left Shangjing, and no one knew about him anymore.
Ye Wanwan was extremely lucky that she got into Yan Chen's body, otherwise she would have been left next to the body as a lonely ghost. She didn't know where Yan Chen would have gone.
Yan Chen dismissed many of his people, and with the last few of his confidants who were willing to follow him, he headed northwest, heading straight out of the territory.
The Duke of Lu and several forces from outside the territory were still fighting bloody battles over there, but Yan Chen didn't lead any troops, so he couldn't have gone to participate in the war.
He directly crossed the border and went outside the territory. Although he didn't tell anyone else, Ye Wanwan knew that he was going to find Zhao Qin.
If he wants to find Zhao Qin, does that mean he is going to die?
It seemed that Yan Chen had left manpower to keep an eye on Zhao Qin's location, and with a clear goal, he headed straight for Zhao Qin.
"You finally came."
Zhao Qin was wearing a smoky gray gown, which did not match his flirtatious and cold appearance. Standing in this exotic place, he looked particularly out of place.
Zhao Qin was not surprised at all that Yan Chen came to find him. He knew about it when he received the news of Ye Wanwan's death.
He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die now.
"I was right when I said that Ye Wanwan was a troublemaker. He was obviously a wolf that conquered the world, but in the end he became her loyal dog. Yan Chen, you have disappointed me."
Zhao Qin's eyes were full of coldness and ridicule. He didn't like him at all, but it was Yan Chen who he didn't like, and he pushed him all the way to the outside of the territory and almost had no way out.
There was also some bitterness and jealousy in these taunts that he didn't want to admit, but now that Ye Wanwan was dead, none of that mattered.
He slowly retreated, and a group of guards surrounded him.
"Since you insist on coming to die, let's end it here today, and no one can stop me from now on."
Yan Chen should have died long ago.
Yan Chen obviously had no interest in speaking harshly to Zhao Qin. He was a man of few words, and he would not speak unless necessary after Ye Wanwan's death.
He and Zhao Qin had been locked in a fight to the death for a long time, and what they brought today was nothing but murderous intent.
Yan Chen drew his sword and attacked Zhao Qin without saying a word. Zhao Qin's martial arts were not low. Even though he had been killed by Yan Chen many times before, he still had the last trump card.
Knowing that Yan Chen would come to kill him, he brought everything he could use.
The swords collided and the fight began.
Zhao Qin looked at the guards who fell to the ground one by one, his heart tightening and his brows frowning. He knew that Yan Chen was very powerful in Kung Fu and could not be defeated by anyone in the army, but was this too strong?
The martial arts skills of these people are not comparable to those of soldiers on the battlefield. Every one of them is a master of martial arts, but they can't survive ten moves in Yan Chen's hands.
At this moment, Zhao Qin finally felt a sense of crisis. He was afraid that he would really die here today. Even though Yan Chen wanted to kill him so much before, he didn't feel like he did today.
If he wants to escape, where could he go? Yan Chen will not stop until he kills him. These people are the last guards around him. If they can't stop him, he will die wherever he goes.
Seeing the last person beheaded by Yan Chen, he slowly drew out his sword.
Mu Feng and others who followed all the way stood aside with their blood-stained swords in hand and did not move. At the last moment, the two of them were left, and no one else participated.
If they kill Zhao Qin, Yan Chen will die. They can't kill Yan Chen, but they can't stop him. In the end, they can only watch from the sidelines. From here on, the outcome has been determined.
"Keng!"
The two swords collided with each other, and the force was so strong that they made an ear-splitting buzz, like a signal before a battle. Even Zhao Qin lost his laziness, and his whole body was full of murderous aura, like a sharp sword that had just been unsheathed.
Zhao Qin always appeared in front of everyone as an elegant scholar, but in fact he grew up in the army and was a general who went into battle to kill the enemy and made great achievements in battle.
Both of them tried their best to fight to the death. Although Yan Chen's kung fu was higher, he had killed so many people just now, which always consumed some of his energy. At this moment, the two of them were evenly matched.
After dozens of moves, both of them had a lot of wounds on their bodies. Zhao Qin's gray gown was stained with blood and was extremely messy.
After dozens more moves, Zhao Qin was knocked back, and in the end he couldn't withstand Yan Chen's moves.
Yan Chen struck down with his sword, but he blocked it with his sword, but was forced to his knees.
The sword was pressed to Yan Chen's neck, his hands trembled and he could no longer resist.
Death was approaching, and his eyes were full of horror at this moment. He didn't want to die.
"Yan Chen, if you kill me, you will die! Do you really don't want to die?"
Hearing this, Yan Chen's bloodshot and red eyes contained only indifference and cruelty: "I only wish I didn't kill you earlier."
Zhao Qin spat out a mouthful of blood. He didn't know whether he was hurt or angry, but he yelled: "Just because of a woman, you risk your life. Can you be successful?"
Yan Chen pressed down hard, and when Zhao Qin couldn't hold it anymore, he suddenly released his strength. Zhao Qin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but at that moment, a sword pierced his heart.
"you......"
"Boom!" Zhao Qin knelt on the ground without closing his eyes, while Yan Chen suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground.
"master!"
Mu Feng and Mu Yu rushed over. Yan Chen still had a breath left. Mu Feng opened the wine bottle that he had prepared and wanted to pour it into Yan Chen's mouth. There was blood from the Wu clan in it, which might be useful.
Yan Chen turned his head to avoid it. He wanted to die with all his heart, and blood kept pouring from the corner of his mouth: "Bury me... next to her..."
This was his last obsession. After saying this, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he saw something incredible.
A red figure slowly appeared in front of him, with familiar eyebrows and eyes full of love and pity. He moved his mouth, but he really couldn't say the name.
Wanwan......
"Ah Shen!"
Ye Wanwan's soul left Yan Chen, and she also discovered that Yan Chen could see her. She knelt down and reached out to him. At this moment, she could actually touch him, but she couldn't wipe away the blood stains on his face.
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"Ah Chen." He was obviously a ghost, but he felt so distressed that he seemed to be bleeding: "I'm always here, I'm always by your side."
Yan Chen looked at her, his eyes were unusually bright. He couldn't speak, but Ye Wanwan understood.
Looking at him with a smile, she called out the title that he always wanted in his heart: "Husband!"
Yan Chen raised his hand stiffly, wanting to touch her, and Ye Wanwan quickly reached out. However, the moment their palms came together, the Yan Chen in front of her eyes instantly shattered and turned into fragments. In the blink of an eye,
Dissipated in front of Ye Wanwan.
The smile on Ye Wanwan's face froze for an instant, and she stared in disbelief, but there was nothing in front of her eyes. Yan Chen dissipated, and everything around her seemed to collapse, falling into darkness and dissipating before her eyes.
A force surged into her mind, and the huge impact made her vision go black and she fainted.