A single tree becomes a banyan

Di Xin held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and raised it high above his head. Under the sun, his expression was extremely sad and indignant—the remnants of the previous dynasty had been killed in the palace, and Di Xin could not take advantage of them. Also his.

Su Rong stared at the sword, pursed her lips tightly, and silently shifted her focus back without asking for mercy.

"clang--"

Di Xin's sword fell from in front of her, only piercing Su Rong's dress to the ground. She opened her legs slightly, with the blade standing in the middle.

"You don't want to die... Di Xin's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, and raised the sword again, "But you have to die! ""

Su Rong made a sudden move, grabbing the blade with flesh and blood, Di Xin's heart trembled, the tip of the sword barely stopped in front of her belly, but only a short distance away.

The blood from Su Rong's hand dripped down the edge of the sword and merged with Ji Min's blood. She begged, "Your Majesty, you must forgive Rong'er, Rong'er is pregnant with a dragon heir!"

Di Xin slowly withdrew the sword from Su Rong's hand, flicked it in the air, flicked away the remaining blood on the sword, and placed it around her neck again without moving.

Su Rong propped up the qin table and barely stood up holding the sword. She stretched out her blood-stained hand in Di Xin's direction, and with the other hand, she kept covering her stomach.

Di Xin's expression was indifferent, but the hand that raised the sword was still hesitating.

"Xin'er." The blood in Su Rong's hands dripped onto the floor, and she asked him quietly, "Do you really have the heart to kill me?"

Di Xin said: "Your bed skills, the widow knows. This child is dead, and the widow will have another one with you!"

"Not anymore!"

Su Rong withdrew her hand and said resolutely, "This is my first and last child. If you want to kill him, kill me too!"

Su Rong's face was pale, and she couldn't stand the weight of the sword anymore, and her body softened.She fell into Di Xin's arms, and a hot current flowed down her thighs slowly, taking away the passing of a little life.

Su Rong smiled wryly, grabbed Di Xin with bloody hands and said coldly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."

Di Xin couldn't believe it, and turned angrily: "You test me!"

"……Um."

Di Xin hugged Su Rong, his anger still lingering: "Come here! Come! Tell the imperial physician!"

Su Rong looked behind Di Xin. At this time, the scorching sun was in the sky, and there was no sound under the steps, and no one answered.Their indifference did not know whether they had given up on Su Rong or Di Xin.

"Your Majesty! I'm not your first woman, but I may be the last." Su Rong raised her head and said, "Now we are going to die or live, it's all up to you."

Di Xin ran downstairs with the person in his arms, flying wildly all the way, blood dripping down Su Rong's fair calf, splashing out beautiful flowers one by one.She looked at the seemingly endless steps of the Zhaixing Building, and felt a little sleepy. If the blood in Su Xing's stomach flowed like this before she died, then she would also like to die like this.

……

"Xin Ting."

Di Xin hugged Su Rong and couldn't lift his sword, so he fled in embarrassment. Su Rong whispered in his ear, and while he was secretly surprised, he fled into Xinting with Su Rong.

"apricot."

Di Xin groped under the apricot tree, and found a four-finger-wide ring, and pulled out a tunnel with a little force.Surprised, he hugged Su Rong and jumped down with his eyes closed.

In the tunnel, someone has been waiting here for a long time.

The dark black robe showed a murderous look in the candlelight, and Di Xin's joy turned cold in an instant, followed by infinite annoyance and despair.

"Sure enough! And you!"

Di Xin seemed to have lost his momentum to face Ji Min, Su Rong raised his heavy eyelids and looked forward.

The tall and familiar figure, the faint light behind it flickers on and off.With such a domineering murderous aura, even if Su Rong couldn't see his appearance clearly, he could still guess his intentions.

"He's going to kill you

Su Rong told Di Xin softly, "Take me for your life."

Without saying a word, Di Xin handed Su Rong out of his arms, completely ignoring her expression.He asked anxiously: "Can Su Rong exchange my life?"

In Di Xin's memory, there is no sword in the world that is faster than his uncle, and there is no soldier who disobeys him. His uncle Dan Xiao is a hero who stands up to heaven and earth in people's mouth.

Only in Di Xin's heart, he is a nightmare.

In order to avoid suspicion of the royal power, Dan Xiao lived far away from the imperial court for many years, and galloped outside the Great Wall. Finally, Su Rong's arrival diluted the nightmare and swept it again.It's only been a year since Dan Xiao returned to the emperor's capital, and nearly half of the people in Xuanyuan City have already been under his command.

At that time, Di Xin was sensual, and when he realized that the situation was over, he could only keep going crazy, anxious, and angry, but there was nothing he could do.

"Su Rong is here, can I change my life!"

He is of the same blood as Dan Xiao, and he is his subject, so he will definitely let him go.

"No."

Dan Xiao's negation greatly broke Di Xin's last confidence. He was restless for a while, and he never cared about a pair of cold hands touching his face.

The hand seemed to be comforting or playing with it, Di Xin didn't have time to pay attention to Su Rong, until the blood smelled in his nose became thicker and thicker, then he subconsciously glanced at Su Rong.

Su Rong seemed to be crying and laughing, but she couldn't explain clearly.

There was a stabbing pain in her chest, and Di Xin couldn't understand why she could still laugh at this moment, and wanted to put her down, only to find that she couldn't move.

His whole body was stiff, and he didn't know that the place where the knife was bleeding was bleeding. He suddenly came to his senses: there was poison on the knife.

She is going to kill him.

Did a self-righteous woman always only want to avenge Zhong Li with this knife?Di Xin glared at Su Rong with the dagger in front of his chest, and finally turned into a sigh: a piano, a life, a widow is too worthless.

Su Rong comforted him and said, "Don't be afraid, the Murong family is here to accompany you."

Di Xin gave up the long sword in his hand, hugged her with his last strength, and let out a cold smile from his throat: "Su Rong——"