agent queen is too wild

"The subordinate is willing to follow the master to the death!"

Eighteen black-armored and black-clothed cavalrymen are the dead soldiers raised by An Ran, and Yan Yun's eighteen kills!

With An Ran at the head, they lined up with swallow wings, pulled out their twisted swords, and raised them coldly: "Whoever offends my master, kill!"

An Ran was dressed in snow clothes, and standing among the men in black, she looked extraordinarily elegant and elegant.

Leng Xue led his horse to step on the dark cloud horse, turned over and rode it safely, and slowly put on a silver mask.

He urged the horse to gallop, and the eighteen kills behind him followed closely like dark clouds.

Ten years of sharpening a sword, now test the edge!

Eighteen killed horses stepped on the night moon, hooves stepped on the frost, and traveled day and night, but within two days they came to the situation of Beiqin.

Unbeknownst to Cheng Anran, there was another person who was frightened and angry, and was heading towards Northern Qin with a large force from Northern Xinjiang.

This person is Tang Shaoyuan.

He was surprised when he heard the detailed report in Beiqin that the man disguised as a woman was Cheng Wushuang, the queen of Beiqin.

I wanted to miss Wushuang, but unexpectedly, I received a letter from Fei Ge, saying that Cheng Wushuang was sent to death row and asked to be executed after autumn.

Without even thinking about it, Tang Shaoyuan ordered [-] armored soldiers and rushed to Beiqin.

He didn't know what he was doing, and he didn't want to think about the danger of sending troops at this time and his personal survival. There was only one thought in his mind, that Cheng Wushuang couldn't die, he wanted to save him!

The two roads set off towards Beiqin at the same time, but Tang Shaoyuan took a step slowly, and when he arrived, Cheng Anran had already arrived.

At the beginning of autumn, the weather was still very hot, but when they heard that the person beheaded today was the Queen of Qin, many people put down their work and looked at the beheading platform.

Wushuang was pulled out and put in the prison car.

Although her hair was disheveled, her expression was peaceful, indifferent and noble, and she possessed an extraordinary temperament.

Dongfang Chen was sitting on the dragon chair, practicing calligraphy one by one, with no expression of joy or anger on his indifferent face.

"Isn't the emperor going to see her?" The queen mother asked, staring at him.

Dongfang Chen stopped laughing, raised his eyes to look at Empress Chunyu, and said bitterly: "Queen Mother, why do you force your son?"

Empress Dowager Chunyu patted him on the shoulder and walked out slowly.

"Empress Dowager, do you think the Emperor will..." The old mother next to the Empress Dowager asked tentatively.

Empress Dowager Chunyu snorted coldly: "The emperor knows the severity. Let's go to the Xuanwu Gate to watch the beheading."

The old mother made a promise, and hurried forward to support the queen mother.

On the street, there were crowds of people, and passers-by were watching the Queen of Beiqin, this legendary woman.

Among the crowd discussing with each other, suddenly a young man knelt on the ground with a plop, crying loudly: "The Empress, she wholeheartedly serves the people of Beiqin, please forgive her."

Then another old woman also knelt down: "That's right, if the empress hadn't developed a cure for the epidemic, we would have died a long time ago, she is a good person!"

"Let the empress go!" The common people couldn't help making noise.

The guards who opened the way whipped the rioting people with leather whips.

"Damn it, shut up for me and go away."

"A wolf-hearted thing!" Only a woman's cry suddenly sounded in the crowd, and an egg flew out immediately, and smashed down on Shi Yi's face.

"Who!" The leading guard was furious and shouted angrily, "Who hit it, stand up!"

"It's not as good as pigs and dogs!"

There was a chorus of yelling and cursing, the carriage gradually moved forward, and the wheels rolled slowly across the dusty street. Despite the pressure of those spears and sharp arrows, the people still rushed forward.

Wushuang only felt his eyes heat up, and sour tears flowed down slowly.

She didn't expect anyone to remember the little thing she did.

However, the common people could not fight the officers and soldiers after all, so she was pushed to the execution platform.

Qingfeng, who was wearing a mask, stood behind the supervisor to prevent someone from robbing the execution ground.

Of course, this is also a round, a round to lure the enemy.

Dongfang Chen looked at the hourglass and the shadow of the sun and became more and more impetuous, pacing non-stop.

A young eunuch accidentally spilled tea, was kicked by Dongfang Chen, and passed out on the spot.

Everyone knows that the emperor is in a bad mood right now, so it's best not to mess with him.

At that time, the shadow slowly moved to the center of the sky. Although the room was full of ice, Dongfang Chen still felt his mouth was dry and his clothes were wet.

Finally, he picked up the Longling sword and walked quickly to the door.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" The little eunuch arranged by the Queen Mother knelt in front of him and blocked his way.

"Go away!"

"Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager said you can't see bloody things!"

Dongfang Chen drew his sword and slashed at the eunuch's head. The eunuch let out a muffled grunt and fell limply on the ground. The blood stained the blue square brick carved floor red and twisted into a dazzling river.

In the end, no one dared to send him to death, Dongfang Chen walked faster and faster, at the end he ran straight up, mounted the Zhaoye Lion, and galloped towards the execution ground.

