The more pain Feng Chuyang felt in his heart, the more powerful the killing moves in his hand became. The light of his sword was directed towards Jilian Bino's weak point. Taking advantage of the opponent's unstable mind, he vowed to kill him with one sword strike.
Jilenbino suddenly became angry and his eyes were as bright as a torch. In an instant, he no longer showed weakness, and was replaced by a series of brilliant sword moves, like mountain flowers blooming in the green mountains.
Thanks to Feng Chuyang, his child was gone. At that moment, he was not by Wei'er's side. How painful would Wei'er be? Thinking of this, he almost suffocated, and all his sword moves were gone.
It exploded and forced Feng Chuyang to take more than ten steps back.
He looked in the distance where Yan Wei'er was standing, as if speaking to her, and as if to comfort himself, with a peaceful and sweet expression on his face, and in a low voice: "Wei'er, you are right, we are still
There will be more children.”
After he said this, his sword became even sharper, leaving many sword wounds on Feng Chuyang's body.
Yan Wei'er couldn't hear these words, but Feng Chuyang heard them, as if the poisonous sword he had thrust out turned to stab him.
A kind of piercing despair filled the sky. The beautiful scenery and great rivers and mountains seemed to attract him no interest at all. He only felt endless and hopeless sorrow, attacking him in waves.
He remembered that that night, he was drunk and told Yan Wei'er many things he had done, unscrupulous calculations, dirty business, everything that could be said and things that could not be said, he told her everything in one go.
She just listened, occasionally pouring him a cup of tea to sober up. She was not flattering, nor was she very hostile to him like she was at first. Her faint smile was as bright as the moon, and she kept a distance that was neither humble nor overbearing.
In front of her, he was not a prince, not even a man. She stayed just to let him kill fewer people and to reduce the casualties of Ji Lian's troops.
However, how can we criticize her for betrayal? She has never betrayed, but her heart is loyal to Ji Lian.
As a plunderer, he actually desired her loyalty.
More funny than funny, more sad than sad. In fact, he has always been a one-man show.
Since when did he feel that one day, he could live with her day and night, and fly together? She never gave him any promise, not even a hint. Instead, she made up a lie about being a vegetarian for three years.
However, in order to preserve his innocence and give Ji Lian a complete explanation.
In fact, she has always been absolutely in love with him. Why does he still want to eat at the same table with her for the rest of his life?
Feng Chuyang's face was full of wind and frost, and he killed Jilian Bino with an attitude of risking his life.
The two of them were fighting over their thoughts at this moment, not their sword moves, one after another.
Zha Xianyong's army had arrived and quickly surrounded them. The entire hilltop was full of people and equipped with bows. The previous balance between the two sides was quickly broken again.
Jilian Bino and Feng Chuyang are still fighting, and they are inseparable.
"Jilian Bino, if you are willing to admit defeat and submit to the imperial court, I will spare your life." Feng Chuyang's purple robe has been torn by swords in many places, but he can still be seen in his special glory. His kung fu is indeed impressive.
Weak, he has been tied with Ji Lembino so far.
Ji Lianbienuo laughed loudly and said: "Feng Chuyang, you are already surrounded by enemies on all sides, why do you dare to say such arrogant words? You used slender snow branches to confuse the emperor and prevent him from going to court. You think you control the government, but you are probably just making wedding clothes for others.
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Feng Chuyang's murderous intention became even stronger, his heart was racing, but he remained speechless. How could he not know that what Jilian Bino said was completely true? Since the last time Feng Chuyun led the army failed, his sharp edge has been reduced, and he has been cowering in the house.
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On the surface, Feng Chuyun has not yet come out of the shadow of defeat. In fact, he is just playing the same tricks that Feng Chuyang once played. He is just waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.
Feng Chuyang's strategy of attacking Ji Lian was right, and at a certain period of time, he had already received impressive results. Unfortunately, Ji Lian's troops were too powerful, and the army's expansion speed was staggering.
Now Feng Chuyang is in an extremely embarrassing position, with a lot of criticism from the court. Foreign enemies have invaded, the rebel army has once again surged, and enemies have been made everywhere. It is all Feng Chuyang's responsibility.
He is now pressing the army on the mountain top, ostensibly to deal with Ji Lianjun, but in fact it is just for a woman, or even just to vent the bad anger in his heart.
Feng Chuyang was in the limelight, but in fact he was surrounded by enemies from all sides. He knew it better than anyone else, and of course he felt more sad than anyone else.
After years of hard work, it seemed that in the end, it was indeed a wedding dress for someone else, but this was not enough to make him heartbroken, but Yan Weier had deceived him from the beginning to the end.
It was an honest and fair thing to deceive a captive, but it seemed like he had been betrayed by the people closest to him.
Because he has never been close to anyone, she is the first and the last.
There was a huge boulder of grief and indignation in his chest, and he used the most ruthless moves in his hands to stab Jilenbino in the chest.
Ji Lembino escaped and no longer struggled with him impatiently, but also used killing moves everywhere.
The camp area and the hills were all densely packed with people. Blood seemed to dye the land and leaves red, and every gust of wind smelled of blood.
Feng Chuyang gradually gained the upper hand with the advantage of his large number of people, but Jilian Bino did not panic.
A small red dot bloomed in the air. Jilian Bino used the wind-chasing kick and kicked Feng Chuyang far away with a leisurely smile: "Feng Chuyang, my people are here, what do you want?"
