Pregnant after dressing up as a pure man

For the duel, Temuza chose Xishi, and set up a ring specially to spread the word.On the day of the duel, countless people rushed to watch this duel that could almost go down in history.Since it was in Bianjing, Qisi's home stadium, most of the people came to cheer for Qisi.

The Beirong people ran into the latrine all night, and when they woke up in the morning, their faces were all pale, their legs were weak, and their hearts were already pounding. Now when they came to the duel field, a sea of ​​people grinned at them, cursing them for losing the battle, and their mentality suddenly collapsed. up.

A timid Beirong man whispered: "We have been tricked by Dayu people. Now that the fifth prince is weak, he will definitely lose if he goes up to a duel. Why don't we fight..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was slapped severely by Temuza.

"Coward!" Temuza gritted his teeth and said, if this person hadn't been a member of the mission, he might have killed someone on the spot.

The other people hurriedly pulled the blind guy away, and reprimanded: "The fifth prince must fight! The fifth prince proposed a duel, and specially notified the posts of various countries to watch it. Now that he retreats on the spot, everyone will think that the fifth prince is a coward. Coward! Even if he saves his life, the fifth prince will be looked down upon by everyone when he returns to Beirong, and he has no place in the royal family, understand?"

"Understood, understood!" The beaten man said quickly, covering his face.

He was beaten up, and other people who wanted to retreat did not dare to speak out. Some people felt wronged. Your fifth prince had to join the war because of his reputation. We didn't have that kind of thought.Now the fifth prince has diarrhea and his body is weak, and the duel field doesn't care about life or death, if the fifth prince is killed by Qi Si with a knife, they will definitely be knocked off because of ineffective guards when they go back.

If the fifth prince retreated on the spot and saved his life and returned to Beirong, it would be the fifth prince who was punished alone and had nothing to do with others.

Comparing the two, most people are not willing to go to a duel with Temuza.However, Temuza and his loyal subordinates believe that honor is above all else, and fighting is not an option.

"That Qi Si has amnesia, and his martial arts are mediocre. Even if I have diarrhea, I can easily kill him. Don't make others want to destroy your prestige!" Temuza glanced at everyone heavily.

"Yes! Yes! The fifth prince is heroic!" the Beirong Mission said hastily.

Suppressing the restlessness in the mission, Temuza jumped onto the arena with a cold face under the crowd watching and cursing.

His body was very strong, and he specially used his internal strength to gain momentum, and jumped onto the ring with a bang, and the loud noise shocked the audience.The excited crowd suddenly quieted down, and then became noisy again, but the curses were much quieter.

Temu stood with arms crossed, waiting quietly.

For a moment, cheers erupted from the crowd, and then the crowded crowd parted ways, and one person walked slowly amidst all the attention.

Everyone shouted: "General Qi!"

"General Qi!"

"General Qi is so handsome now!"

"Is he really General Qi? Isn't it rumored that he is a fierce and vicious fat man?"

"Can you believe the rumors? It must be General Qi's martial arts skills that are world-renowned, killing people like hemp, and everyone is afraid to say that he looks fierce."

"It makes sense. General Qi, you must win!"

"General Qi pure man, kill that Beirong dog!"

"General Qi, we all support you!"

Qi Si nodded calmly, his face was as steady as an old dog, but his heart was panicked.

Smiling, he calmly walked to the duel field under the expectant eyes of countless people, and then waved his hand like a star waving to fans, causing the people on the scene to burst into screams one after another.

I'm so fucking famous.

Qi Si was sweating secretly. If I lose, will these people throw rotten eggs at me?

But then he let go, and went to the duel field, thinking about nothing, nothing in vain.Temuza ran to the hut more than a dozen times. Now that he is weak and the people around him can form psychological pressure, he will not have no chance of winning like before.

Puffed up for himself, Qi Si dashed onto the ring.

No matter what your strength is, your posture and bearing must be handled properly.

Sure enough, as soon as he jumped up, the others cheered again, even more lively than the stars.

In the nearest restaurant outside the duel arena, Xiao Min, Chang An, and Wei Ping leaned on the second floor, and saw the whole situation of the arena intuitively.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, the general and Temuza are now in a [-]-[-] split, so they may not necessarily lose." Wei Ping comforted in a low voice.

Chang An gave him a white look, "You know what, Qi Si's two brushes can only deliver food to Temza! Temza has internal strength, and Qi Si's strength will weaken as long as he lasts for a while. so big."

