Chapter 107 Qingquan Sorrow Scales (8)
But this time, his order was slightly reversed.Sima Yun immediately hugged me tightly, rolled behind the Qianqiu glazed bell, and shouted to Yao Ji: "Bronze wall guards."

Yao Ji and Shen Changzong immediately came to their senses and put the emperor behind the dragon seat.Yao Ji quickly twisted the dragon's head, and the dragon seat fell into a foot immediately. Yao Ji and Shen Changzong picked up the tall shield of the dead inner guard, blocked the emperor, and shouted: "Bronze wall array protection."

The people in the dark palace and the inner guards very tacitly picked up the copper shields in the hands of the dead companions and assembled them into a solid and safe semicircular copper wall.

Almost at the same time, stream arrows from outside the window shot in like a dense swarm of bees.

Qianqiu was still unable to escape the fate of the palace change, and the glazed clock face was shattered again, but the piece of fine steel behind the wall saved the lives of Sima Yun and me.

The screams were endless, and countless bloody liquids splashed in the air.No matter how well Ren Sima Yun protected me, a few drops splashed on my face, and I only felt the coldness from the bottom of my heart.

I saw from the gap between Sima Yun's arms that Yuan Feiqing instinctively rushed towards Song Minglei, trying to block an arrow for him.He probably didn't expect such a dense group of arrows to shoot in, and the eyes he looked at Song Minglei revealed strong sadness and despair.

Song Minglei tremblingly said, "Qing."

But in just a split second, Song Minglei's eyes had turned blank and cold. He bent down and grabbed Yuan Feiqing with his backhand as a shield in front of him. He no longer looked at his expression, no longer cared about his life, and let him change. It became a hedgehog full of arrows.Yuan Feiqing's canthus opened, and he spat out blood foam in pain, dripping on Song Minglei's head and body.

At this moment, no one knew how he was feeling.Gradually, Ruya also shot his head to pieces, and finally fell down, even his expression could not be seen.Later, a pile of arrow-shot corpses fell on them, some from the Tiande Army and some from the Linde Army.

I don't know how long it took, and the arrow gradually died down, and I heard Yu Feiyan shouting over and over again: "The descendant will not die, King Jin will protect him."

His voice was already hoarse, echoing harshly and harshly in the snowy night where the wind was howling and cranes were raging.

Sima Yun's mask fell off, revealing a painful scarred face, blood gurgling from his left shoulder, and he was hit by an arrow.

I quickly pulled out the arrow feathers, tore off the hem of his clothes, and quickly bandaged his left shoulder.Of course, my workmanship has not been very good, and the bag is extremely ugly. It is rare that he does not take it seriously, but just smiles at me, and the smile is full of warmth.He thrust a dazzling dagger into my hand as my long-lost reward.He whispered, "Hide here, don't come out yet."

Holding the long sword tightly, he walked to the corpse pile filled with arrow feathers, and after making sure no one survived, he shouted outside the hall: "The world is peaceful, the world is peaceful, the world is peaceful."

He called three times for peace in the world, presumably it was a secret signal.Immediately, someone broke into the door, and two heroes walked in front of them. They were Yuan Feibai and Yu Feiyan who were covered in blood, followed by Yao Xuelang, Cheng Dongzi, Qingmei, Jin Canzi, Yinben, and the long-lost Qi. put.My heart skipped a beat.

Everyone stepped on the thick pile of corpses and looked around vigilantly. Yao Xuelang pointed to Yuan Dejun who quickly carried the corpses out of the hall, and soon cleared a path in the middle.Kneeling in the bloody middle, Yuan Feibai shouted loudly to the semicircle of copper walls: "The escort of the King of the Northern Jin Dynasty came late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Everyone who entered the room immediately followed Feibai, bowed their heads and knelt quietly among the corpses, no one dared to raise their heads.

No one answered, Yuan Feibai knelt down with the crowd and said, "The escort of the King of Northern Jin Dynasty came late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

(End of this chapter)

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