Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 533

It is not surprising to meet Wuwei Khan in this place. It is not surprising that he sits in a position that only a king can sit on. What surprised Xiyan the most was his clothes, which only an emperor with colored glaze could wear. The bright yellow dragon robe, the tortoise shell on the head, is carved with a flying golden dragon, and on the mouth of the golden dragon is a shining pearl.

"How about it?"

Wu Weihan suddenly stood up on the dragon chair in a hurry, the bright yellow color, and the golden gold, under the refraction of the sun, reflected a dazzling golden light.

He swayed a few times around Xiyan and the others, and then sat back on the dragon chair.

"Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like a prince."

There is a huge gap between imagination and reality. Since Xiaobai was injured three years ago, every time she thinks of Wu Weihan, she always wants to cut him into pieces. She always thinks that when she sees him, she will definitely rush to him , took out the dagger, cut off his meat piece by piece and fed it to the dogs, but she would not let him die, she would let him see with his own eyes how she completely destroyed the Huns he worked so hard for, and gave his most cherished Huns destroyed, she has done.

But now, she was extremely calm, unprecedentedly calm, the boulder that had been suppressing her breathing seemed to be light all of a sudden, so light that she, who had been under heavy pressure all the time, thought that the boulder had left.

happy?That was natural, but it seemed a little less excited.

All the grievances and grievances can finally be settled. Looking at Wu Weihan sitting on the dragon chair, he seems to have seen a beautiful and comfortable future waving towards him.

"Mo Xiyan, it's really interesting."

He looked at Mo Xiyan, his eyes were more serious than ever, and they fell directly on Xiyan, like probing and admiring.

"Is our wife's name something you can call?"

Qi Su's dissatisfied voice.

"Death is imminent, and delaying time is useless."

Xiao Jian hinted at ridicule.

"You should have died a long time ago, take your life."

Mo Qing's hand had already reached to the flying knife stuck in his waist, several people wanted to rush up together, but they were stopped by Xi Yan who was standing in front.

"I will do it myself."

She had already pre-determined his life.

After Xiyan finished speaking, she squinted at Xia Yebai: "Xiaobai's enmity, of course I have to solve it myself."

The plain white clothes were flying in the air, and in the blink of an eye, Xi Yan had already walked to Xia Yebai's side, and took out the soft sword he was wearing from his body.

"Wu Wei Khan, you can't escape."

Wu Weihan looked at Xiyan, and his eagle-like eyes seemed to have passed through her. Across the door, with blue sky, white clouds, and grassy streams, he seemed to see the eagle soaring above the nine heavens, guarding the Huns all the time. .

"I knew that there would be such a day."

Wu Weihan closed his eyes, and couldn't help but recall the scene of the day when the Dingcheng was burned. The endless fires dyed the night sky of the entire Dingcheng orange, and the surrounding soldiers fell one by one. , that piece of clean loess suddenly turned into a rosy red blood color, corpses everywhere, arms, arms, heads, completely separated, the air was completely smelling of blood, and every face was also full of blood. Blood, those eyes, full of nostalgia.

They are so young, they don't want to die, they all want to live on, it's him who pushed them to the point of no return, but he doesn't regret it, just like what he said with his father, queen and queen before, if there is another choice Given the chance, he'd still do it.

If there is really anything that makes him regret it, there is only one thing, and that is that Xia Yebai and Xiyan were not killed at the beginning. If they had died, everything would be different today.

Those who achieve great things don't hesitate to tip, but in the end, after paying such a big price, he gets nothing, and this is what annoys him the most.

Wu Weihan leaned back on the golden carved dragon chair, put his hands on both sides, tapped his fingers one by one, opened his eyes, and watched Xiyan approaching him step by step.

The sword is cold and soft, with a light wave of the hand, it is as flexible as a snake, reflecting a piercing icy light, like a soul chain held by Black and White Wuchang.

A few feet away, it already made people shudder. That face was white and elegant, clean of dust, but when he looked at himself, it was like a frozen lake without any tenderness.

Naturally good skin, intelligent and wise mind, especially that calm and confident, this is a strong woman, because of this, it is more attractive, like a shining star in the sky, who can resist it?
Xia Mingxu couldn't do it, Xia Mingxu was obsessed, and he felt sorry, no wonder Xia Mingxu said that that person was the luckiest of all their brothers, even he was very envious.

Xiyan approached step by step, her eagle-like eyes were yearning and anticipation, and the depths of her eyes were filled with indescribable despair. He was leaning on the dragon chair, on the grassland, and the things here made him reluctant to give up. That is the nostalgia deep in the soul.

The chest was overwhelmed, like the Sim River flooded by melting ice water in spring, rushing and tumbling, the chest began to hurt a little, at first it was just a little, like being stung by a bee, and then, the pain Spread, all over the body, every place, can't wait to be relieved.

Xi Yan's eyes fixed on Wu Weihan, watching the wheat-colored face start to turn bright red, and then the bright red color was like a red cloud in the sky, gradually dissipating with the wind, and finally turned into The paleness of the snow.

"Cough cough."

His thick eyebrows were wrinkled, Wu Weihan bit his lips tightly, put his right hand on his chest, and coughed violently twice. On the steps covered by the red carpet, there was a pool of black and red blood, and at the corner of his mouth, the blood , was spreading little by little, passed the chin, and landed on the bright yellow dragon robe. In an instant, the face lined with it became paler and paler.

"Yan Yan."

"lady."

Seeing Wu Weihan vomit blood, several people rushed to her nervously. Xiyan stopped, waved her hands, and smiled at everyone, indicating that she was fine.

Wu Weihan's brows gradually relaxed, looking at Xiyan and the others who were only a few steps away, he stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and chuckled softly.

"A man on the grassland is a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I, Wuwei Khan, am the prince of the Huns. I was born as a Hun. Even if I die, I will die on my own land. Concubine Gong is a person who keeps her promises. You will definitely not embarrass me, the Huns."

Just as Wu Weihan finished speaking, he coughed violently again, the blood was entangled and stuck together, and when he raised his head again, he collapsed powerlessly on the chair, letting the blood flood and laughing loudly.

Xiyan clenched the sword in her hand, swung Xia Yebai and the others away, and rushed to Wuwei Khan in three steps at a time.

(End of this chapter)