Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 509 Yun Lang, I beg you!
Chapter 509: Yun Lang, I beg you!
At this time, Wu Yi took what Ling Xiyue said to him before, and turned her back to her, "Yue girl, you can stay here peacefully, you rush down now, he cares about you, Bei Chenyan can do other things by himself." Handle."

He doesn't even have this ability, how can he be the king of the sky.

You can't be his son-in-law, right?
Ling Xiyue had to sink her breath.

"Whoosh-"

Suddenly, an arrow flew past.

Bei Chenyan's eyes froze, and he turned his face quickly.

The arrow, which was like a blade breaking the wind, passed close to his cheek, and with a "squeak", it drew a bloodstain as thin as a spider's silk, and the color of the blood overflowing red was like the blood wheel of the setting sun in the sky.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

The soldiers around him whispered and rushed to protect him.

Bei Chenyan, however, had quick eyesight and quick hands. The moment he turned his head to avoid it, he stretched out his big palm, grabbed the arrow, and swung it out with his backhand!

The arrow was extremely powerful, and the spear head turned through the crowd, piercing through the soldiers standing in front of him one after another, and finally landed on the rocky ground with a "touch", the bloody arrow still It was trembling rapidly, making a buzzing sound!

Ling Xiyue's eyes followed Bei Chenyan's body, and her heart was always tight.

Although it is common to be injured in the march, Ling Xiyue is really worried in the melee of tens of thousands of people.

Bei Chenyan entered the military camp for training at the age of three, and led the army alone to fight at the age of 12. Over the years, there have been many injuries, large and small. With his temperament of always taking the lead, injuries are unavoidable.

His bloodthirsty rage, which is full of gods and demons, is also cultivated in this way.

"Kill ah-"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The two armies fought and blood flowed like rivers.

Tantai Yunlang led Xilan's army to retreat towards the Wujiang River.

Drums, horns, shouts... all kinds of sounds filled the canyon.

"Retract the right wing, retreat!" Long Xiang's army, also led by General Ghost Face, resisted while looking for a way out.

As soon as Bei Chenyan lifted the reins, he sat down and the horse scrambled up. He raised his head and neighed. General Xilan Zuo, beheaded by the horse!
Just now, it was the cold arrow he shot.

"General!" The surrounding Xilan army panicked.

The right general who followed Tantai Yunlang's retreat turned around and looked, his eyes were shattered, "Wu De!"

Although Xilan and Longxiang were trying their best to resist, the momentum of the Tianlin army was rising steadily, and because of geographical disadvantages and undecided panic, they were always suppressed and beaten, and even forced to retreat repeatedly.

Tantai Yunlang looked back, looked at the figure of Shura who was killing towards this side, and glanced at the slender figure in white clothes on the canyon from the corner of his eye, and there was a burst of darkness in his clear and moist eyes.

"Your Highness?" Yan Junshi saw Tantai Yunlang reining in his horse and stopped, a little anxious, "What are you waiting for, Your Highness, let's go!"

They had to take advantage of Murong Chaoge's lack of pursuit and fight out from where Bei Chenyan's troops were weak.

Tantai Yunlang lowered his hands, grabbed the heavy bow hanging from the side of the horse, and put the arrow on the bowstring. The black and cold shoulders slowly turned, little by little, and aimed at Bei Chenyan's vacant back amidst the crowd of soldiers and horses. back.

Junshi Yan looked over and understood Tantai Yunlang's intentions.

He was overjoyed, although the chances were slim, but if he could take advantage of the unpreparedness, seriously injure or kill Bei Chenyan, and the current predicament would be resolved by itself, that would be the best!
However, Tantai Yunlang was holding a longbow, but he didn't shoot it for a long time, and there was no movement for several seconds.

"Your Highness..." Yan Junshi couldn't help reminding.

The surrounding soldiers and horses are also rushing towards this side!
I don't know if it's intuition, or what, when Ling Xiyue's eyes passed through the thousands of troops below to spy on the overall situation, they fell on Tantai Yunlang's body in an unbiased manner. Looking at the movement of him holding the heavy bow, his eyes tightened slightly. .

Then follow the direction his arrow was pointing at, and looked over. After seeing Bei Chenyan, her face changed completely, and she became colder by several degrees.

"Yue girl, what's the matter?"

Wu Yi didn't see it, so he didn't know what Ling Xiyue was looking for.

Ling Xiyue didn't have time to say anything at this time, her eyes glanced left and right, she flew to the side, and grabbed a bow and arrow with lightning speed.

Pull it away, put the arrow on the arm, and turn the spearhead directly at Tantai Yunlang!

She gritted her teeth tightly, and her heart beat faster: Yun Lang, let go!
Tantai Yunlang raised his eyes slowly, and when he saw the bow and arrow facing him in the hands of the white-clothed figure, his clear eyes trembled fiercely, there was even a bit of resentment in his eyes when he looked at her, and he opened his mouth silently, trembling all over his body .

why?
She knew perfectly well that he couldn't hurt Bei Chenyan!

But if she did so, she would hurt him, and she still pointed the finger at him.

He just wants fairness, but he can't even do that.

She was reluctant to take a little risk with Bei Chenyan...

Will I always be the one who is abandoned?

The sound of thousands of troops fighting seemed to be far away, and Ling Xiyue's hand was trembling slightly, but her hand controlling the longbow was tightened even more, making a creaking sound, and the tight arc of her jaw was cold. And decided.

But there was a deep pleading in her eyes.

Yun Lang, put it down, I beg you!
Yun Lang!

Although separated by a canyon, Tantai Yunlang could still feel Ling Xiyue's stubborn and cold expression.

If Bei Chenyan and Tantai Yunlang fight face to face, whether it is a battle between the coach or a man, she can ignore it and let them fight by their own abilities, but she must guard against cold arrows in such a melee.

"Your Highness!"

Yan Junshi's anxious cry rang in his ears.

Seeing that Tantai Yunlang neither left nor let go of the arrow, he was sweating profusely.

What are you doing, what can you prove, and what if you prove it?Tantai Yunlang twitched the corners of his mouth, and suddenly let out a self-deprecating wry smile, and danced back, took down the heavy bow and hung it to the side of the horse, turned the horse's head and left in the direction of Wujiang.

Ling Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and when she let go of the long bow, she realized that her fingers were a little stiff.

She was afraid, not only of losing the one she loved, but also of killing a friend and brother who was kind to her and righteous to her.

Ling Xiyue knew that Tantai Yunlang was most likely a temptation, and also knew that the chance of him hurting Bei Chenyan was very small, but she still couldn't just sit and watch, she didn't want to care about other things, and she didn't want to care about the mountains of corpses and blood around her. I just want to protect that one person.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, Ling Xiyue's anger welled up in her heart, and she had nowhere to vent her anger. With a swish of her hand, the longbow in her hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Why, did he have to force her like this again and again?

The last thing she wanted was to make such a choice!

Tantai Yunlang!

The big men around looked at Ling Xiyue, who suddenly got angry, and then at the bow and arrow with several broken corpses on the ground. They looked at each other, showing "can't afford to provoke" expressions, and then silently backed away.

Bei Chenyan seemed to feel something, and finally, he looked in the direction of Ling Xiyue.

(End of this chapter)