---But this time, he can tell himself that Jun Ziyan should be left in his hands---
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At this time, Su Shajue jumped down from the cliff and saw hundreds of generals kneeling on the ground. He raised his eyes and stared at Wanyanche, who was riding a horse to brave danger alone and walked away. Jueyao's thin lips pursed, and there was a complex look in his eyes.
flashed by.
"For your information, Your Majesty, the general's army was attacked by a sand rock and he was seriously injured. I'm going to meet the Iron Fan anonymously, and I'm afraid the disaster will be worse." Duan Mu's expression was reserved, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.
As soon as he said this, before Duan Mu and the other generals could react, Su Shajue sat down on Han Li's handsome brown horse in the air, took out a fire stick from his arms and threw it into the sky.
As for Tie Shan Wuming, the imperial court had intended to seize him. Black Wind Village was originally a hidden danger to the court, and it was difficult to destroy it. Since Tie Shan Wuming wanted to save him, he would not be allowed to succeed today. Therefore, he was ordered to
Su Shajue and Wanyan Che must take down this person and eliminate future troubles forever.
Just listen to the sound of "whoosh" in the air, and since the fireworks signal is sounded thousands of feet high in the sky, as soon as the elite cavalry guards a hundred miles away see this signal, they will reach the Broken Arm Peak within half an hour and encircle the Sancha Valley.
Su Shajue's distant pool eyes flashed with fierceness, and he said: "Leave some people to take care of the wounded soldiers, and the rest will follow my king to the 'Brokeback Peak'.
Duan Mu listened to the order and waited for the Yujin Guards to arrive. He divided into two teams. One team went to Broken Arm Peak, and the other team dug three feet into the ground inside and outside the Sancha Valley to search for the unruly people who were ambushing in the Sancha Valley area."
A deep and cold voice burst out, majestic and formidable.
"I have received my order." All the voices were unanimous, and the sound was like a roar, resounding in the Sancha Valley.
The setting sun is dim, shining on everything, making it shimmering and desolate, and a kind of restlessness that has never been seen before is about to begin.
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'Brokeback Peak' is a steep peak. The peak is as majestic and dangerous as an axe. It is surrounded by white clouds all year round. The peaks appear and disappear in the clouds and mist. This peak is so steep that no martial artist without special skills dares to set foot on it.
risk.
At this moment, Wanyan Che rode up on the divine horse, with a serious expression on his face, and all he could think about was Jun Ziyan's face. "Drive -" he whipped his whip again, and galloped up like a lightning bolt.
The wind howled, and the wind got stronger as we reached the top of the mountain. Wan Yanche's handsome face became paler. He had vomited blood three times along the way, and red lips kept gushing out from his throat. Mottled blood ran down Mo Ju's neck, and then
The strong wind flying over the mountains splashes dust on the steep peaks of Broken Arm Peak.
At this time, silhouettes flashed through Wanyan Che's mind like moths flying to a flame, and guilt and hope filled his chest.
The scenery in front of him was dim and shaky. The man looked frightened. He took out the 'Cang Lie' from his waist and stabbed it hard into his thigh. In an instant, the huge pain made him regain his temporary consciousness. He gritted his teeth and held on. He did not save his 'wife'.
How could you fall?
Such strong thoughts are like a pillar, supporting Wanyanche to move forward bravely.
At this moment, the silhouettes in his mind overlapped, right and wrong turned into dust in his eyes, and the pride in his heart seemed to be lighter than a feather at this moment.
Regarding the harm he had done to her, he knew that it would be futile to spend his whole life repenting and making amends. Even if he died, he might not be able to erase the harm to her. Some of the harm caused was like what she said at the time: "A broken mirror cannot be put back together, and a broken mirror will never be put back together again."
Hard to collect".
And what he has been able to hold on to this day is the unyielding pride in his heart. For him, and for her, if he doesn't even have this pride, then what's the point of living?
