Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 750
Shuanglan. "Beat me or marry me."

"Beat me or marry me, you can only choose one."

The night is hazy. A hazy moon is coming out of the transparent cloud like a cicada's wing, shining silver light. Everything looks so quiet and peaceful.
The heroic cherry-haired woman in soft armour, stroked the blood-stained hilt, casually glanced at the prey that had been disemboweled by herself, and said with the corner of her lips.
"Tsk. Hua Mulan. Do you think you can beat me? Huh?"

King Lanling's voice came out through the heavy mask, low, steady and powerful. He seemed to have completely ignored Hua Mulan's provocation, and was just casually playing with the dagger.
Hua Mulan hated people talking to her in this tone the most in her life. She didn't like the feeling of being looked down upon. So she raised her sword and turned to face King Lanling. Just as she was about to stab, the figure gradually disappeared. Into the endless darkness.
In front of Hua Mulan, there were only pieces of withered and yellow leaves left.
"Hey! Gao Changgong! If you have the ability, come out - if you can't beat my sister, you will be invisible. What are you?!"

Hua Mulan looked sullenly at the cloud of air in front of her with one hand on her hip, waiting for the appearance of King Lanling. But no matter how provocative or humiliating Hua Mulan was, King Lanling refused to show up.
"If you can't beat my sister, then marry her obediently—do you hear me, Gao Changgong? If you have the ability, you will come out to my sister! Gao Changgong, do you hear me?"

Hua Mulan slashed at the air in front of her with her sword in a fit of anger, but unexpectedly heard the sound of weapons colliding.
So clear and clear.
She clearly felt the air in front of her fluctuate. She secretly guessed that King Lanling should be nearby, and she grabbed the king's wrist suddenly based on her feeling.
"...let go of me, Mulan."

Now that he was discovered, King Lanling decided not to hide himself. He showed up and wanted to shake off the hand, but how could Hua Mulan let him do it so easily?
"Do you want to defeat sister, or marry sister? You can only choose one—"

King Lanling glanced at Hua Mulan silently, and then unexpectedly took off his mask.
The face under the mask seemed to be carved out by the creator himself, exquisite and delicate - like a perfect work of art. Hua Mulan's slightly puzzled expression was reflected in the dark as ink pupils.
Before Hua Mulan could react, Prince Lanling kissed her lips and used one hand to clasp the back of her head to intensify the kiss.
Hua Mulan was dazed by the kiss, she felt that she was about to lose her breath.
The tips of her ears were red, and she pushed and pushed King Lanling away from her lips with both hands. But how could King Lanling let him go so easily?

King Lanling leaned closer to the earlobe that was as red as coral, and the slightly warm breath sprayed around her ear.
"I want to marry you."

Hua Mulan patted King Lanling on the back gently.
"Then you've lost—you want to warm your sister's bed, did you hear—"

"The winner is king, the loser warms the bed—"

"…it is good."

Not only to warm your bed, but also to devote my whole life to you.
……

Bei Xiang. "Allow me to protect you."

An unremarkable match.
"Hey, Liu Xuande, why are you in the same group as Miss Ben?"

Sun Shangxiang casually glanced at our camp, and looked at Liu Bei who was following her with some distaste.
"You see, Xiang Yu can protect Yu Ji. It's okay to run away faster than Miss Ben, and she is not as strong as Miss Ben when she explodes. What else can you do besides playing wild and stealing dragons? Don't follow Miss Ben, understand?"

Liu Bei's hand holding the gun barrel froze, he stopped in his tracks, and his expression darkened a bit. The fat man on the brim of his hat chirped twice, flapping his short wings and bouncing back and forth between Liu Bei's palms. He kept pecking at his clothes, looking very anxious.
"Good. Fat Chirp. I won't go to Missy anymore. She doesn't want to see me anyway. Let's not bother her."

Although he said so, Liu Bei couldn't help but looked at Sun Shangxiang. He pursed his lips and thought for a while, then stroked Fat Chirp's smooth wings with his hand, and gave it an order.
"Fatty Chirp. You go and follow the eldest lady. If she encounters any danger, you can tell me quickly. Go back and give you delicious food. Do you understand? If you understand, then go."

Fat Jiu flapped his wings and struggled to find his master's young lady.
Sun Shangxiang, who was about to go to the opposite side, saw Fei Jiu flying over, and looked back in confusion, but he didn't see the familiar figure.
"That guy Liu Xuande asked you to come find Miss Ben?"

Didn't see Liu Bei, but saw Fei Jiu, Sun Shangxiang couldn't help but feel a little worried. Hmph...Because she is Miss Ben's teammate, Miss Ben is worried about him... Miss Ben just doesn't want to lose the game. Sun Shangxiang thinks so self-deceivingly.
"Hey, little fat bird. Liu Xuande, did something happen to him?"