Chang An let out a scream, it turned out that Wei Ping leaned over and twisted his waist severely.

"Shut up." Wei Ping said, "Qi Si has been fighting with me for half a month. It's not that he doesn't know how to use internal force, but he has forgotten how to use internal force. The same is true of martial arts, but he just forgot. Under my training, he I have already remembered a lot, and the odds are great.”

Chang An quickly changed his words, "Yes, yes, the odds are great, the odds are great..."

Xiao Min, who was leaning against the window, turned blue and his eyes were condensed.

He turned his head and glanced at his two loyal guards, and said, "If the situation is not right..."

"Don't worry." Chang'an patted his chest quickly, "General Qi has won so much money from me, if we don't win back, we won't let him die."

Xiao Min glared at him.

Chang'an walked out of the room with a grin, then went down to the street on the first floor, dexterously maneuvered through the crowd, and finally came to the front of the ring, raised his fist and shouted: "General Qi will win! General Qi will win! "

Instigated by him, the others also shouted: "General Qi will win! General Qi will win!"

On the periphery of the crowd, someone ran and shouted: "It's time to bet! Now is the most critical time, everyone, hurry up and place your bets!"

So many people flocked to him and surrounded the man.

In the restaurant box on the other side, Zhang Heyu, dressed as an ordinary person, bent down and walked up to an old man, "Your Majesty, we are about to start."

"En." His Majesty the Emperor, who was dressed in ordinary clothes and still had an indescribable demeanor, nodded.

Recently, only the Northern Rong Mission came to Beijing for negotiations on important matters between the DPRK and China. Now that the negotiations are over, His Majesty the Emperor couldn't help being curious, and came to watch the battle in private.

He thought for a moment, then asked Zhang Heyu, "Zhang Heyu, tell me, can Qi Si win?"

Zhang Heyu immediately said: "General Qi is mighty and powerful in martial arts, he will definitely win."

His Majesty the Emperor hummed, "This man has a future."

Zhang Heyu quickly echoed and said: "General Qi is a dragon and phoenix among people, and he will surely become famous all the way in the future, and the sky will rise straight."

Secretly thinking, General Qi has fallen into His Majesty's eyes, if this battle can be won, he will surely become famous!

The most precious father and son in the whole world sneaked over to watch, not to mention other civil and military officials.The military officer was neither reserved nor particular, and just squeezed into the crowd to watch.The civil officials headed by the Minister of Rites, Mr. Tang, crowded into restaurants and shops to watch.

With all eyes on, an official shouted to start.

The two people on the ring walked around the field.

A duel is not an exchange of martial arts, but a contest of life and death.

Qi Si was very nervous when he came on stage at the beginning, but now that he really entered the battle, the hustle and bustle gradually faded away, replaced by a strange calm, even a little excited.

It is the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.

His body was clamoring to fight, his blood was rushing, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit.

Temuza is of the strength type, using a machete, and Qi Si also uses a sword, a big sword.Before time-traveling, Qi Si saw that the male protagonists in novels and TV used swords, but when he really time-traveled, he caught a big sword in his eyes.

The sharp blade was unparalleled in sharpness, and every cut brought a whistling wind.It will make a sound of gold and iron when it is touched, and it will use all its strength every time to vent its body's strength.

This is a real man's weapon.

Temuza's scimitar is very long and has strange moves, but Qi Si has long been familiar with the scimitar under Wei Ping's training.During the fight, another sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, as if he knew the scimitar, how to fight the Beirong people, and every move of the Beirong people.It is a kind of familiarity engraved in the bones and deep in the soul.

"Aha!" Temuza slashed at him suddenly.

Qi Si had already seen through his moves, and just rolled on the spot, narrowly dodging his knife.

A deep gash was cut into the ground.

The crowd around screamed, and Xiao Min on the second floor tightened his grip on the window instantly.

Temuza and Qi Si are both powerful players, and the moves they use with each other are very direct.

Temuza slashed again, and Qi Si raised the knife to block it, completely blocking his attack, and then, under Temuza's incredulous eyes, pushed back his knife bit by bit.

The powerful force made Temuza take several steps back again and again.

"it is good!"

The crowd cheered.

Qi Si picked up the knife, suppressed the surging blood, and showed a bloodthirsty smile at Temuza, "God's barbarian, come!"

The provocation made Temuza furious. His legs fell heavily to the ground, and his internal force exploded. The clothes on his upper body were torn apart due to the internal force, revealing his tangled muscles.

Qi Si snorted, and took the initiative to attack, and the two fought inseparably in the ring.

