Rebirth: The little puppet emperor, tearing apart the regent with his own hands

Yu Wenzhang shook his groggy head and tried to stay awake, but unfortunately, it was of no use this time.

A double image appeared in front of Yu Wenzhang's eyes. The assassin in front of him now had several clones in his eyes.

At this time, Yu Wenzhang's body was covered with wounds, and his clothes had been soaked with blood.

His long hair was neatly tied up at all times, and the hair tie was cut off at some point. His black hair was messy and scattered behind him, and it was long and hung down to his waist.

Su Qing saw that a lot of hair had been dyed with blood and was stuck to Yu Wenwen's body.

Su Qing had never seen Yu Wenwen in such an embarrassing state. In his memory, Yu Wenwen always seemed to be powerful, elegant and calm.

Su Qing found that Yu Wenzhang seemed to pay special attention to his appearance and kept it very neat at all times, so even on the battlefield before, he had never been in such a mess.

But at this moment, Yu Wenwen was standing in front of him in such a state of embarrassment. Only then did Su Qing realize that even someone as strong as Yu Wenwen could be defeated.

Su Qing thought while slowly raising the sword in his hand...

Yu Wenzhang has reached the limit at this moment. It is now very difficult for him to even stand up. As a last resort, he had to support his hands on the hilt of the sword to maintain his standing posture.

Yu Wenwen stared at the assassin leader coldly. His whole body was tense, like a cheetah that was already terminally ill but ready to attack. At this moment, Yu Wenwen could only make one more move.

If this blow fails to hit, both he and His Majesty will die here today.

The assassin leader also stared at Yu Wenzhang coldly. Everything that happened suddenly told him that as long as Yu Wenwen didn't fall down, he couldn't let down his guard against this man.

Yu Wenwen was a being who could kill him even if he stepped into the Palace of Hell.

He licked the corners of his chapped lips and looked at Yu Wenwen from top to bottom. As long as Yu Wenwen showed a flaw, he could kill him with a fatal blow.

He firmly believed that he was the winner of the night.

At this time, Yu Wenzhang's figure suddenly swayed, and the assassin leader knew that his opportunity had come.

He stepped forward without hesitation, and slashed at Yu Wenwen's head with his long knife. His eyes flashed with excitement, and he thought: He won...

Just when his knife was about to touch Yu Wenwen's neck, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.

The assassin leader looked down blankly and saw a long arrow emerging from his chest.

Warm blood spurted out in the direction of the arrow and splashed on the face of Yu Wenwen, who was not far away from him.

Yu Wenwen was sprayed with blood, but he was not angry at all. He even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile.

Zhang Liu's voice sounded outside the camp: "People inside, listen! Put down your weapons and surrender, I will spare your life, general! Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"

Yu Wenwen thought: It’s finally here, and he wins this time...

Just as he finished thinking these words, he felt a sharp pain in his chest!

Yu Wenzhang looked at his chest blankly and saw the tip of a long sword exposed.

At this time, Zhang Liu led the soldiers to rush in. The torches held by the soldiers instantly illuminated the dark camp and everything in the camp.

Zhang Liu, who happened to see Su Qing thrust the long sword into Yu Wenwen's chest, couldn't help but shouted: "Sir!!!"

The long sword suddenly stabbed his chest from behind, then penetrated through his body and stabbed out from his chest. Warm blood slowly flowed down from the tip of the sword. This was his blood... …

He recognized this long sword. He picked it up on his toes not long ago and gave it to His Majesty.

His Majesty……

Yu Wenwen closed his eyes involuntarily, and the long sword on his chest suddenly retracted. Yu Wenwen's body twitched suddenly as the sword was withdrawn.

Yu Wenzhang's body staggered, and he slowly turned around with his long sword in his hand and looked at the person behind him.

I saw Su Qing slowly retracting his sword and standing there quietly watching him.

Yu Wenzhang watched Su Qing open his mouth, but suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Yu Wenwen wiped the corner of his mouth blankly and looked around. He saw that the swords scattered on the ground were all shining with a strange light under the light of the torch. He thought: The weapons of these assassins are poisonous... …

He looked at his Majesty again, and saw that His Majesty, who had been looking at him with crystal clear eyes before, now had cold eyes, and a blazing fire seemed to be burning deep in his eyes...

"Why..." Yu Wenzhang murmured.

Every time he spoke a word, a stream of black blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. With his miserable appearance at the moment, he looked a little pitiful.

When Su Qing heard Yu Wenzhang's question, he thought expressionlessly: How do you want me to answer you?

You mean you killed me more than twenty times? Or did you insult me ​​in the cave? Or force me to have children and marry my only sister to the Eastern Wei Dynasty?

Do you mean you cut off my limbs? Or take me to northern Xinjiang and trap me with you regardless of my will? Or are you trying to scare me into breaking off my fingers?

Also, this time I was captured by the Huns and suffered so much humiliation that I was worse than dead. Although I know it was not your wish, wasn’t it also partly your fault?

Each one of these things made Su Qing extremely painful.

But he opened his mouth, but in the end nothing came out.

He only said one thing to Yu Wenzhang, he said: "Because I hate you..."

This sentence alone was enough. Although Yu Wenzhang hurt Su Qing the most, he also saved Su Qing after all.

The twists and turns of right and wrong, grievances and hatreds are just like human relationships. These invisible and intangible things cannot be easily compared.

But Su Qing hated him so much that she wanted to kill him. This sentence was enough.

In a daze, Yu Wenzhang seemed to see the appearance of the late emperor in Su Qing.

Yu Wenwen was startled for a moment, then he slowly closed his eyes and said "hmm" very softly.

Maybe it was because he was about to die, but his expression and voice could even be called "gentle".

"Your father and I..." Yu Wenzhang started, wanting to say something, but suddenly got stuck.

That’s it, that’s it, Yu Wenwen thought.

All the strength in his body was lost at this moment. Without support, Yu Wenwen suddenly fell back...

Seeing that Yu Wenzhang was about to fall to the ground, a pair of hands stretched out from behind him in time.

Zhang Liu rushed behind Yu Wenzhang, and before he fell to the ground, he reached out and hugged him in time...