Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

Lu Shaohao quickly scanned the surroundings. At this time, the two men who were fighting and retreating had already landed on the two ends of the sail of a Song ship. The ship was hit by a cannon and was slowly sinking.This sea area is full of mess, and the floating corpses on the sea surface are piled up together and slowly swaying with the waves. There are soldiers from Mongolian Yuan and even soldiers from Song Dynasty.

Countless human lives are endless.

He clenched the sword tightly, and there was more firmness in his eyes.Even if he was dead, he would have to behead Hugechi first.

Just at this moment, Hu Gechi's gaze deepened even more, and the murderous aura on his body became even stronger.Holding the scimitar in his hand, the figure rushed over again.The red clothes were stained even redder by the blood, and the red eyes made him look like Shura who came out of hell.There was no emotion in his eyes, and the only thing left seemed to be killing, killing everything, killing the whole world.

Lu Shaohao yelled fiercely, and went straight to meet him regardless of the blood on his body that kept flowing out.

The scimitar fell, mixed with a strong icy wind.Brother Hu's eyes were red, and his heart seemed to be ignited by someone. This kind of fire is very difficult to extinguish, and the only way to keep killing is to use the blood of these people to extinguish it little by little.He tried his best, not for anything else, just to cut the person in front of him under the knife.

Lu Shaohao's face was cold and stiff, the sword in his hand aimed at Hu Gechi's heart and stabbed it.

In an instant, the machete slashed fiercely on his shoulder. The sharp blade severed the muscles and bones, half of the shoulder and the living arm were cut off abruptly.

Blood spurted out and sprayed on the face of the man in red. With red eyes, blood all over his face, and a murderous aura, he stood there like a murderous god.

Lu Shaohao suddenly smiled, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent, but his eyes were full of warmth at this moment.His hands were trembling, as if he wanted to use his last strength to send the long sword into the opponent's heart again.Unfortunately, all this has no chance.

The scimitar that cut off the arm was not fast, it slowly drew a circle and turned towards his neck.The bright silver light was as dazzling as the moonlight, passing over his neck little by little, his head flew up and he looked at his body still standing on the mast.

It was all over, he had tried his best, and he had no strength left.

Brother Hu's complexion was very bad, and his red eyes finally returned to light brown, as clear as the most beautiful amber.He turned his face slowly and looked around, the loss and sadness welling up in his eyes buried him in an instant.Dead, Arnold died, and even the last body could not be found.

He staggered back a step, a stream of red blood spattered from his chest.His body shook twice, he clenched the scimitar tightly, and just stood there quietly.

"Kugachi..."

Suddenly, a distant voice came into his ears.The voice was so far away, but at this moment he could hear it so clearly.He slowly turned his face and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

A small boat was floating among the floating corpses, so inconspicuous that he couldn't even see her on the boat for the first time.

Hu Gechi looked at that distant figure, but felt relieved in his heart, he was still alive, so good...

A Nuo's eyes were red, bloodshot all over his eyeballs. "Hugechi... Hugechi..." She shouted anxiously, but she couldn't reach him at all.The vast sea, the pieces of floating corpses blocked the two of them, separating them far, far away.

Don't die, Kugechi...