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Chapter 334 Chu (Xiao) Lang (Author), I'll Pick You Up!
He put her in the softest place in his heart and cared for her carefully, but she didn't care at all.

Thinking of Xiao Lian, Feng Junchu's eyes immediately ignited more hatred, he kicked Xue Wanyu away, swung his whip and rode his horse, pointed his long sword directly at the enemy's formation, led the army, and entered the enemy's formation first!

He is really risking his life. If he wins, he will make money. If he loses, he will not lose money even if he kills so many people!

Feng Junchu was bathed in blood, and his snow-white armor was dyed dark red. Relying on a sword, he drove straight in. The more he killed, the more crazy he became, and the more he killed, the more red-eyed he was.

"Stop him! Stop that lunatic!" Feng Wang hid behind the heavy formation, but found that those heavy soldiers were like layers of thin paper, and Feng Junchu's sharp arrow pierced a hole in an instant.

"Kill that madman who wreaked havoc on Nine Continents... Ka... Ka Ka..."

Before Feng Wang finished speaking, his neck was already pierced by a long sword flying across the sky.

Thousands of forbidden soldiers wrapped him heavily in the center, and several people in succession protected each other, but none of them could block the void sword.

A sword in the void, everything is empty.

This legend turned out to be true!

Feng Junchu's sword pierced several people one after another, soaked in blood, and finally pierced Feng Wang's neck, piercing him like a candied haws.

At this time, Feng Junchu, who had no sword in his hand, stood upright in the center of the enemy army, laughing wildly, a little ferocious, a little happy, "The most hated thing in life is to hear people call the lonely king a lunatic!"

Fengguo suddenly lost its king, and it was already a remnant army. For a while, I didn't know how to deal with it.

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly: "Kill this traitor! Kill Feng Junchu! Avenge my king!"

In unison, the spears of the imperial guards pointed directly at Feng Junchu.

Feng Junchu tapped his toes lightly, picked up a spear on the ground, tied a flower, and smiled contentedly: "Come on."

……

In the distance, in the Snow Country camp, Xue Wanyu has gone crazy, seeing Feng Junchu's figure submerged in a black sea, like a small boat sinking in the wind and rain.

"Quick! Save your life! Give it all to Ben to save you!"

But, who will go?how to get to?That was the center of the enemy line, Feng Junchu simply didn't want to live anymore!

At this time, there was a commotion, and someone shouted, "Look! Dragon Lady!"

In the distance, one rider, one man and one horse, broke through the battle formation like a red cloud like lightning, and came straight from behind.

Xiao Lian was wearing a long red cloak, holding a golden dragon thorn high in his right hand. The dragon thorn glowed with a faint divine light, like a bright light among the chaotic army.

"Snow King Feng Jun Chu, the true god is here, the lord of gods and demons, the indisputable ruler of the Nine Continents, the unrivaled supreme of heaven and earth, the soldiers of the Snow Country, I hope those who are loyal to protect the lord will follow me into the battle to save you!"

She didn't care whether anyone was willing to follow her, and she tried her best to compete with the necklace on her neck, making the golden light on the dragon's thorns more radiant, one person and one horse, dragging a long bright red cloak, and rushed into the enemy's formation.

Vertigo, just a dizzying dizziness in front of the horse, and I can't see anything clearly.

Xiao Lian crouched on the horse, holding the dragon thorn, as if bumping in the raging sea, unable to distinguish the north, south, east, and west.

She ordered Eunuch Bai to tie herself tightly to the horse with a leather rope, and just rushed in.

Feng Junchu will die sooner or later, but that is his Chu Lang, as long as she is here, he cannot just watch him being murdered to death.

After all, the dragon thorn is a divine tool, and it is invincible. If it touches mortals, you will either die or be injured. Shouting as hard as possible: "Chu Lang—! Get on the horse—!"

"Chu Lang! I'll pick you up—!"

"Chu Lang—!"

As if she was blind, she wandered around the royal platform, relying on the faint divine light, so that the Feng Nation's Imperial Army couldn't get close.

Suddenly, the horse's back sank behind her, and a bloody smell came through. Someone took the rein from her hand and whispered in her ear, "Let's go!"

It was his voice.

As soon as Xiao Lian relaxed his mind, he collapsed into the blood-soaked arms, and the light of the dragon thorn went out instantly.

The two rode together, relying on a Void Sword that had been pulled from Feng Wang's neck, and broke through with all their strength, facing them, the reinforcements from the Snow Country were breaking through the enemy's formation and coming to meet them.

Leaning in Fengjun Chu's arms, Xiao Lian finally closed his eyes reassuringly when he saw those white clothes and white armor.

……

After the death of Feng Wang, Xue Wang fought in and out of the chaotic army, no one could stop him, and the situation of the battle was immediately reversed.

The army of the Snow Country immediately believed that their king was really a god who came into the world, and with the help of a dragon, they immediately became excited like wild horses and hungry wolves. During the charge and assault, they seemed to be invulnerable and immortal.

The Kingdom of Rain and the Kingdom of Frost did not have the sincerity of a decisive battle. Although they knew that if Feng Junchu was not eliminated at this time, it would be difficult to have a chance in the future, but it was a pity that the fateful person was against the desperate one. After all, they felt that it would not be worthwhile if they lost, so After the two countries negotiated hastily, they called for gold to withdraw their troops and withdrew their troops, leaving only the capital city of Fengguo where the king died, and the place was full of gunpowder and smoke.

Lord Feng Chu led the army and stood at the gate of Fengdu.

Last time, he came out of this door, dragged by Feng Rulie, with countless pursuers behind him.

And this time, they will all kneel at his feet, waiting for him to dictate their fate.

The gate of the city opened slowly, and Fenghou led all the civil and military officials of Fengguo to kneel down at the gate of the city.

Feng Junchu just glanced at it lightly, and then said: "The lonely king is tired, go back to the camp." As he spoke, he turned his horse's head.

"Your Majesty, how should we deal with these people?" asked the accompanying general.

"I've been with the Lonely King for so long, do you still need to ask about such a trivial matter?"

"Yes." The general understood.

"Oh, by the way, members of the royal family, stay here for now."

"Yes."

The general watched his figure walk away, and waved his palm, "Massacre!"

　There is one more at noon

　　
　
(End of this chapter)