Acacia, don't be negative

Chapter 448 Sorry, I'm Late

From Nan Xirong's point of view, he didn't intend to take her life today. He regarded this war as a game, and he wanted to play with them to the end, and then appreciate their ugliness as the winner.They are the heroes of Beixia, and letting a hero lose everything and have no way out is far more painful than taking their lives.But Ye Song was so crazy, if Nan Xirong didn't take it seriously, he couldn't explain it, so he said: "I wanted to keep you until the end, but I didn't expect you to come here to die, so don't blame me for being rude."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nan Xirong stepped up his attack, and with a long sword, he slashed Ye Song's body with cuts and bruises.Ye Song's eyes became more and more fierce, without any fear or flinching.

Su Jing withdrew from the siege of Nan Zhen's soldiers, flipped Nan Xi Rong's hand quickly, grabbed Ye Song's whip and rushed forward, Ye Song was instantly pulled in front of her by Nan Xi Rong, The same two pairs of unruly eyes looked at each other coldly, seeing himself in the other's eyes, Nan Xirong kicked Ye Song in the abdomen with a flying kick, but that kick was slightly agitated because he saw himself in Ye Song's eyes After a moment's sluggishness, Su Jing suddenly appeared behind Nan Xirong in the blink of an eye, and raised her palm to strike at his vest.

Nan Xirong's heart trembled, he looked back but lost the front, it was too late to control Ye Song, the sword loosened the black iron whip, turned around and went to deal with Su Jing, facing him with two palms, each retreated a few feet.

Ye Song's body flipped in the air for a few weeks, and landed steadily, with Su Jing holding Nan Xirong one behind the other.The moment she landed, the end of the whip swept across the ground, bringing up black mud and splashing it on Nan Xirong's face, but Nan Xirong was too focused to notice it at all.

As the flames flickered, the battle was on the verge of breaking out.

I saw Su Jing kicking, and Nan Xirong rushed towards him almost at the same time. When the swords collided, the two sides fought each other, and no one would let the other go. However, the two were evenly matched.Ye Song saw the timing, and greeted Nan Xirong with a few whips. In order to avoid Nan Xirong, Su Jing had the upper hand and received two swords on his body.

Ye Song looked up again under the firelight in the night. The man on the cross was silent, as if he was silently watching the battle.On the top of his lowered head, it seemed like a star was hanging very low. Behind him was a holy light, which he could touch with his hand.

Ye Song squinted his eyes, then raised his arms and swung the whip. She cut off the cross from the middle, sending sawdust flying, and the people on it lost their support and fell down.

Ye Song was standing below, and when the man barely fell to the ground, she turned her back and let the man land on her back successfully.

Very heavy, as heavy as Mount Tai.

She almost couldn't hold on anymore and staggered two steps forward, but she gritted her teeth and stood firm, never letting go.

The armor of the man on his back was covered with dirty and coagulated blood. His hair was scattered and covered his cheeks, hanging weakly on Ye Song's thin shoulders.The strong and rotten smell emanating from her body filled Ye Song's nose and made her eyes red.She looked back at him, the outline of the past was faintly visible under the disheveled hair, but she no longer had the grace and vitality of the past, she just closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Ye Song was dumb, and whispered to him: "Chen Mingguang, I'm sorry, I'm late." But he will definitely take him back.It will make those who humiliate and hurt him double the pain.

At that time, Nanzhen's scattered troops noticed that there was a fight in this place, and quickly organized their formation to come to support.That group of troops blocked the mountain pass to the brim.

When Nan Xirong saw it, a look of complacency climbed up his face in an instant, making his face a little distorted. He knew that Ye Song and Su Jing could not stay for long, otherwise there would be no return.Taking advantage of the moment when Su Jing was repulsed, he looked back at Ye Song and the person on her back. He could still laugh at such a time, which was very strange, and said, "That's why you want to take him away, Ben Gong It took a lot of effort to bring him here without letting him be buried in the mountains, so shouldn't you give him something in exchange?"

Ye Song was carrying a heavy weight, raised her head halfway, still so arrogant, she raised her eyes, her eyes were heavy, and suddenly raised the corners of her lips like a ghost Yan Luo, the strange look that emerged was no less than Nan Xirong, with a woman less Some heroism made Nan Xirong's eyes narrow.She said: "Okay, then I will exchange something with you." Then, she took out a bundle of explosives from the armor, which was the most primitive explosive. It was only developed in a few days, and it can blow up a mountain.

Immediately afterwards, she took out the fire pocket, rubbed it on her armor, and lit the fuse.

Nan Xirong seemed to know what she wanted to do, his expression changed drastically, he turned his head to look at those Nan Zhen's army rushing in, and immediately ordered them to retreat.It's a pity that the environment was too noisy at that time. Under the leadership of a certain general, Nan Xiong's army was eager to protect the lord, rushing towards him like mountains and rivers roaring, and Nan Xirong's orders could not be heard.

