The Queen of War

Tian Bijiang could not speak any more. As soon as he gritted his teeth, he grabbed three arrows. The three arrows, like three white lightning, shot directly at Zhong Wuyan on the boulder.

"Heartless serial arrow!" looking at the three white lights, Zhong Wuyan couldn't help but feel cold and thought, "unexpectedly, he actually practiced heartless serial arrow! According to master, only the most ruthless people in the world can practice heartless serial arrow. Unexpectedly, he shot me personally for the first time..."

At the thought of this, Zhong Wuyan was disillusioned.

The three sharp arrows, when they were close to Zhong Wuyan, suddenly changed their direction, directly divided into upper, middle and lower routes, and shot at different parts of her body.

Zhong Wuyan jumped into the sky like a white lightning.

"Good skill!" those people in black looked at it and couldn't help praising it secretly.

Zhong Wuyan's lightness skill is very good. Among the disciples of Taohua mountain, it can be said to be one of the best. She was naturally thin, coupled with her white dress and towering fire, which made those people in black think their eyes were dazzled. Is this flying woman really human? Isn't she a fairy?

However, Tian Bijiang was not soft hearted. He shot relentless cold arrows at Zhong Wuyan. The arrows, as if controlled by thought, followed her closely. Although her skill was already very good, Zhong Wuyan was overwhelmed by this heartless serial arrow. For a moment, she couldn't help feeling nervous and didn't know how to get away.

Zhong Wuyan's right hand held several silver needles tightly. It was a "rainstorm pear flower needle". She knew clearly that as long as she sprinkled the silver needle, she could get away successfully. However, the "rainstorm pear blossom needle" was too dangerous. Zhong Wuyan refused to use it when she had to. It is extremely toxic. As long as it is stained with a little, it is enough to kill people. Although she had a dead heart for Tian Bijiang, she still couldn't make up her mind to shoot the "rainstorm pear flower needle" in her hand. She knew that once this needle was shot, Tian Bijiang might lose his life. If he died, where would the state of Qi go?

The branch of the Tian family, which is relatively close, has few people. The branch has not been prosperous, and there is no direct successor, but the people who are a little farther away are prosperous. If Tian Bijiang has something to do, it must set off a bloody storm. Since ancient times, the change of dynasties, which time can not experience a bloody storm? Moreover, all the countries are ready to move. At this time, if Tian Bijiang is dead, there will be domestic and foreign troubles. At that time, the people of Qi will certainly suffer from the war.

Now, although the world is not peaceful, Qi is still very stable compared with other countries. The people here have plenty of food and clothing and are happy. Although there were occasional wars on the border, the war was still very far away for most of the people of Qi. Although there was a war every day, it was just a small fight. For the state of Qi, it did not lose much. However, if it is reduced to the land like the state of Yan, for the people of the state of Qi who have been living and working in peace and contentment, I don't know whether they can accept this change for a time.

Zhong Wuyan was distracted. At this time, Tian Bijiang shot three arrows again. She had no time to dodge. A sharp arrow with cold light hit her heart directly.

The blood immediately dyed the snow-white dress red, like the most beautiful red peony in full bloom in the ice and snow!

She stumbled on the boulder, slowly lowered her head, looked at the blood flowing from her chest in surprise, and slowly closed her eyes. A drop of crystal clear tears hung impressively on the long eyelashes.

Looking at the bloody Zhong Wuyan, Tian Bijiang's indifferent eyes flashed a ray of unbearable. His hand was trembling slightly, and the crossbow in his hand could hardly be held.

He has practiced heartless serial arrows since he was a child. Unfortunately, he has never had a chance to use them. He never dreamed of shooting at his own woman for the first time! Moreover, the woman risked her life and death for him, but he shot the ruthless sharp arrow into her chest!

At this time, he gradually regained his reason and was not as crazy as before. He regretted, really regretted. He regretted hurting the woman who loved him so much. He regretted that he shouldn't hurt her again!

Zhong Wuyan looked at the blood on her chest and slowly raised her head. A faint smile appeared on her pale face. This smile is very light, like a wisp of spring breeze wrinkled a pool of spring water, gradually rippling on that beautiful face.

"Don't..." Mrs. Xia refused to go. She hid behind the tree and looked at all this nervously.

Seeing Zhong Wuyan injured, she rushed out crazily. The flaming flame burned her luxurious clothes. At this time, she was as beautiful and sacred as a phoenix in the bath fire. She ran frantically, ignoring the hysterical call of the old housekeeper behind her, let alone the tools tightly held in the hands of those people in black.

"Zhong Wuyan!" Mrs. Xia stumbled over, her face full of dirt and blood stains, and her beautiful eyes exuded dazzling light.

