Chapter 112 An endless loess is endless, and five thousand loyal souls cry

Outside the capital of the emperor of the State of Yan, the most desolate Ligua Mountain is guarded by heavy troops. No one is allowed to enter within five miles. But people are allowed to watch where they can see. The soldiers who stopped those who were eager to try were as cold as iron on all sides. At the foot of Ligua Mountain surrounded by everyone, a man in white, with elegant temperament, sat calmly on a high chariot. He looked indifferent, playing with the white silk wrapped around his hands, and he didn't hear the scolding and crying around him.

Under his chariot, there are thousands of men and women tied up. The man is dressed in black clothes, and his face is cold. The women are all green and calm. It seems that I don't care about what will be faced next. Dozens of scholars and people not far away don't know where they can get so much energy under Zhengyang. They don't care about sweaty faces and dig a big hole, and this big pit is used to bury those who are tied up.

These people were originally the killers in the Fengque Pavilion of Shu. Some people have been lonely since childhood and have been adopted by the cabinet owner. Some people have families. In order to support his family, he had to be a killer with all his fists and feet. At this time, their family stood five miles away, blocked by a yellow-shirted wall, and could not exceed half a step at all. They shouted and cried. And the tall and elegant man who looks like a god can't hear anything cruelly.

When the sunset was on the west mountain, a man finally waved his hand, and those who were digging the pit stopped. The cries in the distance also stopped. The man in white glanced coldly at the bound crowd, waved his hand fiercely, and guarded the soldiers guarding the killers of the Fengque Pavilion. Like waving sheep, he drove them to his companions and dug a big hole for a whole day. At the same time, there are also people who keep filling the earth into the people inside.

Those killers, which of them are not the warriors of Fengque Pavilion. Everyone has good skills. But there seemed to be a drop of dust in front of the man in white.

It's in the expelled crowd. A thinner woman suddenly stopped in front of the car. His eyes were full of disdain and sarcasm, and he smiled and said, "Although the emperor is sinister and vicious, he is kind to his people. And what can you do if you get the world? Do people like you who are vicious and crazy about killing deserve to support the world? Bah..." He spitting fiercely on the man's snow-white boots.

The man suddenly stopped playing with the white silk in his hand. Everyone sighed in shock and waited for the silent man to burst into rage. But he just looked at the woman coldly. She only looked at it and felt furry in her heart.

The woman has a slightly uneasy look on her face, but after all, she is a courageous killer. Ling Ran said, "If you want to kill, kill. If you want to bury, you can sell it. Twenty years later, which of my Fengque Pavilion warriors is another good man." Her words really reached the hearts of her companions. For a moment, everyone began to feel restless.

Uncle Li looked worriedly at Xiao Yeyu, who had never said a word. At this moment, he is still staring at the bold woman in front of him. The eyes are cold and deep. And the evil phlegm on the feet is still there.

Suddenly, in the bundled crowd, a man in black did not know when he broke away from his body with his hands tied back. He soared into the air and took the opportunity to bring up the sword of a bodyguard beside him, and only stabbed Xiao Yeyu on the chariot.

His body is not very close yet. The silk in Xiao Yeyu's hand was suddenly shaken out, like a spiritual snake, only the man's face. The man dodged and quickly dodged Xiao Yeyu's first move. The man was not willing to give up, and then he fucked the sword and continued to pounce on Xiao Yeyu. The silk in Xiao Yeyu's hand suddenly turned a corner and wrapped around the man's waist. With a gentle pull, the man's body quickly approached Xiao Yeyu with the snow-white silk. If it was Xiao Yeyu in the past, he would definitely use the silk in his hand as a weapon to break the man's neck when he was close to him. But at this time, the man was suddenly to be hurled out before he was too close to Xiao Yeyu under the guidance of silk.

Standing in the crowd, a woman who was also tied up only felt a warm ** dripping on her cheeks. Looking at it again, in mid-air, the body of the tossored man had already been torn apart and fell into the pit that had just been dug.

Suddenly, this empty wilderness became a cruel purgatory on earth. The cold breath is like a soul lock, tightly wrapped around everyone's body, and no one dares to say a word. Entering is also death, and retreating is also death. In any case, you can't escape the fate of being buried here today. The woman who scolded Xiao Yeyu just now suddenly looked up and laughed: "Hahaha... Xiao Yeyu, that's the only way you kill! The cruel man is in power, and after all, he is just dizzy..." Before she finished her words, a bodyguard close to her had already pulled out the sword in her waist and pierced her back. The woman's body fell softly under the chariot, but her eyes were still unwilling to stare straight at the man above.