You know, do you want to continue fighting or stop here?" After saying that, he raised his sword and walked towards Yan Wei'er. Wherever he passed, both the enemy and the enemy in the melee automatically gave way to each other, intimidated by his arrogant aura.
The mantis stalked the cicada, with the oriole behind. Xuanwu led the murderous army and attacked. The sound of horse hooves shook the mountains and rivers. For a moment, both sides who were entangled on the top of the mountain stopped.
Just listening to the sound, one could tell that Xuanwu's army was strong enough to compete with Feng Chuyang in terms of quantity and combat effectiveness. However, if both sides continued to waste their lives like this, there would be countless casualties, which would be of no benefit to anyone. That's why Jilian Bino asked Feng Chuyang such words.
Feng Chuyang also walked in the direction of Yan Wei'er, his heart was filled with despair.
The coaches of both sides ceased fighting, and the fiercely fighting soldiers also stopped automatically. Just as everyone agreed, even Anu was recalled to Yan Weier's side. The mountains and forests were silent, except for the sound of the horse hooves of Xuanwu's army piercing the air.
Yan Weier saw Feng Chuyang dejected and her clothes were torn, but her eyes suddenly became as clean and clear as one morning, and she felt a little sour in her heart.
Although he designed to kidnap her, he treated her with great courtesy along the way and did not put her in too much trouble, nor did he take her as his own like a slave.
Yan Wei'er met Feng Chuyang's solitary gaze and regained her white-clouded demeanor: "Feng Chuyang, let's stop fighting." She shouted casually, as if they were just two children fighting, stopping as soon as they were called.
When Feng Chuyang heard her cry, he immediately had the urge to retreat. Just like that time, she ordered him to write a copybook and bargained with him, asking him not to massacre the city or kill the people wherever he passed.
Her words always seemed to bring some kind of restraint pressure on him, so she was willing to stay and live a poor life with the army.
In fact, she was the head matron of the Ji Lian family, and she was supposed to be luxurious.
Feng Chuyang's mood was waning, but what did glory and wealth mean to her? She mistakenly guessed her thoughts, so she came to the wrong conclusion.
His mind was in turmoil, and he immediately prepared to withdraw his troops. He explained to his subordinates who were following him, and they nodded and went.
Xuanwu came out of the crowd, dismounted, and knelt down on one leg in front of Jilianbino: "The end will come soon, please forgive me... Master." He was used to calling him "Young Master", but he seemed to feel that he shouldn't call him "Young Master".
His words seemed hesitant.
Jilenbino strode forward, smiled and helped him up: "It's not too late, it's just arrived..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a cry of surprise from behind him. He turned around and saw a sharp arrow shot straight into Jasmine's body. Jasmine fell back towards Yan Wei'er, and the Third Master of Qin immediately ran over to support her.
The location where Jasmine was injured was right in front of Yan Wei'er's heart. In other words, the arrow was originally aimed at Yan Wei'er, but Jasmine discovered it in advance. In desperation, she blocked the arrow with her own body.
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Yan Wei'er suddenly raised her head, glared at Feng Chuyang fiercely, and said coldly: "Despicable!" She lowered her head to look at Jasmine. The arrow was almost touching her heart, and Jasmine's face was pale and pale.
At this time, Hua Yi also rushed from a distance. Regardless of etiquette, he took Jasmine from Yan Wei'er and held it in his arms.
Jasmine opened her eyes gently, saw Hua Yi, and smiled with difficulty: "I finally see you."
Hua Yi choked and nodded.
For a moment, the situation was tense. The soldiers of both sides readjusted their weapons and waited for the commander's order to immediately engage in a new round of battle.
Yan Wei'er's eyes were filled with tears. She tried to hold back several times but couldn't. Tears poured down from her eyes like rain. She remembered that when she first met Jasmine, Jasmine was still defending Jilian Bino. She felt that the young lady did not know what is good and what is good, and the young master treated the young lady.
If it's so good, why run away?
After being kidnapped, Yan Weier asked Jasmine to go back again and again, but she stubbornly insisted on staying. Thinking back to her, Yan'er made an oath with Hua Yi as a newlywed to protect the young master and his wife for the rest of his life.
Yan Wei'er suddenly stretched out her hand and pulled out the wooden hairpin from her black hair. The mountain breeze caused her black hair to fly wildly. She gently touched Jasmine's increasingly pale face and looked at her deeply with tears in her eyes.
Jasmine shook her head and opened her mouth, but could not speak. She knew what the madam was going to do, what she knew and knew, and she had already told her about it. But she did not want to start another dispute just because of herself.
Yan Wei'er didn't know what the consequences of her actions would be, but she couldn't restrain her impulse and wanted to avenge Jasmine.
Her eyes fell on Feng Chuyang's face again little by little, and her hatred gathered little by little.
Everything is empty. There is only hatred.
Yan Wei'er's hair was blown by the mountain wind and was messy and beautiful. Holding a wooden hairpin in her hand, she said to Feng Chuyang with a tearful smile: "I didn't want you to die, but why did you kill my Jasmine!
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A poison needle shot straight towards Feng Chuyang.
It was almost invisible. The morning glow shone with brilliance, and at a certain moment, the poisonous needle was also illuminated by the brilliance and emitted a sharp light.
Feng Chuyang didn't have time to dodge, so he just stared at Yan Wei'er. He looked at her with mixed feelings.
She finally took action to kill him.
He didn't hide.
He actually wanted to die in her hands. The beauty of the mountains and rivers was not as good as the lingering fragrance of her delicate hands.