The emperor's favorite gentleman is enchanting

Chapter 247 Where Does The Confidence Come From (3)
roundabout!Only detour!
The army surrounded the human wall, spun around, did not advance but did not retreat, only densely packed knives and guns pierced frequently.

The woman spat out a mouthful of snow water, but it was also red.

Nima, the old lady's eyes are dizzy.

With her eyes fixed, Rong Qiannian suddenly counterattacked, her hands formed into claws, attacked, intercepted the white arrow, turned around, and plunged into the soldier's chest, blood splashed all over her face.

For a moment, just for a moment, she killed a hole in the human wall. She was drenched in blood, standing upright under the shadow of swords and swords, breathing deeply.

During the screaming and fighting, Xiao Yan suddenly shouted: "She is no longer physically strong, besiege!"

"I want my old lady's life." Five fingers formed claws and pierced the chests of two soldiers. She wiped the blood from her face and said coldly, "In the next life."

Immediately, the army formed a wall again, and the sword shadow pierced in.

Rong Qiannian dodged, her footsteps were heavy and a little unsteady.

If it wasn't ten thousand, there would be eight thousand. She was finally tired.

Xiao Yan laughed loudly: "Rong Qiannian, today, I want you to be buried among these hundreds of thousands of bones."

Rong Qiannian kicked and broke the man's throat.

"My old lady will let your [-] ashes be wiped out first."

After saying that, I saw the woman's red skirt flying, her feet stood on top of each other's heads, and amidst the sound of bones breaking, she heard a sneer from the woman, and raised her blood-stained fingertips into the air, and then there was a gleam of fire in her palms.

hum...

In an instant, the fire exploded.

"what!"

The screams were terrifying, and the flames spread across the sky, igniting flesh and blood one by one.

"what!"

"It's phosphorous powder!"

"Ah...ah!"

"..."

"Haha." Amidst the horrific screams, the woman chuckled cheerfully, "It's phosphorous powder. Last night, the [-] Turkic army, I only sprinkled a handful."

Standing on the pile of bones, she smiled and watched the flames filling the sky, fainting circle after circle, and a red flower bloomed, surrounding the man's heart-piercing shouts.

What a spectacle!

After looking at the corpse for a while, she tiptoed on the corpse, jumped out of the blazing human wall, and slowly landed in front of Xiao Yan. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Crippled, it's your turn."

Xiao Yan took three steps back, the wind blew across his face, stinging, blood was still gurgling on the side of his face, his eyes were like blood, he sneered: "You are at the end of your physical strength, I am afraid that Huangquan Road will require you to walk ahead of me .”

He drew his sword and pointed it at Rong Qiannian's heart.

Rong Qiannian snorted, "It's enough to kill a cripple."

Immediately, with a twist of his fingertips, the blood-soaked silver needle pointed at Xiao Yan's chest, tiptoed, and pounced forward without any hesitation.

Holding the sword, he was shocked.

His sword, her needle, who will win?Who is faster?
This woman is killing people with her life, she is the only one who dares to.

The wind was strong, and the woman's ink hair was messy.

Xiao Yan stared suddenly, instead of retreating, he advanced instead.

Suddenly, the woman turned her fingertips and let go, and the needle aimed at Xiao Yan's chest pierced hard into his wrist.

boom!
The sword fell and pierced into the snow, Xiao Yan raised his head, and in his eyes, the woman pursed her lips and smiled, her plain hands formed claws, pressing straight to Xiao Yan's throat.

Oh, Xiao Yan closed her eyes for this cunning woman.

This time, he will definitely die.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed the woman's blood-stained fingertips.

That hand is beautiful, light white, clear, like medieval jade.

Yiyao...

Rong Qiannian suddenly raised her eyes, and reflected in the man's pale blue eyes, the shadows were lingering, and the epiphyllum bloomed tenderly between her brows.

His man, dressed in black, walked through thousands of rivers and mountains, and walked into her snowstorm.

"You're here." She pulled her lips and smiled, brightening up that bloody face.

"Eleven." Xiao Chen brushed the blood on her face, and he asked, "Killing people and setting them on fire, how can I help you?"

He clung to the woman's hand, turned his palm, and his white fingertips pierced into Xiao Shan's chest.

"what!"

After a scream, Xiao Yan clutched his chest, where the ferocious blood spouted red sticky.

"Ah...ah!"

After waves of high-pitched yells, Rong Qiannian heard ringing in her ears, and roared: "You are called a soul." Turning around, she grabbed Xiao Shan's hand, and the light-white fingertips were full of blood, and she frowned. , Rong Qiannian took Xiao Shan's hand and rubbed it on her body again and again, but she rubbed more and more, she pouted dissatisfiedly, "Your hands are all dirty."

She thought that her man's beautiful hands should be hidden under the quilt. She covered them and no one would show them.

It's all dirty now, Rong Qiannian is so distressed.

"Fool." Xiao Chen tightly covered her hand, it was icy cold, he leaned over, kissed his fingertips, the corners of his lips were slightly stained with blood, the red was enchanting, "I am your man."

How can I let your hands be stained with blood, how can I leave you alone, how can I let you alone bear the flames of defeating the enemy and seizing the country.

Pushing away the blood-stained hair on her forehead, her face was blurred by the mud, but he was fascinated by it: "It's my fault, I'm late."

She shook her head, too tired to smile.

"Hahaha……"

Rong Qiannian leaned against Xiao Chen weakly, lazily turning her eyes to look at the twitching man on the ground.

Crippled, crazy?

"It's a pity...almost...almost." With one word, he spat out a mouthful of blood, he gritted his teeth, his eyes resembled the hideous opening in his chest, the blood was terribly red, blood that couldn't be swallowed oozed out from the corner of his lips , accompanied by each word, "Almost, Huangquan Road can let her accompany you."

After speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it three feet away.

Rong Qiannian pulled Xiao Chen back a few steps, frowned, disgusted: "Sir, he is really annoying."

more than hate...

The blue pupils suddenly sank, soaked in the cold of the wind and snow, it was so cold to the bone.

"The [-] Turkic army is the funeral that this king sent you." Looking coldly at the panting man on the ground, Xiao Shan lightly opened his thin lips, full of aura, "You hurt her a bit."

The person in his heart, his ribs, his life, at every turn...

"Damn it!" Xiao Chen said.

As the words fell, the black robe was raised, and all his internal strength and murderous aura were fused into his slightly blood-stained palms.

falling heavily...

boom!
The flesh and blood exploded, blurring the surrounding white snow several feet away.

He only made one move, calling the man who used to be Fengqing East Palace to die without a whole body.

He turned his eyes, and saw that the woman in his arms was trembling slightly, clutching her skirt with all his strength, the corners of his lips were tightly closed, and a trace of blood appeared.

He raised his hand, and the murderous palm trembled a little, brushing against her face, his eyes flustered, his voice was so soft that it seemed to be scattered in the wind, he asked: "Eleven, but I'm too ruthless? Are you afraid of me? "

(End of this chapter)