Fat Chirp shook his head, and then rubbed Sun Shangxiang's cheek with his fluffy little wings, looking like a small bird. Sun Shangxiang chuckled softly, and let Fat Chirp rest on her shoulder.
"Hey miss - why did you place an order?"

Han Xin, who claims to be the little prince of the wild area, quickly took over the wild monsters that originally belonged to Sun Shangxiang. Sun Shangxiang may not be able to defeat Han Xin in singles, but she did not expect the enemy to surround and raid.
Fei Jiu knew that he should go to Liu Bei now, so he flapped his wings and flew away.
"Hey you little chubby bird! You run away as soon as Miss Ben is in danger? You're an asshole like your master!"

Sun Shangxiang wants to have five consecutive peerless worlds, but it seems impossible now.
Liu Bei, who was playing wild, saw Fei Jiu flying around, and thought that he should lose weight for Fei Jiu. He quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to let Fei Jiu fall, and asked anxiously.
"What happened to Xiangxiang? Has something happened to Xiangxiang? Where is Xiangxiang now?"

Facing Liu Bei's three consecutive questions, Fei Jiu bit Liu Bei's sleeve and chirped twice, pointing to the enemy's wild area with his wings.
Liu Bei understood. He grabbed Fei Jiu and put it on his straw hat, and ran towards it in a hurry. He thought the speed was not fast enough, so he simply used the second skill to move forward.
"Miss, leave this to me! You run quickly!"

Liu Bei grabbed Sun Shangxiang's hand and pushed his bloody young lady to a safe place. Sun Shangxiang staggered back a few steps, watching Liu Bei circling the enemy to buy himself time to escape. His blood bar also It dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Stupid Liu Xuande...! If you dare to kill this lady, try it! Liu Xuande, go away, this lady doesn't need your protection! You go!"

Sun Shangxiang raised the cannon and fired a burst, grabbing Liu Bei's clothes to take him back to the spring.
"Usually it's Missy who protects me, this time, please allow me to protect you."

"Xiangxiang."

Liu Bei pulled up a smile that was uglier than crying, and straightened his back to resist the injury for Sun Shangxiang. He slowly but firmly broke away Sun Shangxiang's hand that was pulling his clothes, and entered the enemy camp without hesitation.
"Miss Ben doesn't care much... bastard Liu Xuande! You give Miss Ben a good life!"

Han Xin killed Liu Bei.
The cold corpse fell in front of Sun Shangxiang. Although he said that he would be fine after soaking in the spring water for a while, Sun Shangxiang still felt heartache and tears gradually blurred his eyes.
"Stupid Liu Xuande... Miss Ben doesn't need your protection..."

"Obviously Miss Ben should protect you... Stupid Liu Xuande..."

……

Yice. "Rebellion."

Darkness, boundless.
Sima Yi tightly closed his eyes, but his eyelids were throbbing.
During the sleepless moments, blurred images began to flood into his mind-the tragic death of his father, and the Jiangjun girl he took in. His tears could not be contained.
That girl from Jiang County named Qiao Ying had burdened too much like him, and had to bear too many things like him. He felt sorry for Qiao Ying, and at the same time wanted to take revenge by using her, so he took in the lonely Qiao Ying. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for this girl to fall in love with the little overlord from Jiangdong.
He would not allow her, who was rescued from him and cultivated by himself, to fall into the hands of others, let alone escape from the control of Sima Yi. The only way was to kill the man she was obsessed with——Sun Ce. So he passed Qiao Ying , arranged a meeting between himself and Sun Ce.
The little overlord galloping in Jiangdong is indeed handsome and handsome, with short dark brown hair that is clean and refreshing, and dark pupils that are as dark as ink splashes. He likes to smile very much, and when he smiles, he will show the standard eight teeth, making people feel like a spring breeze feeling.
"Hello. I am Sun Ce, the Little Overlord of Jiangdong. Zi Bofu."

Sun Ce extended his hand towards Sima Yi in a friendly manner, but Sima Yi did not shake hands with him. Sun Ce had to put down his hand in embarrassment. He automatically attributed all this to unfamiliarity, and then continued.
"I heard from Ying'er that you have something to do with me? May I ask what is your business with me?"

Yinger...?Such an intimate name. Heh.
From such intimate nicknames, Sima Yi could tell that the relationship between Sun Ce and Qiao Ying was no longer as close as usual. He put his right hand behind his back, secretly clenched the sickle in his hand, and still ignored it.
"Well, you are the one who took Ying'er in, right? Sima Yi? I thank you for Yinger..."

