After Rebirth, I Became a Powerful Minister’s Beloved

Above the river.

Mo Dao collided with the hammer, bursting out a series of sparks.

Even if the talent is as amazing as Xiao Yi, I have to admit that Yu Chi Qinghuan is a very difficult opponent. When he fights, he has no rules and doesn't care about his life. Even if he hurts himself, he will kill a thousand enemies. It's like a wild dog. Number of ways!

On the dragon boat.

Ning Wanzhou whispered: "Yu Chi Qinghuan didn't care about anyone, so she completely spared her life. The new emperor suffers a lot from this kind of talented old man who has accumulated strength in decades."

Shen Yijue was worried about his brother.

Hearing this, he looked up into the sky, stunned: "How could this be?"

The new emperor who once defeated him was actually suppressed by Yu Chi Qinghuan!

This is said to be the hero who has returned from hell, carrying a vengeful rage, like a Shura evil spirit, who recruits viciously and deadly, more cruel and cruel than the new emperor!

The new emperor was injured, cracks spread on the solid armor, and blood faintly appeared.

After a hundred moves.

The Spike hammer weighing two hundred catties slammed into Xiao Yi's chest viciously!

Xiao Yi was like a falling meteor, swiftly falling on top of the ship, smashing through the three-story ship building!

Yu Chiqing huan carried the hammer, her black and white hair fluttered wildly, laughed wildly and domineeringly, and shouted: "Little boy, you are thinking of your wife and children with one heart, you don't even have the courage to die! You! It's not my opponent, it is better to surrender as soon as possible, so as not to burn the natives in the fire!

The ship building collapsed and dust rose.

Xiao Yi opened Phoenix's eyes and looked at the broken blade at hand.

The Jiu Chi Mo knife was broken by a hammer.

He sat up and spit out a mouthful of blood to the ground.

The long eyelashes concealed the phoenix eyes and cast a long and narrow shadow on the face.

He really couldn't spare his life.

The life and death of his little princess is unknown, and his little girl is sad and desperate.

He wants to see Nan Jiaojiao...

He wants to find his little princess himself...

At the bow, Ning Wanzhou said in a deep voice: "The killing embryo who used to be as hard as iron and bloodthirsty would be distracted on the battlefield. It's really not like his style."

Shen Yijue said earnestly: "Women, it's easy to make a hundred-refining steel into a soft finger. Tenderness creates a man's weakness, but it can also become a hard armor."

Ning Wanzhou rubbed the hilt of the narrow knife.

During the two years in northern Xinjiang, the land was barren and sandstorms were raging. Not only did he rely on hatred to support himself, but also rely on the understanding and love of Baozhu to make his way to the present.

How can the tenderness of women not be the armor of men?

He smiled: "Agree."

The rear warship.

Gu Chongshan stood on the bow with his hands in his hands.

He frowned: "Seeing Xiao Daoyan being beaten into that ghost shape, this king feels like this..."

He stretched his eyebrows: "It's very happy."

Xiao Yu glanced at him: "I heard that when you were in the southwest, you and A Yan were old enemies."

"It's an old enemy." Gu Chongshan admitted simply, "It's just that the relationship with you and Yu Chi Qinghuan's old enemies is completely different. Xiao Daoyan and I are old enemies that can cooperate."

Xiao Yu's eyes darkened.

How did Gu Chongshan learn about his relationship with Yuchi Qinghuan?

He coughed weakly with a handkerchief, and asked, "The regent?"

Gu Chongshan: "I followed Xiao Daoyan to the south of the Yangtze River, and lived in Jiangbei for so many days. I did not live in vain. All the actions of Nanjia Jiaojiao are in my eyes. She suspects that you are the piano master back then, and I believe her All guesses.

"Back then, you were defeated by Yu Chi Qinghuan, you lost your beauty, and you lost your dignity. But the Xiao family is so proud, so even if you die, you don't want Queen Shen to know that you are the luthier who was forced to kneel down. ."

Having said the past, Xiao Yu held the hand of the veil and couldn't help but tremble.

He closed his eyes, unspeakable complexity hidden between his brows.

In the past, he was the crown prince of Dayong and a famous young overlord.

He only knelt down to heaven and earth and his parents.

Therefore, in order to maintain the royal family's face and Jiangshan Sheji's style, he must not let Ajan know the humiliation back then, and no one in the world could know.

But this secret was finally revealed after more than 20 years...

Gu Chongshan twirled the beads and looked up again.

Above, Xiao Daoyan and Yu Chi Qinghuan fought again.

The Jiu Chi Mo knife was broken into two pieces, holding a cutting blade in one hand. The sharp blade cut through his palm, and blood leaked from his fingers, staining his cuffs red.

But even so desperately, in front of that abnormal old demon, he was still at a disadvantage. It was only a matter of time before he was killed.

His voice was feminine: "It's worthy of being the hero who dominated Jiangzuo back then. Even if you add me, I'm afraid he is still not his opponent. If anyone is there, he can fight him..."

He glanced at Xiao Yu.

He has heard of Xiao Yu's deeds.

At the age of ten, he can carry a tripod, at the age of twelve, he can defeat seven or eight lieutenants with his bare hands. At the age of fifteen, he enters the military experience. He is invincible on the battlefield and has never lost a war. It is a nightmare for all small countries around him.

Juvenile overlord, worthy of the name.

Xiao Yu knew what he was thinking.

He sternly said: "I don't want the secret of the year to be known."

Gu Chongshan twisted the Buddha beads and didn’t take it seriously: “So, would you rather watch Xiao Daoyan be tortured? If he dies, the north will be defeated. You have bowed your head to Empress Shen for more than 20 years, but now, you are not willing to Does Jiangshan Sheji bow his head?"

Xiao Yu was speechless.

From a high altitude, half of Xiao Yi's body was covered in blood, looking shocking.

Xiao Yu couldn't bear to look again.

In my mind, several children appeared quietly.

Aning, Zizhong, Qingyang...

All good kids.

He wanted to save them, but he couldn't do anything. He had to watch them die one after another in the power struggle. It was Ajaan's fault, but it was also his fault.

Today, does he still have to watch Ayan die in front of him?

Today, can he make up for his fault a little bit?

Gu Chongshan said unhurriedly, "Xiao Daoyan is about to end."

Above the air, the two cutting blades barely blocked the two-hundred-jin hammer, but the blade gradually spreads with small cracks, but in an instant, with a clank, the two blades completely turned into countless silver fragments!

Yu Chi Qinghuan's laughter was as fierce as an evil spirit, roaring towards Xiao Yi!

Xiao Yu suddenly clenched his fists.

Mid-air.

Xiao Yi closed his eyes.

The sound of the wind breaking through the air with a hammer came oncoming, carrying the overwhelming killing intent!

His mind was rushing, thinking about **** Yu Chi Qinghuan, but he heard a cold voice from afar-"Don't touch him!"

Thousands of troops and horses, looking for reputation in the same place.

A narrow flat boat is coming through the waves.

The middle-aged man standing on the flat boat with his hand held in his hands is in white clothes and awe-inspiring, where he looks like a cowardly and faint king who has been taken away from power by a woman for more than 20 years!

Shen Jiang stared at him.

The blood on his cheeks gradually faded, and the hands trapped in his wide sleeves couldn't stop trembling.