And Su Jing also quickly pulled away, landed beside Ye Song, whistled, and the galloping horse ran in the opposite direction.He took Chen Mingguang from Ye Song and put him on the horse.Ye Song threw out the bundle of explosives, raised his long whip, and threw the explosives far away, falling straight into the group of Nanzhen soldiers.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud "bang", and countless Nanzhen soldiers were blown away.

Su Jing turned her head, looked at Nan Xirong coldly, and ordered: "Get out!"

The small team they brought got the order, and immediately withdrew and retreated, riding away one after another.

Ye Song and Su Jing also rode their horses respectively, and Chen Mingguang was on He Chen's horseback. She looked down at Chen Mingguang, pursed her lips as if she had made great determination, and then she was willing to turn the horse's head and retreat together. But she didn't rest in her hand, she still had time to see the fire pocket, and she threw it behind her with a whip, right in the direction of Nan Xirong.

Nan Xirong raised the sword and split the fire zhezi in half, sparks flew everywhere.

However, he overlooked one very important thing.Around him, at some point, Ye Song whipped black mud all over the ground intentionally or unintentionally, and even the corners of his clothes were stained a lot.

Even though it was a tiny spark, as soon as it hit the ground, it ignited a big fire, enveloping Nan Xirong in the middle.

A scream erupted from Nanzhen's army: "Protect His Royal Highness——"

But that fire is not so easy to be extinguished.

While He Chen was running, Ye Song turned his head and saw Nan Xirong struggling to put out the fire in the flames. He raised his eyes to look in her direction, bursting out with a strong killing intent.

Not enough, far from enough.He is not dead, it is difficult to solve the hatred in her heart.But he died like this, and she couldn't let go of her hatred!
Su Jing and Ye Song quickly left in the dust, completely disappearing into the night, together with the small team of capable soldiers they brought with them.

Nan Xirong felt that a layer of skin was almost scalded off his body, and the armor he was wearing was burned red. He struggled to untie the armor on his body with his hands, even though his hands were burned to the point of blue smoke, it was like being burned to ashes good.His hair also caught fire, and after a little thought, he accidentally sent a small ball of fire to his face, which just ignited that drop of stain on his face. He screamed in pain, covered his face with his hand, and his armor fell off. In an instant, the person threw himself on the ground, rolled back and forth several times on the ground, and there were small flames everywhere.

The smoke on his body lasted for a long time.

Nan Xirong just lay on the ground like that, and didn't get up for a long time.

Nan Zhen's soldiers came and surrounded him.The leading general ran over as soon as he got off his horse and asked, "Is your Highness alright?"

Nan Xirong only raised his hand to stop his movements, and at the same time told everyone that he was still alive at the moment.After a long time, he raised his head, his long and narrow eyes were full of bloodthirsty scarlet, he slowly withdrew his hand covering the left side of his face, although his head was half down, but the flame reflected his outline, and his face was blurred. The scars on his face were extremely horrifying, and a layer of skin was burned off his hands. There was a bloody scar on the lower eyelid, like a shallow hole, and he could almost see his face. The cheekbones and half of the left face were also burns from high temperature on the hands, full of blisters.

Nan Xirong clenched his hands into fists, hated him so much, and said in a low voice: "Ye, Song."

Overnight, Ye Song and the others defeated Nanzhen's army with minimal losses, and caused Nanzhen's heavy losses. This was the only happy thing in so many days.The morale of the soldiers in the dark city has been encouraged and uplifted like never before.

They felt that only Ye Song and Su Jing could create miracles one after another, and they would have the hope of victory.

That night, Ye Song and Su Jing rode back to the city, heading north without stopping.Until I ran to the suburbs.

Su Jingdu just followed her silently, and the two stopped in a clean mountain depression.Ye Song raised his head, looked at the sparse stars in the sky, and then at the hazy mountain shadow in the distance at night.

Dawn is coming.

Holding the whip in his hand, Ye Song let out two long breaths, raised his finger and pointed straight ahead, and said to Su Jing: "There, there must be a sunrise."

The direction she pointed was the angle between the two mountains, which was due east.

Su Jing said: "Yes."

Ye Song got off his horse, picked up some rocks and squatted down under a tree, and began to dig the ground.After a while, she planed very seriously, as if she was doing something piously, with repentance.

Su Jing squatted beside her, wanting to do it with her, but Ye Song said, "Don't move, I'll do it myself. It's me, I should send him this journey with my own hands."

Su Jing didn't continue, but got up and went around to find her a wooden stick that was more convenient for digging, sharpened one end and handed it to her, saying: "If this can make you feel less sad, I will only stay with you .”

So Ye Song dug the hole alone.She snorted after digging, not just because she was panting because of exhaustion, but because she wanted to vent all the stagnant emotions in her heart. She lowered her head, and the long hair behind her shoulders slid all over her chest to cover her chest. Seeing her face, she couldn't see her expression clearly, but hearing her voice, it seemed that she was crying muffledly, which made Su Jing's heart throbbing.

But he can't help her with anything, the only thing he can do is to stay by her side and never leave her.

(End of this chapter)