Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 756
finally.

The black soil was picked apart by the long sword.

The jade pendant was buried in the ground next to the tombstone, covering up all the old things together.

Before Cen Zhou left, he kowtowed to them three times and called his father and mother the only time in his life.

He resolutely entered the palace with his sword in hand, and asked Ying to fight.

Emperor Liang asked Cen Zhou a question.

"What are you going to do?"

"For my minister, take Youzhou for the world. For myself, bring back my wife!"

Emperor Liang asked back: "Three worships and nine kowtows have not been completed, how can Zhao Yi be your wife?"

"One day, one life."

"I hope you won't regret it."

On the way out of the palace, Cen Zhou met a man.

Qiu Tingzhu lowered his eyes and said gently, "I wish you peace."

He said, "You don't have to."

Qiu Tingzhu smiled: "I wanted to say thank you to you three years ago, but unfortunately you had already left by then."

When she smiled, she looked very similar to Su Qing'an.

But Cen Zhou never regarded her as Su Qing'an.

The woman is full of blessings: "The little girl is not talented, and she has not been favored by the general. Since then, I will say goodbye, and I don't need to see each other again."

"Thank you, General, for saving your life. The little girl will be grateful for the rest of her life."

If there must be someone who can't ask for it, it must be her, because she can't bear to part with the one she loves, and she can't sleep day and night.

For this wishful thinking, she will give it to the girl on his behalf.

Later, this one-month-long but sensational battle, the single-handed major general and the burning of the enemy's princess, the legendary and heroic story, was talked about by everyone and became an important stroke in the history of Daliang.

That day, the fire in Youzhou burned half the sky red.

Soar into the sky!

It's a big gamble.

"The granary is on fire!"

"Quickly put out the fire!"

"water!!"

There was chaos in Youzhou. Some people shouted hoarsely, and some even knelt on the ground, watching all the stored grains being wiped out, crying loudly.

Food is the basis of war. The soldiers and horses of Liang Liang are strong and they surround Youzhou. They can't survive, and they will die.

Su Qing'an came from the flames, her wedding dress was dripping with blood, and the road was covered with dark bloodstains.

Wounded with evil thoughts all over his body, he looked like a Bodhisattva hanging his head on a high platform in a trance.

"Su Qing'an! I'll kill you!"

Su Ziheng's roar echoed in the sky, his eyes cracked.

The wind messed up Princess Zhaoyi's long hair. She opened her arms and faced all the soldiers of Youzhou.

"The 30 Liang troops outside the city are approaching the city. Your food and grass have been cut off, and there are no more reinforcements. You will surely die within seven days!"

"Follow me, I will protect your lives, and there are wives and children waiting for you to go home. Surrender or not?!"

Su Ziheng had only 5 private soldiers, and the remaining [-] were all Youzhou soldiers who were born and bred in Youzhou. They obeyed the command of Youzhou commander and had little relationship with Su Ziheng.

The flames reflected on everyone's faces, struggling, the coach of Youzhou took a deep breath, knelt down on the ground first, and shouted.

When one person falls, ten thousand people fall.

"Princess Zhaoyi, thousands of years old——!"

"Princess Zhaoyi, thousands of years old——!"

"Prince." Su Qing'an calmly said to Su Ziheng in a voice that shook the world, "The situation is over."

From reporting Su Ziheng on the thirteenth to being arrested at the wedding, from the prince's rebellion to burning the granary in Youzhou, he not only won the bet with Cen Zhou, but also gained fame.

She knew Su Ziheng's character well. She had inquired about the various contacts of Prime Minister Zhang before he was alive. She could draw the map of Youzhou with her eyes closed. She knew she would die, and she was fearless.

Boundless strategies and crazy bets coexist, and everything in the world requires risk.

But for the honor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, Huangtu dominates the industry!
"Su Qing'an." Su Ziheng took a step back, looked at the Youzhou soldiers who were kneeling on the ground in darkness, and looked at the figure in front of him. His whole body was cold, and even his bones were so cold that they were trembling. It wasn't until this moment that he really understood. Facing the three words Su Qing'an, what does it represent?

A female stream.

How about women?In troubled times, heroes compete for the throne!

Su Ziheng's voice was hoarse, and his face showed a look of madness: "Don't forget, there are still soldiers! Even if I die, I will drag you to be buried with me!"

The two armies confront each other, and the cold night is long.

In a dark place where no one sees, a cold arrow is quietly set up, the tip of the arrow will drink human blood and eat human flesh, and it will penetrate the heart at any time.

"Go to hell!" Su Mo, who was supposed to be in the grassland, smiled coquettishly, stood on the city wall, took a bow, and shot an arrow, aiming at Su Qing'an.

tore the air.

The wind howled.

What happened to Su Mohuan was beyond everyone's expectation.

Too fast, too fast, Su Qing'an couldn't escape.

In the nick of time--

A figure in the distance came galloping on a horse in the night, and the horse's hooves smashed through thousands of bones, going forward without hesitation!

The outlines are blurred and thrilling.

And so familiar again.

He held the iron arrow that was only three inches away from Su Qing'an's heart with his bare hands, blood seeped from between his fingers, and broke the arrow abruptly!

A single-handed horse is better than a thousand troops.

"Princess."

Cen Zhou's voice was cold: "I'll save you."

He said, I will save you.

Karma entangled, again.

Su Qing'an stared at the figure standing in front of her in a daze. He was wearing a wedding dress, with a straight back, a stunning red dress, and flamboyant sleeves. Whose husband is he?Together to cover the bloody storm.

It's Cen Zhou.

His heart throbbed for a moment, but his blood was still boiling for him.

The long-lost memory is coming with an overwhelming force!

In this battlefield of thousands of miles of yellow sand, through him, she saw the last night before her death in her previous life.

The heavy rain poured down that night, which was very similar to tonight, but it had a completely different ending.

The palace walls imprisoned everyone.

Su Qing'an was surrounded by herself, and it was a dead end.

The faces of those people were real and clear, and they aimed arrows at her. Su Qingan closed her eyes, ready to die.

Never thought about it.

There will be a person who will fall from the sky!

The young swordsman rushed into the palace on a horse, and the three-foot green spear broke through the encirclement!

Blood was dripping from the blade of the sword, and his whole body was covered with wounds. He walked up to her step by step, and stretched out his hand to her silently.

"Are you stupid?" Su Qing'an didn't expect him to come back. She seemed to be in a daze for a long time at that time, angrily saying, "I let you go, why are you coming back! So eager to be buried for me?"

He is always like this, standing in the dark, silent and seldom speaking, holding a sword for a day, his back is always straight, as if he doesn't care about anything, and nothing is worth his stay.

Su Qing'an often laughed, saying that he was just a piece of wood.

So Su Qing'an never thought that she would get Cen Zhou's answer.

He said, "I'll save you."

It's not that I love you, it's that I save you. Words have nothing to do with love, but it's better than wind and moon.

So he really came to save her, at the cost of his own life.

No matter how skillful the sword is, he can't break through the shackles of the imperial palace and thousands of troops.

In fact, he could go alone, but unfortunately he brought an oil bottle, so they couldn't go.

When he came, he only brought a sword, and now he used this sword to kill one after another who dared to get close to her. Later, Su Qing'an's impression of him was that he was covered in blood.

(End of this chapter)