Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 402 Kill him
That's why she died under Zhao Deji's hands, Qin Hui's hands—maybe, she died under her own hands!
He clenched his fist—the right hand with the severed finger lay in an ugly shape, which should not be the image of Mr. Pianpian.

All around, Song Bing came rushing like a tidal wave, chasing after their hero.

He suddenly laughed, feeling extremely absurd.

My world, whose country?
Politics, this is brutal politics.

It is enough to destroy the tenderness that has been bred for thousands of years in this land, Tang poetry and Song Ci.

Amid the overwhelming shouts of killing, Yue Pengju panicked and exclaimed: "Sister Seventeen, Sister Seventeen..." The man in his arms seemed unable to even hold the bow and arrow.The improved bayonet protruded sharply, like the tail of a carp, making a final fight.

"Pengju... I'm fine... I'm fine... let's go, let's go..."

It was another round of onslaught, Hua Rong leaned back against her husband, the small bow in her hand was just like an ornament, she just stared at the approaching enemies with wide eyes, and when they got close, get closer...a thin needle pierced out. , With a scream, the little bow played its final role, Hua Rong's hand was limp and trembling, and he could hardly hold it anymore.

A round of long spears shone coldly in the fireworks, as if they jumped out of the fire, and seemed to fall from the sky.Angrily shouted: "Pengju, catch it..."

With Hua Rong's precarious body, he only had time to see clearly the black soap robe and the pitch-black Zen staff that was as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

"what……"

With a loud shout, thousands of people were forced to retreat.The Tathagata also makes a lion's roar.

She was so grateful that she could only call out "Brother Lu..." but the voice was weak, drowned in the snow and fire.Before and after Pengju's accident, she was afraid that Lu Da would be worried, so she never told him any news.Anyone involved will be implicated, Zhang Xian, Yu Peng... even strangers who dare to speak out from far away in Sichuan and Shaanxi.Such a big event caused an uproar in the world. Donglin Temple is not so far away from Lin'an, so Lu Da naturally knew.He didn't contact them, and he didn't know the court practice. The king and minister had to die—he only carried out secret rescue in his own way.

He has all beard and hair, but still has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like the angry King Kong in the temple.

The surrounding Song Jun didn't dare to go forward for a while, no one knew who it was.

"kill……"

I don't know who took the lead and shouted, the arrows changed their targets like migrating locusts, and all shot at the monk who suddenly came out.He was trapped in the center, and the Zen staff was waving so that the water couldn't get in. Some of the arrows fell to the ground, but some rebounded crosswise. The person in the front let out a scream, and a dozen people fell down. hand.

Thousands of troops and horses rushed in like a tide.In front is the north gate, the closed north gate, on the city wall, a row of archers and crossbowmen are condescending, with their bows fully drawn, ready for battle. The order of "shoot on the spot" made them very relaxed. Just shoot arrows, and shoot round after round. Even Iron Man has to turn him into a hedgehog.

Hua Rong's voice was both excited and worried: "It's Brother Lu...Brother Lu is here..."

Lu Da shouted loudly, full of anger: "Pengju, quickly take Amei away...quick...go to Ximen, Ximen..."

Yue Pengju's heart skipped a beat. From the corner of his eye, he looked in the direction of Lu Da's Zen stick, and he pulled his wife and ran to the west.

"Quick, chase to the west, quick..."

Lu Da suddenly swung his Zen stick, and even cut a bloody path out of the arrow net. The Song army who was chasing and intercepting him had to go to stop him again.

Yue Peng lifted his breath, turned his head, and pulled Hua Rong to change direction.There was only one last thought left in my mind: no matter what, I must save my wife's life.Since Lu Da reminded him so, there must be someone to respond?who is it?Who else?No matter who is able to extend a helping hand at such a moment of life and death, if he wants to repay him, he will have to live in the next life.

"Hurry up, Yue Pengju has run away..."

"Where did you go?"

"West?"

"South?"

"Follow..."

The Song army who had just rushed up chased after them, but the shooting was not so intensive.In the faint light of the flames, Xu Caizhi, the leader of the Imperial Forest Army, was riding on a tall horse, and shouted: "Hurry up and take down that monk Mang, arrest his comrades, Yue Pengju has gone west, quickly..." He yelled loudly, as if he hadn't Spot the two in the shadows.

He yelled in earnest, but his palms were covered with cold sweat. The two of them, perhaps, would still be dead after all.Xu Caizhi and the two of them had known each other for many years, and after the battle of fleeing at sea, they had always held a love that they shared life and death together.But the past between him and Yue Pengju was not very close, especially in the past two years, there was no private contact at all, so he was not suspected by Zhao Deji at all.Like Zhang Yingying and others, he had served Zhao Deji for many years and never dared to disobey him in the slightest. Knowing that Yue Pengju had been wronged, he did not dare to intercede for Yue Pengju.However, what he didn't expect was that Zhao Deji even killed Hua Rong!Even Hua Rong, who was born and died for him many times, did not hesitate to kill him! "The crime is not as good as the family members", what a grandiose reason, to announce to the world, to live up to one's own words, Xia Jie and Shang Zhou, but that's all.Witnessing such a brutal fight, although he didn't dare to be selfish at all, he had to touch his conscience. Subconsciously, he could delay for a while, so he would delay for a while.

