Reborn, after dressing up as a vicious female supporting character

"You don't want to save my life? Haha..."

Song Lianhe's laughter seemed particularly abrupt.

She's really had enough of this shit!

"General Yan!"

Song Lianhe suddenly shouted, "It's so boring to let your men die! You are a general of Nanchen, and I am the princess of Dacheng. Our statuses are the most honorable here. Why don't I fight you to the death?"

Xuan Mei's eyes suddenly widened: "What kind of battle is this?! No way!"

Cao Jin also frowned and said: "This is not a decisive battle, it is suicide."

Obviously, Yan Jiayu on the opposite side also thought so. He laughed twice: "Princess Qing, do you think you can delay time and wait for King Qing to rescue you? He can't even protect himself. He can't even gather 10,000 soldiers. If you want to deal with my 50,000 troops, it's just like what you are doing now - hitting a rock with an egg, and you will destroy yourself."

fifty thousand……

Song Lianhe quietly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and smiled contemptuously: "Why do you say so much? Are you afraid? Then just say it openly! Just say you don't dare, you just want to use the lives of these people under your command to save your own life. Since you are so frank, I won't say anything more."

The deputy general's face turned pale, and he stepped forward and scolded: "Stop talking nonsense here! Our General Yan..."

Yan Jiayu raised his hand.

The deputy general retreated with forbearance.

Yan Jiayu raised the corners of his lips slightly, slowly raised his hand and took off the mask...

It was an extremely handsome young face. If the scene was different at this moment, Song Lianhe might have been able to appreciate it carefully. However, she had eaten good pork after all, and was accustomed to Zhou Cangyan's exquisite face. No matter how handsome he was, it would be difficult for her to appreciate him.

She just looked at him calmly, with a hint of provocation in the upturned corners of her mouth, a hint of contempt for him.

Yan Jiayu suddenly jumped off his horse, took off his sword and threw it to the deputy general.

"The rule of the Nanchen Kingdom is that if you are challenged, you must fight back. Otherwise, you will be considered a coward."

Song Lianhe smiled slightly: "Obviously, the general is not a coward."

Xuan Mei stood in front of her and said, "I will fight this battle!"

Cao Jin said solemnly: "No, I'll do it."

Yan Jiayu raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "So, Princess Qing wants to use the lives of her subordinates to save her own life?"

"How could that be?" Song Lianhe still smiled. She walked over and patted Xuan Mei's shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't die easily."

"How could you..."

Xuan Mei was really anxious this time.

"Xuan Mei, this is an order."

"..."

Xuan Mei took a deep breath and said, "I obey your command."

She stepped back with a sullen face.

"Ow—"

Chunhua flew over at an angle and landed on Song Lianhe's shoulder, her eyes extremely sharp.

Song Lianhe slowly came to the middle of the street. Yan Jiayu was already standing there. The look in his eyes when he looked at her was no longer full of contempt, but rather a bit more admiration.

No matter how strong or weak the opponent is, as long as he can stand opposite him, he is worthy of respect.

Especially this woman who actually protected those strangers even though they wanted to kill her just a moment ago.

"Since this is a life-and-death battle, we must abide by the rules."

Yan Jiayu looked around, looked at the people behind her, and then looked at her deputy general: "No one else is allowed to join the battle."

"Whoever falls first loses."

"If you win, I'll let you go."

"A word is settled!"

He raised his eyebrows and said word by word: "It doesn't matter if you live or die."

Song Lianhe's eyes turned dark, "It doesn't matter whether I live or die."

The deputy general immediately ordered his men to surround them and not allow Xuan Mei and others to get close.

Yan Jiayu didn't use any moves, he just swung it with his bare hands, very quickly, and he didn't hold back at all just because she was a weak woman.

Song Lianhe stood there, his heart almost jumping out of his throat.

But she can't be a coward!

This is the only chance she can fight for the people behind her.

How could she be his opponent in terms of martial arts? He could crush her to death with just one little finger!

The only thing she's good at is...

Yan Jiayu’s fist was about to fall on her face. Chunhua flapped her wings and leaned forward to peck him!

Yan Jiayu had anticipated this, and lowered his fist slightly, avoiding Chunhua's face and landing heavily on her chest...

He did not hold back his strength, and this punch caused his liver and gallbladder to shatter.

Song Lianhe gritted her teeth and held his hand tightly.

"princess!"

"elder sister!"

Xuan Mei and A Jun were both anxious. With this punch, not to mention that she didn't know martial arts, even Xuan Mei wouldn't be able to escape unscathed!

"Don't come over here!" Song Lianhe raised his head and looked at the man opposite him, grinning, "General, I accept the defeat."

Yan Jiayu frowned, then lowered his head belatedly and saw the hand holding his. The slender, white and tender fingers were tightly clasping his wrist.

Between her fingers was a silver needle, half of which had already pierced his hand.

Song Lianhe smiled and said, "Don't move, the needle is poisonous, and I'm the only one in the world who can cure it!"

Yan Jiayu looked down at the silver needle in his hand with a hesitant expression.

The deputy general was furious: "You actually used poison?!"

"Did they say you can't use it?"

Song Lianhe was chatting and laughing, but his heart was in turmoil.

Damn!

It hurts so much!

Xuan Mei held her dagger tightly, she understood what Song Lianhe was going to do.

Knowing that she is no match for Yan Jiayu, she is risking her life.

And this is the only chance she has.

Yan Jiayu raised his head slowly, without any indignation in his eyes, but instead a hint of curiosity.

He knew she was not lying. As a martial artist, he naturally sensed the poison beginning to travel through his body's meridians.

"Why should I exchange my life for yours?"

It was the first time that Yan Jiayu encountered such a life-changing fighting style. He did not underestimate the enemy, he just underestimated her.

He thought he understood the rich and powerful, and that they always cherished their lives. He was impressed by the fact that Song Lianhe had persisted until now for the sake of these people. Unexpectedly, he still underestimated her.

Song Lianhe began to sweat on her forehead, her face turned pale, and her lips were trembling. "Why?" She shook her head: "I don't know... Maybe I'm stupid."

Dying again and again is really a painful experience, but she is still not afraid of death!

If that’s not stupid, then what is?

She raised her head with difficulty to look at the man opposite her. Seeing the blood at the corner of his mouth and his black lips, she felt happy.

"General Yan, do you admit defeat?"

Yan Jiayu raised his hand to wipe the blood from his lips, then looked down at the fresh medicine without any hesitation: "I lost."

"Tell them to back off!"

Yan Jiayu immediately ordered everyone to retreat and not to harm the people of Si Shui City anymore.

The deputy general was furious, "Where's the antidote? Antidote!"

Song Lianhe breathed a sigh of relief, and all his strength disappeared at this moment.

She narrowed her eyes, the smile on her lips seemed a little stiff, and her eyes began to unfocus.

"The antidote... If I don't die, I'll give it to you... ok?"

She laughed wantonly, no longer able to hear the people on the other side cursing her, and fell backwards...

She was in so much pain, her ribs were broken, and her internal organs must be bleeding. In this situation, even if she went to the emergency room immediately, she might not be able to be saved.

But Song Lianhe still cares about her reputation. No matter how much pain she suffers, she won't cry in front of her enemies!

She is not unfamiliar with death. The process is actually very short, so short that you don’t even have time to get rid of the regrets of missing you...

Suddenly, a pair of hands supported her, and then she fell into a hard embrace.

The rusty and bloody smell penetrated into her nostrils, like an injection, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the man's handsome and evil face, as well as his anxious and nervous eyes, she was in a trance for a moment, and murmured: "Fortunately, this time, you didn't fall in love..."