Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 658 People are panicking, Song Chengze is dead? (4)
"Kill them!" Listening to the affectionate conversation between the two brothers and sisters, and thinking of the people who died in their own village, the assassins were even more irritated. Assembled, they used all their brute force to chop off at Song Chuxi and the two of them.

The three soldiers closest to them rushed forward to stop them, but they were cut down in a pool of blood by the angry Nanban assassins.

The four steel knives fell from the air in unison, Song Chuxi didn't care about his ambition to kill and not to be humiliated, he pulled Song Chengze's sleeve and ran away, never thought that Song Chengze would get rid of her hand, flip his wrist, Just tore that half of the sleeve.

Song Chuxi staggered and looked back hastily, only to see Song Chengze also turned around and ran towards her from behind, only when he turned around just now, his movements were a little slow and seemed hasty, and there were a few bright handles behind him. The steel knife fell, and his figure changed deliberately again, but it was not to avoid, but to completely block Song Chuxi with his own body.

The chaotic knives landed on his shoulders and back, and the blue veins on his forehead were clearly exposed. Only at this moment, when he was facing Song Chuxi alone, the corners of his lips rippled inappropriately. smile.

At the critical moment, he used his body to block Song Chuxi's knife?

In fact, there is no need for this at all, and this??????

It was another scene he had planned with great deliberation, using his body as bait.

Song Chuxi frowned.

Seeing her expression like this, Song Chengze was obviously proud and happy. His voice was very low, as if his brother and sister were really whispering something, with a tender tone that could almost be said to be deep-rooted: "I I won???t save Yin Shu for you. I???m dead, and Yin Shu can???t be saved. Chu Xi, I know you are scheming. Since you dared to come this time, you must have planned to go to the emperor in the future. If so, Yin Shu's death should have been out of your plan in advance, right? When the emperor investigates, I hope you can make it through."

Yin Shu died near the Song Family Army's garrison. In order not to make the emperor angry, Song Chuxi would not dare to say that it was Song Chengze who killed him, and even if she put the blame on Nanman??????

Song Jiajun and her are still responsible for their lack of protection.

Maybe the emperor didn't want to pursue it, otherwise, she would order Yin Shu to take his life in all likelihood.

Of course, what the emperor is waiting for is the opportunity to completely eradicate the Song family. As long as Yin Shu has something to do, he will definitely exaggerate and magnify the matter infinitely, and criminalize the entire Song family in one fell swoop.

This is the purpose of Song Chengze's voodoo for Yin Shu. From the moment he started to embrace death, he has spared no effort and used all means to calculate how to make Song Chuxi as miserable as possible.

Song Chuxi met his eyes. At this moment, she felt very complicated in her heart. She couldn't find the right words to describe this person at all.

What Song Chengze did, although extremely despicable, but for a person who gave up his life as a stepping stone??????

Apart from admiring the other party's courage, she seemed to have nothing to say.

Those Nanban assassins probably didn't expect that they would actually succeed in this way, and after a short moment of stupefaction, they swung their knives again and slashed again.

Song Chuxi pursed her lips tightly and looked at Song Chengze in front of her, without saying a word.

The wound on Song Chengze's shoulder was as deep as the bones, and the blood seeped out from under the soft armor, and he didn't care about it dripping on the ground. He just focused on the eyes of the girl in front of him, Gujing Wubo, and said with a miserable smile: "Brother gave up his life to block the knife for you today, and it shouldn't be too much of a grievance to ask you to pay the bill for the sins I have done for me."

In the eyes of those southern barbarians, it was their brother and sister who were deeply in love. First, Song Chuxi went deep into the tiger's den and snatched Song Chengze out forcibly. Later, Song Chengze used his life to protect her from the deadly move.With the connection of these two incidents, it is impossible for the massacre of the Nanman tribe to be just Song Chengze's personal behavior. Song Chuxi is his accomplice and is in the same group as him.

It created an opportunity for the emperor to attack her, and at the same time made the southern barbarians completely hate her. Throwing this pair of small shoes by Song Chengze really blocked all the roads in front of and behind Song Chuxi.

The sharp blade on the top of his head was covered again, Song Chengze's eyes turned cold, and he turned around suddenly with a full of hostility, only holding the back of the steel knife firmly with his bare hands.

The assassin's movement was blocked, and he tried to use his strength again, but he didn't press the blade down. Instead, he was rushed by Song Chengze's internal force, and he pushed the man with his bare hands, forcing him to retreat steadily, and retreated for two consecutive times. It was three zhang away, and because his strike was too swift and violent, the surrounding soldiers had no choice but to dodge.

"Kill him!" several assassins yelled and rushed over.

Song Chuxi was thinking about Yin Shu in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to chase after him. At this moment, the Southern barbarian team in the forest had already chased him out, with a strong lineup, and quickly outflanked him.

"Miss Four!" Wei Lin growled, and quickly dragged her back.

Song Chuxi didn't force it, seeing a large number of Nanman soldiers pouring out from the depths of the dense forest like a tide, but Song Chengze and those assassins had been surrounded in an airtight manner in a short time.

It was five days after the news of Song Chengze's death came back to the capital. Song Chuxi's report said that he had been plotted against by the southern barbarians and died on the battlefield.

In an unpretentious but solemn mansion, the atmosphere has been depressed for three whole days. The master is in a bad mood, and all the servants are panicked. They also try their best to be careful when walking and walking, not daring to vent their anger.

"Hey! Master, you need to eat something. It's been three days. How can your body be able to take it any longer?" An old voice in the room tried to persuade him.

"Go out." Another female voice sounded tiredly.

"No matter what, you have to take care of your body???" the old voice said again.

"Get out! Didn't you hear me when I told you to get out?" There was a bang in the room, the sound of the porcelain bowl being smashed on the wall, and at the same time a woman's furious scream broke out, "Why do you cherish? What is there to cherish, no more, I have nothing now, what are you doing with this body and this life? Haha!"

The woman seemed to be crying again as she spoke, but in the end she laughed out loud with a distorted voice, "Thanks to me, I thought I had figured out all the tricks, and I thought I was careful every step of the way. I gave up everything, but In the end, the first half of the calculation, but all he did was a useless effort. Did he die like this? No news in advance, and no words? Just say nothing and be gone? Not even let me see a piece of bone? "

(End of this chapter)