She rushed forward and held Zhong Wuyan tightly in her arms. Tears had blurred her eyes.

Mrs. Xia's feeling is right. She vaguely feels that Zhong Wuyan will have an accident, so she doesn't want to leave anyway. When she saw the sharp arrow with cold light shooting into Zhong Wuyan's chest, she only felt that her heart was broken into countless small pieces in an instant and could no longer be cleaned up.

Zhong Wuyan's face was very bad. That beautiful face was as pale as marble. Although she was laughing, her energy had already died with the gurgling blood.

"You silly girl!" Mrs. Xia hugged her tightly in her arms and cried bitterly, "you can't die! I tell you, I'm your mother's enemy, you can't die! You dead girl..."

Tian Bijiang looked at Mrs. Xia, who was crying, and felt that her brain was blank. He didn't understand why things had become like this? He clearly didn't want to hurt Zhong Wuyan, but why did he shoot an arrow at her chest himself? Mrs. Xia and Zhong Wuyan have a deep hatred, but why does this woman cry in a mess?

Chaos, chaos!

His heart was in a mess and he didn't know how to clean it up.

Zhong Wuyan's body collapsed in Mrs. Xia's arms. She looked at Tian Bijiang quietly. There was no complaint. There was only a faint smile.

"Even if I have a peerless beauty, I still can't enter his heart!" she thought in some despair, "he doesn't like ugly Zhong Wuyan, nor does he like beautiful Zhong Wuyan. In his heart, there is only one summer and spring. It's over, everything should be over! If I don't give up my heart at this time, it's really a fool..."

Looking at the pale Tian Bijiang on the horse, her heart dropped to the freezing point. He is still so handsome, so dignified, or so indifferent.

"Originally, from beginning to end, it was just my wishful thinking..." Zhong Wuyan smiled sadly and thought disorderly in her heart.

This smile was extremely sad and beautiful, which shocked everyone.

"Second young lady!" the old housekeeper stumbled over and looked at Zhong Wuyan, who had become a bloody man. Suddenly, he burst into tears and fell to his knees with a thud, "second young lady, how could this be..."

At this time, the old housekeeper found himself wrong. It turns out that his invincible heroine will also have this day! It turns out that any meritorious hero is just a pawn in the hands of those in power. How can a chess player have feelings for a chess piece?

Zhong Wuyan slowly closed her eyes. She's tired. She's really tired. She wants to have a good rest and have a good sleep. She really didn't have the strength to think about the past gratitude and resentment. Sleep, maybe after sleep, all troubles will be over.

"Zhong Wuyan!" Mrs. Xia hugged Zhong Wuyan tightly and asked her to sit on the boulder. Her head snuggled tightly in her arms and burst into tears. "You can't die. Open your eyes! Your mother's bones are still in my hands. If you dare not open your eyes, I'll throw your mother's bones into the river! Get up, get up!"

She held Zhong Wuyan tightly and cried.

However, no matter how she cried, Zhong Wuyan's eyes were still tightly closed.

"Wuyan!" listening to Mrs. Xia's pathetic cry, Tian Bijiang suddenly became a little flustered, "will she really die?"

All along, he thought that Zhong Wuyan was made of iron. She would not hurt or die.

The raging fire lit up the whole night sky. Zhong Wuyan lay quietly in Mrs. Xia's arms, with a faint smile on her lips. Her eyes closed tightly. No matter how Mrs. Xia cried, she refused to open her eyes again. Perhaps death was the best relief for her.

"Wuyan!" Tian Pijiang was a little flustered. He quickly got off his horse, jumped and fell steadily to Zhong Wuyan.

He gently took her hand and saw several silver needles scattered around her. Obviously, she was shot before she could use it.

"Why doesn't she use it?" Tian Bijiang thought in a disorderly way. "This needle is obviously highly poisonous. Even if she didn't come in a hurry just now, she can use it after she was hit by an arrow. Is it... Does she still have feelings for loneliness?"

Thinking of this, his heart was aching faintly.

"Don't touch her!" Mrs. Xia shouted at Tian Bijiang, her eyes red, "What's Zhong Wuyan's fault? The king should be so angry and have to kill her? Her fault is that she won more battles for you, or didn't compete with the women in the harem. You used to think she was ugly and bad for her, but now a fairy like person and thing is standing in front of you. Why don't you know to cherish it?"

She is like a mad wolf. No one is allowed to hurt her children, even if he is the king of a country.

If there were people selling regret medicine in the world, Tian Pijiang would go to find a good medicine even if he gave all he had. But now, he didn't know what to do.

The relentless wind and rain is still the same. The fire snake that covered the mountain has invaded the whole small mountain. A woman's desperate cry hovered in the wind and rain for a long time.