After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 979 In this battle, we can only protect ourselves
Everyone has their own secrets in their hearts, and they don't have to know.

"Let's go." Without saying anything more, she strode out of the dilapidated hut.

Chongyang put a silver ingot on the table, and quickly caught up with Yin Jiuqing.

When going out, Coral lightly glanced at the silver on the table, a few vegetarian dishes actually don't need so much silver at all.

The group of people set foot on the road to Shangdu again. Yin Jiuqing glanced back, and saw the old woman bent over the mountain and looked at them, without moving her figure for a long time.

Across the distance from the wind and snow, she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, she guessed that she must be lonely.

"My lord, why don't you fight with your back and kill Gu Lianjue directly in Shangdu, so that His Highness can ascend the throne in a legitimate way."

Yin Jiuqing looked ahead calmly, letting the wind and snow erode.

Hearing Coral's words, she just shook her head.

The fact that Gu Lianjue dared to ask Gu Qingyu to come to the rescue meant that he had already made all the preparations, and it was a blessing that they escaped, so how could they compete with Gu Lianjue.

He holds half of Qingbei Dynasty's troops in his hand.

Furthermore, Gu Qingyu can't even rescue his own father, how can he ascend to the throne of God, how can he make the people of the world submit to him.

After all, everything was within Gu Lianjue's calculations.

In this battle, we can only protect ourselves.

Can't seek trouble!

……

Gu Qingyu and his party were ambushed the moment they entered Shangdu. It was a desperate assassination.

The snow was stained with scorching blood, but it was buried by heavy snow after a while.

The opponent was consuming them in the form of a wheel battle. For a whole day and night, the soldiers they brought didn't even have the strength to pick up weapons.

The sharp sword in Wei Chu's hand slashed across the enemy's neck. One knee softened and he knelt on the ground. He turned to look at Gu Qingyu, "Master, what should I do?"

The man looked indifferent, and tightened his grip on the soft sword bit by bit.

He looked at the men in black around him, his icy eyes were still calm at this moment, and there were no waves, because he had already expected it, so he was not surprised.

Because the father-son relationship with Gu Lianjue was broken early, so I don't feel sad.

His thin lips parted slightly, "Kill!"

Even if there is an abyss ahead, he must fight his way out and bring Gu Lianjue back.

Because the person waiting at home is a concern that he cannot let go of.

Many times, the reason why people force themselves to move forward is not that the scenery ahead is charming, but the reality behind them is cruel.

A sharp arrow suddenly pierced through the air, and its target was Wei Chu, who was half kneeling on the ground.

Duanmufan glanced at it inadvertently, his pupils suddenly shrank, "Be careful!"

He hastily spit out two words, but jumped up quickly, and the moon round scimitar in his hand bounced the arrow away with a "clang".

Before he could regain his senses, a sharp arrow was shot again, but it was firmly nailed to the bottom of his heart.

The hustle and bustle and silence are just moments of alternation.

In the vast white world, nothing seemed to exist, only the figure standing in front of him was left.

The wind and snow are blowing, the wind blades are still, and the sound of snow falling to the ground is particularly obvious in the forest.

Wei Chu's heavy breathing deeply merged into the icy and snowy land, mixing into a deep, raging storm.

The scimitar in Duanmufan's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and was buried deeply under the frozen soil.

Immediately, his tall body fell to the ground with a bang, Wei Chu helped him up in astonishment, and looked at the arrow on his chest, that moment was like a lightning strike.

(End of this chapter)