All the people were driven to the pit again. Uncle Li, who was standing next to Xiao Yeyu, couldn't bear to look at it and slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, a woman's light and hoarse voice suddenly came from the distance: " Stop..."

When everyone looked back, the woman was wearing a light blue dress, and her figure seemed to be a little tired, followed by a man and a woman. Dozens of yellow-shirted guards were chasing in the distance, obviously rushing through the blocking wall and breaking in.

It took a little closer to see the woman's face. Everyone couldn't help sighing. Such a beautiful face, without powder, but naturally there is a charming leak. How can you not make life jealous? A soldier looked at it and fell to the ground unconsciously with a thump of the sword in his hand.

Some people who have seen this woman in the Fengque Pavilion have a trace of happiness on their faces. Everyone knows that Murong Yu is kind-hearted, and the most unpopular thing is killing. What's more, there are so many people buried alive.

Xiao Yeyu looked up at the woman who rushed over and couldn't help but look cold. But seeing that her footsteps were chaotic, she was obviously exhausted. I was about to get up, but I saw that Uncle Li had already greeted him. The guard who waved back and chased after him. He saluted and said, "Miss Murong..."

The woman ran with a red face, her eyes were crystal clear, and her charming posture was stronger. Take a look at Xiao Yeyu, who is still high and still posture, and his eyes seem to be a little disappointed. His voice was a little hoarse, and he said to the big man in front of him, "Uncle Li... What are you guys doing?"

The big man bowed slightly: "Girl, please come back. This is not the place you should come!"

She stopped looking at the big man and stared straight at the man in white sitting on the chariot, approaching him step by step. Her eyes were clearly full of grief and despair, but there was a warm smile on the corners of her mouth: "Do you... really hate him so much? Don't even let go of his innocent people?" She smiled until her figure was depressing and her eyes were full of tears: "I can stand your war, and I can ignore your use. But these two thousand women, and the three thousand soldiers, they are unarmed, how can you be so cruel? How can you... Now except for the State of Qi, everything in the four seas is under your control. How long are you going to kill? Do you really want to let the ghosts of the country of Yan wailing at night to make you happy?

The sharpness in the man's eyes suddenly disappeared. Looking at the woman standing in front of him, his body suddenly shook a little.

The woman suddenly passed under his chariot with a blank face, stumbled to the big pit full of human flesh, and said indifferently, "If you want to kill, then kill me!" Anyway... sooner or later, I will die..."

The man in white looked a little flustered. His lips opened gently and read, "Yu'er..." The figure had already jumped out of the car. The figure is tall and slender, elegant and unparalleled. Even if it stands between heaven and earth, it makes people feel a kind of willingness to submit. He jumped out of the car, quickly walked behind the stubborn and sick woman, and hugged her thin body carefully and tightly. Five thousand killers in Fengque Pavilion watched, and the people watching from a few miles away also watched. He hugged her tighter and tighter, for fear that as soon as he let go, he would lose the most precious treasure in his life.

"Yu'er..."

The woman raised her head with difficulty, slowly stroked his slender hand tightly around his chest, and said slowly, "Use my life for their lives? How about it?"

She said indifferently, but in his ears, she stung the most vulnerable part of his heart like a sharp sword.

You can't see killing. I can't see that I hurt others. Are you willing to hurt me with such harsh words?

He occupies such an important position in your heart that it is worth exchanging your life for his person?

The man held his hand tightly on the woman's chest and slowly loosened it. His eyes were complicated, and all his emotions were hidden under a silent smile at the corners of his mouth: "I actually forgot that you... are still his noble concubine! OK...very good..."

Before she could turn around, he raised his hand and strode back to the cold and lonely chariot. It seems that as long as he gets back there, all the pain and fear in his heart can be hidden.

"Uncle Li... Take Miss Murong back to the palace..." His voice had no temperature and no ups and downs. It's just a cold sentence, just like letting people take away something that is in the way.

Uncle Li looked at Xiao Yeyu worriedly, as if he was looking for whether he would go back on his word. But he knows better than anyone, when will his loyal son repent of his decision? In addition to...

Uncle Li walked to Murong Yu, raised his hand, and said, "Girl, please..."

Murong Yu took a step back and just stepped on the edge of the pit. There was a stab inverted knife underneath. As long as it was the person who fell down, he could never climb out and never die. She smiled bitterly and said, "Then let's see, is it your order fast or my action is fast?"

Everyone marveled at the courage of this charming woman. Xiao Yeyu's eyes were getting colder and colder, and he didn't even want to say a word.

Uncle Li was thinking about how to drag her over when she was unprepared. I saw two bodyguards coming in the distance with Mo Bixuan

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