Sun Ce heard Qiao Ying tell him that she was adopted by a man named Sima Yi. So it was not surprising that he could call out Sima Yi's name. But as soon as he finished speaking, Sima Yi stabbed the sickle in with an expressionless expression. on his chest.
The tingling pain spread from the wound to the whole body, and Sun Ce's smile suddenly froze on his face. Sun Ce didn't understand why he wanted to kill himself since he had no grudge against this person.
Sun Ce stretched out his hand to press the wound, fresh thick blood trickled down his white fingertips, congealing into a small blood stain.
Sima Yi watched Sun Ce's dying struggle with cold eyes, and the blood-stained sickle blade mercilessly pierced the hand holding the wound, bringing out a trace of flesh and blood.
"...I don't remember anything against you. Why did you kill me? Did I do something wrong?"

Sun Ce tremblingly wanted to straighten up, but it was in vain. He only felt that his breathing was getting heavier and heavier, and the blood in the split wound seemed to be drained.
"Because Qiao Ying likes you, you are going to die."

Sima Yi stepped on Sun Ce's wound with one foot, rolling the upper of his shoe to intensify his pain.
Because I like Yinger...so I'm going to die...?
Before Sun Ce's consciousness completely disappeared, he felt his jaw being pulled by a cold hand. A cold and deep voice rang in his ears.
"When I killed you, I shed a tear."

……

Fruit group. "Leave."

"Youkyo, you have to pay attention to your body."

A strange plague appeared in the canyon recently. People who were infected would have cough, fever and even hemoptysis. Bian Que judged from this phenomenon that the plague was a lung disease. But there is currently no medicine that can cure this disease. Develop new medicines.
Marco Polo played with the gun on his waist and quietly looked at the headlines on the screen of the mobile phone, then turned his head and said to Tachibana Ukyo. Tachibana Ukyo has always been in poor health, and seems to have some genetic disease—after all, it is a matter of personal privacy, Marco Polo did not inquire too much.
"Pneumonia is very serious recently. Remember to wear a mask when you go out. Eat more vegetables."

Tachibana Ukyo pursed his lips tightly into a straight line. He put his hands behind his back calmly and cut a gash between his palms with a knife. Blood can calm people down the most. Tachibana Ukyo never told Marco Polo that he He has lung disease and often coughs up blood. In order not to worry him, Tachibana Ukyo would pretend nothing happened after hemoptysis. Now he wants to cough again, but he is afraid that the strange plague virus will spread from it. Infected Marco Polo.
"Go out and buy me some apples, will you?"

Marco Polo glanced at Tachibana Ukyo, feeling that something was wrong with him today, but he didn't care so much, and went out after putting on his hat. After he walked far away, Tachibana Ukyo breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly spread out the The blood-stained palm. The wound cut by the blade is still bubbling blood, soaking the white wrist red.
"Wu Ming... Do you think I should keep it a secret from him?"

Tachibana Ukyo gently wiped the blood on the knife - he named his knife Wu Ming. He leaned against the cold wall, his facial expression was covered by a few strands of hair that were too long. His face was pale It looked like he had lost too much blood, without any color at all.
"I can't bear him... Lulu Mai sister... and Miyamoto..."

But at this moment, Marco Polo came in with a bag of apples. After seeing Tachibana Ukyo leaning against the wall and looking at his hands with a heavy face, he was stunned. He didn't care about the apples anymore, and threw them on the table casually Just look at Tachibana Ukyo's hands.
"Youkyo? What happened to your hand?"

The wound was not deep, but it was very long. It almost spanned the entire hand, and it was dripping with blood, which made people feel extremely distressed. Regardless of Tachibana Ukyo's objection, Marco Polo found a cotton swab dipped in purple lotion to disinfect the wound for him .
"Polo, if I get sick and die one day, will you be sad?"

Hearing Tachibana Ukyo's slightly sad words, Marco Polo was taken aback. He seemed to know something. But he didn't point it out, just answered his question.
"Of course. But I don't want you to get sick and die."

Marco Polo wrapped Tachibana Ukyo's injured hand with a bandage, and then tied a beautiful bow tie skillfully. After all, Marco Polo was smart. He knew that he had committed suicide after seeing the blood on Tachibana Ukyo's sword. He knew that Tachibana Ukyo could not tell His own, so he didn't ask the bottom line.
"Polo, you'd better not think of me."

Marco Polo stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of Tachibana Ukyo's nose, but there was a little more complicated meaning in his eyes.
"Youkyo..."

"Don't leave me, okay?"

Tachibana Ukyo silently stared at the bandage on his hand, and sighed long.
The cherry blossoms are beautiful, but the flowering period is too short.
Just like the love between two people, it is too short.
"Okay. I won't leave you."

(End of this chapter)