Therefore, every time he heard her arrogantly tell her that she was divorced, he was angry and shocked at the same time. After such a decisive and assertive woman faded from weakness, she no longer belonged to
It's not that he hasn't thought about letting her go, but it's difficult -
While telling himself that he should let her go, that pride was also forcing him to fight for it again, even if it was just a weak hope.
As for Su Sha Jue, there is no denying that he is the most ideal person to entrust to him. He dares to take on the responsibility and is outstanding enough. He will never forget the scene when he saw them standing together hand in hand that day. Under the scorching sunset, it was as dazzling as a handful.
The sharp blade pierces the heart.
He knew that Su Shajue's love for Jun Ziyan at this time was no less than his own. From the initial forbearance and suppression to the explosion, it made him feel an unprecedented threat at all times, making him angry and jealous, and even more so.
Hate it.
A sour smile appeared on the corners of his scarlet lips, but this time, he could tell himself that Jun Ziyan should be left in his hands, because he was more qualified to love her than he was, and he could do it even when he was buried in the earth for a long time.
Get rest.
Because he owes them this.
The horse was galloping at an astonishing speed. It reached the top of the mountain in less than half an hour, and it only reached the middle of the mountain after a long wait. In this way, these two proud and outstanding men had no regard for life or death at this moment.
In the howling wind, one could faintly smell blood. Su Shajue tightened his grip on the reins, feeling uneasy.
——Ziyan, wait for me!
On the top of Broken Arm Peak, a white and blue figure is as small as dust in the clouds and mist on the peaks. The blue shirt is flying, as elegant as orchid. Junziyan stands with his body in mind, looking at the mountains and peaks, his brows are calm and composed, such a relaxed attitude
, quite a bit of an immortal spirit.
The man behind him is dressed in white, with silver gear on his face. His eyes are dull and piercing, his silver gear flashes coldly, and he has a murderous aura.
The two people, one elegant and the other ruthless, stood side by side and seemed so incompatible with each other.
"You are quite at ease." Tie Shan Wuming taunted Jun Ziyan, who was looking at the peaks and mist in front of him.
His attitude toward her was not so much about being held hostage, but rather that she was here to travel. How could any woman in such a situation be so calm and composed?
However, for some reason, as soon as he saw the corners of her lips raised and her eyebrows relaxed, he felt an indescribable feeling of frustration. He had never felt this way before.
Hearing the other party's ridicule, the gentleman smiled instead of being angry and said: "What else are you going to do? Huddle aside in panic? Or are you scared to death? Since you have come to these strange peaks and mountains, why don't you just enjoy them and take them hostage?
A journey is also a journey!"
"Humph!" Iron Fan Wumingzhe snorted. After two days together, this kind of reaction had appeared countless times, which made him feel a little depressed.
"By the way, you've held me hostage for so long. I'm a little curious as to why you chose this place?" She had not forgotten the thrill of being carried by him in the air and arriving here.
With such a high and steep mountain, why didn't he pick it somewhere else but here? If there wasn't a special reason, most people wouldn't be able to put so much effort into it.
Regarding Jun Ziyan's question, Tie Shan Wuming did not evade, and burst out eight words: "The hatred of killing my father is irreconcilable!"
As soon as the eight characters came out, Jun Ziyan felt a chill go down his back, and his nerves suddenly tightened. He felt as if he was in the midst of a ruthless breath. He couldn't help but gasp, knowing in his heart how much hatred he was brewing in those eight characters.
She originally thought that he was going to use her to save the copycat king, but she didn't expect that he was going to stage a drama of revenge and blood hatred here, which surprised her.
"He has been hiding for eighteen years, and I have been looking for him for eighteen years. Now it is time to end it."
The strong wind howled, whistling, and hurting my face like a knife.