He didn't know why he wanted to meet that vicious woman, but subconsciously, he felt that if he didn't see her, he would not live a stable life in his next life.

The prison car was walking slowly. Suddenly, there was a sharp sound like a thunderbolt, and a sharp silver arrow shot straight at the head of the person who was escorting the prison car. The exclamation sounded almost simultaneously.

The guard had an arrow in his eyebrows, shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see at the end of the empty long street, a young man with cold and picturesque eyes on a snow-white horse with only four black hooves, wearing a silver mask, holding a Only the golden crossbow is painted, and the archery posture is still maintained.His eyebrows and eyes are as sharp as snow, his body is small but he has such a powerful aura.

The long wind blew, and his white robe moved with the wind, as fierce as a god of war.

And behind him, like lightning, suddenly there were eighteen more men in black clothes and bronze masks, exuding a strong killing intent, making people feel like they fell straight from the summer into the ice cellar.

Wushuang opened his eyes suddenly, looking at these people who appeared suddenly, he was a little confused for a while.

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and her eyes were full of light, like a sleeping lion suddenly waking up, her survival instinct allowed her to immediately observe the good and evil of people.

Cheng Anran stood a stone's throw away, with silver-white armor and a silver-white mask. When he saw Wushuang's wounded appearance, there was a biting coldness and pent-up anger in his eyes, and he said coldly, " Let her go!"

At this time, the guards guarding the prison car came back to their senses and immediately surrounded the prison car. A military officer shouted loudly: "Fuck me, if the prisoner is robbed, be careful that your heads will not be safe."

Cheng Anran sighed indistinctly from the corner of his mouth, and he said quietly: "Why do you want to court death!"

He slightly raised his hand, and the eighteen kills behind him immediately swept away like a frightened bird. No one saw how they made a move, but felt a gust of wind blowing past, and all the guards died, while their heads seemed to be severed. The vegetables rolled down the street like melons, and the people on the street screamed in horror and fled in all directions.

Cheng Anran split the prison car open with a sword, and unlocked Wushuang's handcuffs.

"Sister," Cheng Anran's voice was low, with a trace of deep pity and anger, but he didn't want Wushuang to see violence, so he slowly closed his eyes.After a while, when it was slowly opened again, it was already clear.

No impulsiveness or anger could be seen, just looking at Wushuang gently, under the cold helmet, the corner of his mouth smiled softly, his voice was light but so clear, and softly reached Wushuang's ears.

"Do not be afraid."

The tears that had been endured for too long finally flowed down, sliding over Wushuang's snow-white skin.Thousands of words condensed in his chest, but he couldn't say a single word.

The emperor galloping over saw the scene in front of him, and felt a cold anger rushing straight into his head.

hehehe-

A deep and hoarse laughter suddenly sounded, Dongfang Chen was like a Shura crawling out of hell, with a ferocious face, no matter who came, he wanted to snatch Cheng Wushuang, he would kill gods when he met gods, and Buddhas when he met Buddhas!

Dongfang Chen stopped his horse, raised his eyebrows, suppressed his anger, and waved his hand.

The hermit who was hiding in the dark immediately appeared and left quickly. A moment later, [-] imperial guards rushed in like a thunderstorm, encircling Cheng Anran and Wushuang. Sen Sen's arrows were all aimed at Wu Jia's flickering eighteen kills, like a group of hungry ghosts devouring the world.

"Let her go!" Dongfang Chen said coldly with his thin lips.

Cheng Anran hugged Wushuang, as if she hadn't heard of it, and lovingly tried the blood on her face.

"Let's go home!"

Dongfang Chen was furious, and pulled the arrow violently: "Take another step, and you will never return."

Immediately, all the Qin soldiers aimed their arrows at Cheng Anran. As long as he moved one more step, all arrows would be fired, causing him to die through the heart.

And Eighteen Kills brazenly surrounded the master in the middle, standing firm like a rock in the rain in front of an enemy several times stronger.

In an instant, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and the strong wind blew, making people unable to keep their eyes open. In the hot afternoon, there was a rumbling and muffled thunder, and then, a bright lightning flashed across the sky, and the rainstorm began to rush down.

The people had already fled in all directions, except for Qin Bing, Shibasha, and their master and Cheng Wushuang standing like stones.

The cold fragrance of peach blossoms entered his nostrils faintly, Wushuang closed his eyes, and leaned on An Ran's shoulder: "I'm afraid that your coming here will be more dangerous than good, why are you so stupid?"

An Ran smiled gently: "Don't worry, with me here, I can't die!"

When the two sides were confronting each other, they suddenly heard a group of remnants fleeing to this side in a panic.

"Your Majesty, it's too bad, someone robbed the court!" A soldier, covered in mud and blood, knelt in front of Dongfang Chen tremblingly.

The shouts of killing gradually approached, Dongfang Chen raised his eyes, and through the pouring rain, the black army advanced like ants, and attacked in front of him in a blink of an eye.

One of the black horses among them was exceptionally handsome. Tang Prince Shaoyuan was dressed in black armor, which made his face like snow jade and his lips red like blood.

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