It was precisely this moment of delay that Yue Pengju had already dragged his wife and ran several tens of feet away, making a final struggle along the shadow of the city wall.Yue Pengju turned around, grabbed his wife and set foot on the north again—bypassing two alleys, it was the north gate again.

At this time, the main defenders and pursuers of the north gate were all chasing west and south, and the north gate gradually became empty. No one would have expected that Yue Pengju would return again to die.

He stopped and listened to the wind, he was slightly happy, the sound of people at the north gate was weak, and the direction of the fire was getting farther and farther away.However, his footsteps were getting slower and slower, holding Hua Rong's hand, the temperature was gradually dissipating, maybe it was the coldness of the snow, maybe it was the cooling of the blood, Hua Rong suddenly stopped: "Pengju, Pengju... ..."

He forcefully opened his eyes wide, glanced at the flames moving towards the city wall, his heart was pierced, and he hugged his wife tightly, almost rubbing her into his bones: "Sister Seventeen, I'm really sorry for you, I'm sorry for my son... "

With tears streaming down her face, she also hugged him tightly, but she hugged the arrowheads all over her body—she couldn't hug him, and as soon as she stretched out her hand, she would press those arrows harder into his flesh and blood.In the moving firelight, the clothes behind him had been torn to pieces, with knife wounds, arrow wounds... Then, there were scorched and fuzzy burns—the old and new wounds of the branding iron.

Even an iron man will melt and perish inch by inch.

He pressed his forehead against hers, "Sister Seventeen, I'm so sorry... I regret...Sister Seventeen, I'm the one who killed you... If I can meet you again in the next life, I don't care about anything. I will be with you for the rest of my life, even if it is simple food, farming and weaving, and I will be a farmer for the rest of my life..."

Hua Rong couldn't cry, howled dryly in his throat, choked and couldn't spit it out.With only the remaining strength, he barely supported him to prevent him from falling——he was about to fall!My husband, my lifelong support, and Xiaohutou's father, he can no longer stand up.

Megatron in the north and south, the brave and invincible Yue Pengju couldn't stand anymore!

Leaning against him, she felt a little relieved, and suddenly laughed.No matter, no matter.

He heard his wife's heart beating faster, and he seemed to know her thoughts. His forehead suddenly moved away, and Hua Rong felt his face turn cold. Seventeenth sister, live well, don't avenge me...don't avenge me..."

Hua dissolved in the firelight, looking at her husband's face, it seemed like snow on the ground, and the clusters of arrows on her body were beyond count.The strength in his body is slowly disappearing bit by bit, and the last drop of blood will soon be shed.

She was completely out of control, the pain in her body was already numb, she only knew to subconsciously stand in front of him, trying to shield him from the dense arrows: "Pengju, Pengju..."

His voice was even more gentle: "Miss Seventeen, hurry up, think about little tiger head... how pitiful little tiger head is, he is still waiting for us. You are his mother! Little tiger head must have a mother..."

She screamed, blood trickling down the corner of her mouth: "No!"

"Sister Seventeen, listen to me once, just this once!"

"No!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, the spear jumped up, turned around, and even picked it up at his wife's feet.Hua Rong stepped on the tip of the gun, flew into the air, and was thrown over three feet high. There was a gap, the last sliver of life he saw in his busy schedule.Just as her body was about to fall, he used all his strength to climb up with the gun, stretched out his hand, supported her, and sat firmly on the city wall, but he could no longer support himself and slipped to the ground.

The city wall that has been in disrepair for a long time, outside the city gate, is not the Great Wall to resist the war, but a vulnerable decoration like the West Lake singing and dancing, Huaiyang Fengyue.

After this slow force, Hua Rong's body slowed down, turned sideways, and disappeared into the night, and the colorful feathers on her bow sparkled like a dark will-o'-the-wisp in the night, disappearing.

He watched his wife disappear with elation and tears streaming down his face.

"Sister Seventeen...Sister Seventeen...live well with my son..."

In the dark night, someone sang: "The warm wind... makes people drunk... Yay..." The singer's voice is full of the temptation of the night.

Jin Wushu stood by the window, his palms were soaked in sweat. That woman, bloodied into the sky in the dark night, screamed hoarsely like death: "Pengju...Pengju..."

This is the result of my desire, why is it so horrible?
Another round of arrows was about to shoot at the woman flying in the air, but screamed repeatedly, and was knocked down by a row of hidden weapons, and more than a dozen archers fell from the city wall one after another.

"Who……"

"Search quickly, there are accomplices in the dark..."

"Your Majesty ordered to catch them all..."

"Chasing after Yue Pengju first, hurry up, he ran towards the south gate..."

"Hurry up, he and Hua Rong are together, kill these two culprits..."

"quick……"

"Kill Hua Rong, reward 1000 taels of gold..."

"Kill Yue Pengju, reward 1 taels of gold..."

"Kill Yue Pengju, and you will be promoted to a third rank..."

…………

Qin Hui came rushing from the Dali Temple Prison, rode on the horse, shouted loudly and waved the command flag, and experienced the majesty of the war for the first time, as if he was the marshal commanding thousands of troops.Delighted, crazy... Who knew this day, I also have this day, the literati chased the incomparable military general like a bereaved dog.

Force is never equal to resourcefulness.

Ingenuity is never equal to conspiracy.

His laughter resounded in the dark night: "Hahaha... Get rid of Yue Pengju, the world will be peaceful... Come on everyone... Each person will be rewarded with 20 coins..."

(End of this chapter)