Iron Fan Wuming reached out to touch the cold silverware on his face, the murderous intent in his eyes became even stronger, the iron fan in his hand opened and closed, and Senci's voice was full of strong and hard-to-conquer hatred.
A silhouette of a burning fire appeared in his mind. A plaque with the words "无名庄" flying in the sky was surrounded by fire. In the righteous village, one hundred and four people were crying and crying in the fire, and he was in the fire.
Although he saved his life in the underground kiln, his intact face was ruined. At that moment, he vowed to kill this person to comfort the soul of his father who was brutally killed by Luo Wuya here.
Jun Ziyan was stunned by the hatred in his eyes. Just as she was about to say something, the sound of horse hooves behind her made her look back suddenly.
However, when he saw the man on the black horse, his always clear eyes suddenly darkened, and he couldn't hide his disappointment. He only felt blocked and panicked in his heart. Jue, didn't he come?
When Wanyan Che arrived, he already saw the two people standing there on the top of the mountain. When he saw Jun Ziyan, his cold eyes were filled with joy and he said in silence: "Yan'er——"
Looking around, Jun Ziyan found that the corners of his mouth were red, and there was blood oozing out between his thighs. However, he still insisted on coming here.
After seeing this scene, Jun Ziyan suddenly had mixed feelings. He changed his usual indifference towards him and smiled lightly: "I'm fine, don't worry."
With this smile, Wanyan Che felt as if his heart was filled with a ray of sweetness, too strong to be dissolved.
His expression suddenly turned sharp, and he said coldly to Tie Shan: "Let her go, Luo Wuya has already brought her here."
"Hmm..." Luo Wuya thought that someone had rescued him and screamed in joy, but he didn't know that he was about to die.
"Put her down, and you can take her away." Tie Shan Wuming grabbed Jun Ziyan tightly in his arms. When he saw Luo Wuya, wild ferocity burst out in his eyes, like a blood-eating cold blade,
Exuding the most breathtaking brilliance.
For a moment, Wanyan Che was also stunned by the murderous look in his eyes. However, even though he was unwilling to let the person he captured be rescued, he still threw it out without hesitation. In his heart, nothing could compare to Jun Ziyan.
life is important.
At the same time, Jun Ziyan was roughly pushed out of Iron Fan Wuming's arms, and almost fell to the ground in embarrassment. Wanyan Che's eyes were startled, and he quickly got off his horse to support Jun Ziyan, but unexpectedly, his thigh was injured, and blood was flowing redly on his forehead.
Cold sweat broke out on his temples, but he didn't care.
"How is it? Are there any injuries? Has he been rude to you?" Wan Yanche looked at Jun Ziyan carefully and asked anxiously when he saw her pale face and felt like a knife.
"I'm fine. Don't worry. Your injuries are more serious than mine. It doesn't matter!" Jun Ziyan frowned as she looked at his wounds. Even if she was tired of the man in front of her in the past, she couldn't do it at this moment.
Respond with indifference.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. As long as you are safe, I, Wanyanche, can do anything you want." Wanyanche laughed and hugged her tightly, hugging her so closely, it was like getting the most precious thing in the world.
He had never experienced such intense satisfaction on the battlefield.
Such forceful restraint made Jun Ziyan feel breathless, and his thin body almost wanted to be crushed by him. He pulled away uncomfortably, with a troubled expression on his face, his eyebrows tightened, and he said: "Let's go!"
Seeing that she cared so much about his touch, Wanyanche's originally delighted handsome face froze, his eyes dimmed, his thin lips raised a bitter arc, he hugged her on the horse and said, "You go back first, I,
There is something else!" This farewell may be forever, but it is worth it.
He suddenly turned to look at Tie Fan Wuming, who was twitching at Luo Wuzhen. Wanyan Che's eyes flashed with confusion, and they were as sharp as a blade. When he thought about Jun Ziyan's almost death in his hands last time, the murderous look in his eyes became even stronger.
, Today, he will kill this person both in public and in private.