This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 520 A clear conscience!

The silver moon hangs high in the sky, overlooking the whole earth alone.

The silver-white moonlight seemed to tear apart the night between heaven and earth. Among the fragments of the night, the palaces in the entire palace seemed so majestic and majestic!
Wen Ruyan just carried the prince on his back, pulled Ye Zhen, and walked out step by step with the sword in hand.

Every time he took a step forward, the black soldiers on the steps would immediately take a step back. Thousands of people were so frightened by Wen Ruyan alone!
In fact, it wasn't just them, even Jiang Zhengyang, who had always been unhappy in the city, had a face full of shock at this moment!

Even he was like this, let alone Meng Qiyuan standing beside him!

Meng Qiyuan even wondered, if he rushed forward, would he be chopped down casually like those soldiers, just like chopping cabbage.

This should be.
Even with two burdens, is he really invincible?
Seeing the Imperial Forest Army retreating non-stop, Jiang Zhengyang snorted angrily, and shouted: "He is only one person, what are you afraid of! Come on! Anyone who dares to take another step back will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as he said this, the group of soldiers shouted in desperation to strengthen their courage, and then they all rushed forward!
Wen Ruyan shook Ye Zhen's hand tightly again, then raised her sword, and went up to meet her!
There were no less than fifty long daggers stabbed at them, but in the night, a cold light flashed, and those long daggers broke from the middle one after another, and then I saw Wen Ruyan's hand holding the sword swung violently again, rushing forward. A tiny line of blood appeared on the necks of the soldiers in front of him!
Time seemed to stand still, and those soldiers didn't seem to notice the wound on their necks at all, and stood straight in place, motionless.

I don't know how long it has passed, it may be a long time, or it may be fleeting.

Countless streams of blood spurted out from the necks of the group of soldiers, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Wen Ruyan felt the heat splashed on his face, bent his head slightly, then wiped his shoulders, and went up to meet him again!

A soldier swung a knife and looked at Ye Zhen from behind. Wen Ruyan killed several people in front of him with a sword, then turned around suddenly, and pulled Ye Zhen into his arms. The wound appeared, but Wen Ruyan didn't seem to feel the pain at all, and swung the long sword upside down in his hand, and the soldier immediately fell on his back.

This was already the first time Wen Ruyan had used her body to protect her from harm.

Ye Zhen hugged his waist tightly, cried and shouted: "Don't worry about me, don't worry about me, can you go? Really, please, go by yourself!"

At this moment, Wen Ruyan's face also showed a trace of sternness, but when he heard Ye Zhen's cry, he immediately restrained his expression, killed and attacked several people with a sword, and bowed his head and said: "If you say it, you will protect me." You, how can I break my promise?"

Ye Zhen was still about to speak, but Wen Ruyan didn't give her a chance to speak, but turned her head slightly to the shivering little prince and said, "Little guy, close your eyes, no matter how fierce they shout, Don't even open your eyes, okay?"

The little prince nodded heavily.

"Ah."

The weather was very cold, and people shivered in the cold wind.

Outside the main hall, there was a vast expanse, and every step under the platform was full of soldiers from the Royal Forest Army!
Later, someone counted down in detail, and there were 550 five steps in total, and they were nine feet wide, showing the royal style!

That night, Wen Ruyan didn't know how many soldiers of the Imperial Forest Army he had killed. In the end, even the long sword in his hand had been chopped off.

The hot blood gathered into a stream, and along the steps, I don't know how far it went!

After about a stick of incense.

Wen Ruyan used all his strength to kill several more people with one move, then staggered, and immediately leaned on the ground with his sword, half kneeling on the ground.

The clothes on his body were already in tatters, and there were wounds everywhere on his shoulders, chest, back, and legs.

Ye Zhen knelt down to support him, she wanted to say something but she couldn't make a sound because of crying for a long time, her face was covered with sweat in anxiety.

Seeing her like this, Wen Ruyan suddenly smiled, but this smile, matched with his current appearance, was a little less chic and a little more tragic.

"I'm fine, don't worry!"

And taking advantage of this opportunity, they were densely surrounded by countless soldiers, forming a complete circle that surrounded them.

The crowd in front of them dispersed, and Jiang Zhengyang came out with a shocked Meng Qiyuan.

"His Royal Highness Prince Jing, it's already at this point, are you still going to resist?" Jiang Zhengyang looked at him with a complicated expression.

Wen Ruyan raised her head: "I'm not dead yet!"

The meaning of his words is already very clear, as long as I am not dead, it is impossible to put down the sword!
Jiang Zhengyang sighed: "Your Highness's majesty, I really admire. To be honest, the Emperor of the Great Zhou really gave birth to a good son, which is enviable!"

What he said really came from the heart. He had only heard about Wen Ruyan's deeds before. Although it made him afraid, it was far less shocking than what he saw with his own eyes now!
That's right, it's shocking!
Wen Ruyan could be proud enough to make him feel this way in the heart of a person who has been calculating for a lifetime and has a deep city!

If it wasn't for Wen Ruyan's status, Jiang Zhengyang really wanted to recruit him into his command.

To be honest, if he had this person's help, why would Da Qi not be able to flourish in the future?
But this can only be thought about.

Wen Ruyan did not answer his words after he finished speaking, but held his sword on the ground, and with Ye Zhen's support, he staggered to his feet again, then raised his sword hand and pointed at Jiang Zhengyang .

Jiang Zhengyang sighed again: "His Royal Highness, why bother? You are exhausted now, and you still have two burdens by your side. How long can you last?"

After saying this, Jiang Zhengyang opened his arms and looked around the dark imperial forest army around him, and then continued: "Look, take a good look! There are thousands of soldiers around here, how many more can you kill? How many more can you kill?" Can it be finished?"

"Do your best, just ask for a clear conscience!" Wen Ruyan looked down at Ye Zhen and said calmly.

Ye Zhen hugged his waist tightly, her cheek was pressed against his chest, and the tears that seemed to have been shed suddenly burst out again.

One is King Jing of Great Zhou, the other is Princess Da Qi, the other is handsome and handsome, and the other is all-powerful.

At this moment, under the light of the fire, among the mountains of corpses and sea of ​​blood, the two of them cuddled tightly together.

Such a picture made everyone present feel a little bit of unwillingness to break the situation.

Jiang Zhengyang shook his head, and said helplessly: "What a clear conscience, if that's the case, let's continue!"

After saying this, he was about to retreat into the crowd, when Wen Ruyan suddenly looked up at the sky, roughly estimated the time, then looked at him calmly and said, "Does the Prime Minister really think that he has the chance to win?"

As soon as his words fell, Jiang Zhengyang frowned suddenly, and was about to speak, but at this moment, under the 550 five steps, a soldier suddenly shouted.

"Commander Murong is back!"

(End of this chapter)