Seeing this scene on the second floor, Xiao Min's pupils shrank slightly, "Wei Ping!"

"Subordinates are here!"

"You go down too!"

"Yes."

Wei Ping hurried downstairs with a serious face.

They all saw Temuza's difficulty. This man is worthy of being a master of Beirong. He had diarrhea all night, and he was not affected at all by the fight.Now that a stick of incense has passed, Qi Si will soon be exhausted, and if he continues to fight, he will undoubtedly lose.

Temuza hated Qi Si to death, it was absolutely impossible to spare his life.

on the ring.

Even if Temza's shirt was undone, Qi Si was not afraid at all, and went up to confront Temza head-on.

You slashed me, I slashed you, and soon the two of them added a lot of scars, but both sides defended well, all of them were skin traumas, and they didn't hurt the vitals.

Temuza was very angry. He felt that Qi Si's movements were unfamiliar and lacked internal strength. He should have hacked Qi Si to death in the ring long ago, but miraculously, Qi Si not only withstood his offensive, Can occasionally fight back.His movements are very flexible, and occasionally the angle is tricky.

At first Temza thought that he would rely on dexterity to win, but Qi Si suddenly changed his combat method when he was fighting, and confronted him head-on.The unpredictable style of moves made it impossible for Temuza to judge his attack method at the next moment. In addition, he was weak due to diarrhea, so the two of them got entangled, and it was almost a tie.

As time went by, Qi Si gradually felt exhausted.

The momentum and mentality are still there, but the body can't hold it.He knew that he was about to exhaust himself, and if the outcome was still uncertain, he would die here.

So, he gave up his defense and started to attack frantically.

After chopping eight times in a row, the two of them leaned together with their knives on their backs, and Temuza smiled viciously: "Hey hey, you despicable villain, you poisoned me to have diarrhea. I'm going to be exhausted now. I know you don't have internal strength. You will be defeated by me and die here!"

"That's not necessarily true!" Qi Si shouted angrily.

The two backed away because of their strength.

Temuza opened his arms, and his voice was like a bell, "I am blessed by the Sirius God. Even if you use tricks and tricks, I will never lose! God will bless the upright people!"

There was commotion in the crowd, and Qi Si burst out laughing, "It's upright, you Bei Rong burned, killed, looted, and killed many innocent people, yet you say it's upright?"

"Yes! The death of Beirong people is not a pity!" The crowd shouted excitedly.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Xiao Min's eyes were dark, his hand holding the window relaxed and tightened, relaxed and tightened again, and after a few times, he turned around and picked up the Shenwei crossbow that had been placed on the table at one side, lifted it up, and walked away. Pointing to Temuza on the ring.

He knew that if he shot the divine power crossbow, Temuza would definitely die, but at the same time, Qi Si's reputation would also disappear.

For a soldier, and for the Qi family, reputation may be more important than life.

However, in his heart, nothing is more important than Qi Si's life, no one can take his life, not even Qi Si himself.

He aimed the divine power crossbow at Temuza, who was extremely fierce on the ring.

The tip of □□ is extremely sharp, shining with the cold light of death.

"...You Beirong people invaded my Dayu Border Pass and killed [-] soldiers at Yanyun Pass! You also killed my father and my brother!" Qi Si's voice became deeper and deeper, and with his words, the eyes were full of blood. With blood floating, "God will bless the righteous! I will win!"

"Hahaha!" Temuza looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, "Their skills are inferior to others, and they died at the hands of our Beirong, they are stupid!"

One sentence caused public outrage, and someone in the crowd roared, "Kill him!"

"kill him!"

Others raised their fists and shouted.

Someone shouted: "General Qi, if you don't kill this thief today, you will be a sinner!"

"What the hell are you talking about?" the man just shouted, but he was shouted angrily, "General Qi went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and now he is fighting Beirong again, so you don't even have to go to the battlefield, you fucking hide behind Say! If you have the guts, go up and fight yourself!"

The man's words resonated with everyone, and the people before him were scolded angrily and left with their heads in their arms.

The crowd was excited, but Qi Si didn't hear a word, he only had Temuza in his eyes.

He said word by word: "I will kill you today, blood sacrifice to the heroic spirit!"

That sentence seemed to contain blood, and the audience fell silent. Then, Li Lanshang, who was not far away, shouted with red eyes: "Blood sacrifice to the heroic spirit!"

"Blood Sacrifice to Heroic Spirits!"

"Blood Sacrifice to Heroic Spirits!"

