The two people looked at each other excitedly. In their eyes, personal life and death had long been ignored.
Now they live just to regain the Ming Dynasty. How can the country of the Han people be managed by the Manchu Tatars?
Now the entire country has fallen into the hands of the Manchu and Qing Tatars, and the country has fallen. Watching my compatriots being ruled by the Manchus, my heart bleeds.
The Han people are gone. When they think of this, they feel hatred and a raging fire surges in their hearts.
We must find the young master. We must find the young master immediately. The two of them began to get busy. But Yan Luochen was hurt by love.
She lost her mind and left the camp where they were. By the time she found out, it was already too late. Looking at the man in black in front of her,
Standing in front of her, the long sword in his hand stabbed her. They had been waiting here for a long time. One of the men in black said without any emotion.
He coldly said to Yan Luochen who was standing on the horse, "Hand over the holy object to me, otherwise don't blame us for being rude."
When Yan Luochen heard his words, he sneered in his heart.
Dare you be so arrogant in front of her? Are you impatient? Sister, I happen to be in a bad mood.
Then let you bastards let my sister play with you. The bloodthirsty nature in your blood begins to burn,
Let these people be her souls under the sword. What comes to mind is the scene of Leng Luotian and his sister embracing each other sweetly.
Her heart ached faintly, and there seemed to be anger burning in her chest. She couldn't hate Leng Luotian, and she didn't hate her sister either.
The pain in my heart cannot be vented.
She was worried that she had no place to vent, so let her vent to these people. Let her kill these people ruthlessly and use their blood to vent.
She uses murder to vent her anger. She is a person who likes war, so let her have a bloody battle.
If she unfortunately died in the hands of these people this time, she would have no regrets, just because her heart was already dead.
If she could, she really wished she had never been to this world and never tasted the taste of love.
She will not know the pain of losing her lover. Watching her lover kissing me with other women makes her miserable.
Those men in black were the "Blood Demon Sect" secretly organized by General Zhaoyong with huge sums of money. This killer organization worked for the Qing court.
As long as they had an impact on the Qing government, they would be punished immediately, which was similar to the blood-thirsty people trained by Yongzheng later.
These people were carefully trained by Zhaoyong. If it weren't for the great impact of this incident, he would never have been willing to send them out.
These people are not ordinary killers, they are all hired by him with a lot of money. They are famous masters in the world.
Normally, he hangs out among a large sect, working for the court and providing intelligence. Only when necessary will all be mobilized.
Everyone in the Blood Demon Sect is a peerless master, but this time they went out to fight at the same time just to kill a foreign woman.
It was really an insult to their reputation, but since the general had given the order, they had no choice but to obey it.
The leader of the Blood Demon Sect saw that a woman actually saw so many of their masters, yet she did not panic at all and was not afraid in the face of danger.
He looked at them with cold eyes and mockery.
How could they, who have always been arrogant, endure such a tone, but if they were asked to take action at the same time, they were unwilling.
I really underestimated these masters, so I said "Come on" to a new killer who had just joined. She was just a woman.
Let this assassin, who is not very qualified and capable, come in.
Yan Luochen smiled, and his peerless face blossomed into a smile like the brightest poppy flower in the bloodthirsty smile at this moment.
It was so eye-catching and eye-catching that the men in black were stunned. They had seen countless beauties.
But such a woman with such a tragic smile fascinated them.
A few people in black even said to themselves, "What a beautiful woman. What a beautiful woman."