Sick King and Concubine

Chapter 325 I Trust Him (4)
However, I am really afraid, afraid that after meeting you, I will send you to death alone, so what am I doing alive? !This white bone has skin and flesh because of you, and has a pair of eyes to see it in the thousands of prosperity. If you are a little careless because of me, how can I feel so bad?

What is the situation?

Her hand trembled, but finally fell to the mouth of the box.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly reached out, and her hand was gently grasped. The bloody smell spread to the tip of her nose layer by layer, and the sticky blood dripped down her cheek along that hand. On her arm, she only heard a soft call: "Ah Li, don't look."

Ah Li, don't look at it.

These simple words suddenly made her feel like a knife, and she heard Kazama Liuli's sarcastic laughter: "Chu Yu, look at how you are now, and you are still worried about her? "

what does it look likeWhat is Zixiu like now?
She opened her eyes wide open desperately, but only the tears blurred, she felt his hand take the box from her with undeniable force, his voice was still gentle: "Ah, I will be fine , we have no children yet, we will go to the outside of the Great Wall after finishing our work here, the sky beyond the Great Wall is very blue, there are big geese and snow mountains, and the shepherd's flute, we will ride horses on the grassland, and no one can disturb us anymore We, we and our children, no matter how the mountains and rivers change, there is only us."

Jiang Li seemed to lose all her strength in an instant, the box peeled off from her hand, the bone-eating pain disappeared in an instant, and her sight slowly recovered. She looked up, only seeing his smiling eyes as always.

But, but, in that white dress, she could only see large swathes of blood soaked open. She was flustered, wishing so much, just like that night at the Pegasus Ranch, the blood all over her body belonged to someone else, but now, so what? Could be someone else's?
With her right hand behind her back, Chu Yu gently covered her face with her left hand, and said softly, "These people can't hurt me. Believe in your husband, when I don't want to die, no one can take away my Life. Not even today, let alone people?"

Jiang Li didn't dare to ask him what he went through, but he was here, as if all her heart had been lost, she could only close her eyes, let the tears fall, and then gently hugged him: "Zixiu, I just want to be with you You are together."

Chu Yu smiled lightly, then kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Ah, go ahead, drip your blood on it, don't worry about other people's words, you just have to trust me."

Jiang Li nodded.

Chu Yu gently pushed her away, and Jiang Li's mood returned to calm. Chu Yu put Chixia in her hand, Jiang Li nodded, then turned and left.

When Jiang Li got there, Chu Yufang looked at Fengjian Liuli and said with a smile, "I will fight the battle I promised you."

Kazama Liuli said: "I never take advantage of others, can your right hand still hold a knife?"

Chu Yu smiled. At this time, he just showed his hand in his right sleeve. That hand can no longer be called a hand. Those thick white bones were exposed from under the cut skin. He didn't dare to stretch it out just now, but It's just because she's worried.

To him, this is just a shallow scar, to her, it may be a knife cut in the heart.

The most painful thing is the human heart.

Chu Yu casually laughed, and he picked up Jiang Li's sword just now, and said, "Even if I have only a little strength, I will never lose to you."

The sword suddenly reversed like a rushing river, closing in a glamorous way amidst the turbulent waves, and then spinning, galloping, and tearing.

This is a flash of lightning, like a green dragon leaping.

Feng Jian Liuli was forced to retreat by such a sword, but between the lightning and thunder, the man who seemed to be about to fall still seemed to have inexhaustible strength. Eleven sword lights came out from behind!
Layers upon layers, in the blink of an eye, such incredible speed and anticipation!
Kazama Liuli felt a momentary shock in her heart, was this his most vivid blow? !
But in an instant, he laughed: "Good! Good! Good!"

He shot suddenly, another ray of light flew up suddenly, and finally, it met Chu Yu's sword head-on!
The sword intent is like a dream, but thousands of horses are galloping, the territory is cracked, and the golden weapon is swung!

This is the reunion of the world's greatest geniuses, there is no luck, only the sword in hand, and the strength in the sword.

There is no sound of sword strikes, only dancing all over the sky. To the extreme, each sword falling is almost a perfect art. Under the stars, white clothes and purple shadows intersect, fighting in the darkness to create thousands of splendors.

And in that distance, Osamu Uesugi and Elder Dongshan looked at each other and suddenly smiled.

Dongshan old man said: "Heroes are really young, your apprentice is indeed a genius."

Osamu Uesugi was silent for a moment, and finally said: "He is a genius in our school for a hundred years, even I was not as good as it was back then. However, he lost."

He turned around lightly, and said: "That child is tempered with purgatory, intersecting with demons, an exchange of ancient taboos. He has been hiding his strength, Liuli, and he is almost there."

After he finished speaking, he said: "If you want to kill, kill it. I will not intervene. Since he escaped from my hands, I will keep my promise. But heaven sacrifices life, where will that never-before-seen destiny go? I, too, want to take a look."

He spoke slowly, and then slowly walked into the night, like a ghost, merged with the sky and disappeared into the sky.

And not long after Uesugi Osamu left, the figures on the mountain suddenly staggered extremely quickly.

The speed of the two of them is almost miraculous. In the sword intent, there are thousands of troops and horses, but in the silent interlacing, each of them brushes past life and death.

It was the king's sword, but it was lingering with blood, and finally turned into lines of poetry on a poet's paper, and flowed into a little cinnabar on a woman's forehead.

The situation was changing, but it was only for a moment, and the blood suddenly splashed from Chu Yu's arm, but the seriously injured man was still a little romantic on Yunshan, and his brows were full of love.

His appearance is nothing more than that.

Chu Yu pointed his sword at Fengjian Liuli's heart, and smiled faintly: "Give up."

Kazama Liuli's face froze for the first time, but in an instant, his smile burst into flames, enchanting and charming, overwhelming the country and the city.

He looked at Chu Yu's arm dripping with blood. He knew that there might not be a single intact part of his body, but the hand holding the sword seemed as unshakable as a mountain, and the blood dripped down his clothes. , but without the slightest hint of despair.

(End of this chapter)