As if echoing, everyone started shouting in unison.

Temuza and his subordinates looked around, suddenly a little timid.They killed Dayu people like cutting vegetables and melons at the border. Those people were like weak animals without bones. No blood, no backbone.

But at this moment, they finally felt the blood of ordinary people.

They could feel that those roars were no longer strong outsiders, no longer superficial appearances, but hatred from the heart, and the courage to fight to the death.

Temuza was furious, cursed in Beirong language, and slashed at Qi Si with a knife.The two clashed at breakneck speed in the arena.

The wooden planks of the arena were chopped and flew, and many cracks appeared on the ground.

Temuza's strength was getting stronger and stronger, but Qi Si's strength was getting weaker and weaker. What supported him was the hatred in his heart and the countless roars behind him.

Internal force... Internal force...

"Ahhhh!" Temza caught an opening and slashed at Qi Si from the head.

Qi Si knelt on the ground and held it with a knife.

However, Temuza kicked him in the chest when he was resisting with all his strength, and kicked him a foot away, almost falling off the stage.

The audience was startled, and suddenly fell silent.

Before Qi Si got up, Temuza howled and raised his knife to chop.

Suddenly Chang An shouted from the crowd, "Temza, there is shit on your pants!"

Temuza pulled more than a dozen times last night, he was very sensitive to shit, and his hands froze.Qi Si hurriedly rolled to the side, and Temuza's big knife slashed at his original position, leaving a deep gash.

Qi Si felt that the red light in front of him was getting stronger and stronger, and the sound of his heartbeat was also getting louder.

My mind was buzzing.

A voice in my head said:

I can only win, not lose!

If I lose, I will die, and everyone will die!

My soldiers will die, and the people at the border will die.

I can't lose!

This battle must be won.

As long as he killed the second prince of Beirong, he would surely be able to turn defeat into victory.

You can't retreat, even if you have thousands of troops, you must rush forward and kill him!

Cut off his head, Marshal Gu will definitely lead his troops to destroy the Beirong Army and drive them out of Yanyun Pass!

kill him! ! !

The heart suddenly exploded, blood flew out of the blood vessels, and his whole body exploded.

At that moment, he stood on the battlefield full of corpses, blood was everywhere, and countless flesh and blood were fighting.The wind was howling, and the wind at Yanyun Pass was so strong that countless men died here, and the loess was long, burying their bones one by one.

No one can remember them, and no one knows their names.

Their blood dripped in the wind, and their roars and howls were blown away by the wind, and they fell and their souls flew high with the wind.

He was standing there, behind him was the territory of Dayu, and the majestic Yanyun Pass stood tall.

Ahead is a vast grassland, and the enemies are like wolves and tigers, wanting to kill his people and destroy his country.

The setting sun is like blood, slowly sliding down on the horizon.

Countless people rushed over from the end of the horizon, hacking to death the people around him one by one, and the sound of horseshoes resounded like thunder, resounding through the sky.

he just stood there...

stand there...

He doesn't stand there!

He wants to rush forward.

"kill--!"

Qi Si raised his saber forward, desperate.All he could see was the Beirong man on a tall horse, surrounded by heavy troops and protected from water.

He rushed forward, forward, forward...

Cut off the heads of countless people, getting closer and closer to the goal.

The Beirong man panicked.

The Beirong people shouted, and the surrounding soldiers surrounded him to stop him. Qi Si felt that he was going to be exhausted, but then the brothers around him rushed up to help him carry it.

They were all covered in blood, and were hacked to death one by one on the battlefield with a big knife.

Stepping on their corpses, Qi Si finally rushed to the Beirong man, without any hesitation or pause, and in the man's horrified eyes, he slashed down with his knife.

The head flew out, and blood flowed a foot high from the headless neck.

The battlefield fell silent instantly.

The face of the head was still condensed with the final panic, and it fell to the ground.

he died.

finally died.

I won.

The knife in Qi Si's hand fell with a bang, and he knelt down, hugging his headache and crying.

However, those brothers who followed him are all dead!

All dead!

He was crying uncontrollably, out of breath, until someone rushed forward to help him, he was still crying.

Many voices floated and echoed, there seemed to be huge cheers, and someone shouted in terror, but he couldn't hear anything, couldn't hear anything clearly, until he lost consciousness.

He woke up halfway, and faintly saw a vague figure accompanying him, who seemed to be talking anxiously, but he couldn't hear clearly, struggling to wake up, and the huge exhaustion pulled him back into a deep sleep.