dust song

The majestic palace wall was destroyed by the flames of war in a blink of an eye. The guards of the imperial guards performed their duties and fought stubbornly. No one noticed the two people in the corner...

Shao Lin carefully leaned Chu Lichen against the pillar, then tore off a corner of his clothes to tie the arrow wound on his left shoulder for him, and when he realized that the person in front of him was losing his soul, he wiped the blood all over his body When it was everywhere, Shao Lin lifted up the hem of his clothes distressedly and carefully wiped the spotless tender palm bit by bit.

He choked his throat, and comforted him softly: "Chen'er, it's okay, Brother Lin is here, no one will come to hurt you again."

Chu Lichen's tense body relaxed slightly. He didn't know what to think of, and he slowly raised his absent-minded eyes, and asked weakly, "Brother Lin, why are you here, Siwen, is he alright? You put him Have you been rescued?"

Seeing that Chu Lichen suddenly mentioned Siwen, Shao Lin's heart skipped a beat. He was really not sure whether Chu Lichen could stand the stimulation in his current state.

Shao Lin forced himself not to look into Chu Lichen's eyes, and then concealed: "I saw that the imperial army came that day, and I saw that the prince suddenly mobilized troops and horses to approach the palace, so I expected you to be here."

Chu Lichen's cold smile flashed across Jue Li's face, and he said hoarsely, "Then, how is Siwen?"

"He..." Shao Lin twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled at Chu Lichen, and said, "Very good, but the injury is a bit serious, I have already settled him in the inn...you, don't worry... .”

Chu Lichen moved his thin lips a few times, and stared at Shao Lin for a while, "Brother Lin, do you know? You can't lie at all."

Shao Lin froze in place for a moment when he heard the words.

With such a reaction, Chu Lichen confirmed his thoughts even more. He closed his eyes and said lightly: "So, Siwen, is it, is it..." Chu Lichen said with his hands trembling, pinching Shao It took a long time for Lin to yell loudly: "Why! What is all this about!"

Suddenly, a bright red slowly overflowed from the pale lips, winding down to the chin.

"He used to say that I was just a stinky beggar, but now why...why did he lose his life for a stinky beggar..."

Shao Lin was startled when he saw this, and stretched out his hand to hold Chu Lichen tightly in his arms, his internal organs seemed to be torn apart, "No, Siwen is protecting you for me, he died because of me."

Shao Lin tried desperately to hide the grief in his eyes, so deep that Chu Lichen couldn't see it.

The innocent little beggar who used to be no longer exists, and he is extremely distressed but powerless.

At this moment, a thick black smoke rose into the sky in the distance.

The killing sound resounded from all directions of Tianquan Palace.

Gunpowder smoke gradually enveloped the sky over the palace.

The screams and wailing continued from the palace wall. Among the screams and wailing of thousands of people, only one person was the calmest.

Murong Chengdu sat on the horse, with a dignified figure and a domineering aura like a mountain. From the beginning to the end, he looked at the hell on earth that was already connected in front of him with indifference.

He is about to become the king of heaven, so no matter how cruel everything happened, he still had to watch calmly and calmly. Those soldiers who lost their lives for this were just pawns that could be discarded. It is a pity to lose it, but he did not. It won't hurt.

This is a war of great disparity in strength, and everything is Gu Wenjiang and Murong Fu Bai's own fault.

It was their arrogance that touched their own scales.

After a while, a bloody armored soldier rushed over, knelt down and panted, "My lord, the gate of the palace has been broken!"

Murong Chengdu closed his eyes and muttered, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a terrifying and murderous aura faintly exuding from his body, his face was sullen, and there was an indescribable majesty hidden in his low voice: "All the soldiers rushed to kill with this king! "

After saying this, he pulled the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and the steed let go of its four hooves and charged straight into the battlefield after screaming to the sky. Wu Ya didn't dare to leave Murong Chengdu's side for a moment, and hurriedly followed .

Murong Chengdu's swordsmanship is superb, and his power is overwhelming, but just after rushing under the palace wall, he has already beheaded more than a dozen people in a row.

The war horse seemed to smell the bloody smell in the air, and rushed forward frantically, breaking through the last line of defense guarding the palace gate in a short while.

On the open ground of Qinzheng Hall, thousands of imperial guards holding sharp swords are standing in danger. They are used to living a comfortable life in the palace, how can they imagine that the land under their feet will one day become a battlefield of swords, lights and swords.

Therefore, they knew that in such a situation, they could not win against the cavalry led by Murong Chengdu in front of them.

But at this extremely urgent moment, Murong Chengdu reined in sharply, and shouted to Wu Jiang: "General Wu, you lead all the soldiers to charge first, and this king will go find someone himself."

Wu Jiang's heart was shaken, and he felt something wrong and said: "My lord! We are only one step away from the Palace of Qinzheng, and my lord is going to look for someone at this time? Is that person more important than the throne?"

"General Wu, you just need to obey the order."

Murong Chengdu's dark eyes turned cold, and the forest light flickered, Wu Jiang was swept by his gaze, and his whole body was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and he didn't dare to say another word.

The relentless flames of war slowly engulfed the already dilapidated palace walls, dust and smoke billowed everywhere, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Murong Chengdu led Wu Ya and the others to abandon their horses and board the palace wall. He looked into the distance, but black smoke blocked his sight, so he couldn't easily find Chu Lichen, so he searched for a while, and shouted: " Chen'er! Where are you!"

Several imperial guards who heard the shout came to kill Murong Chengdu, but they were all knocked down by Wu Ya beside him.

Hearing a familiar voice coming through the siege, Chu Lichen's vision shook for a while, his mind was buzzing, and there seemed to be only a blank space in an instant, he stared at Shao Lin blankly, and murmured: " Brother Lin, he's here, he's here, let's get out of here, quickly, take me away..."

If he falls into Murong Chengdu's hands again, how will he use and torture him?Chu Lichen was exhausted just thinking about it.

Shao Lin led Chu Lichen just past the corner, but the latter was panting heavily due to excessive blood loss, and then Chu Lichen's eyes blurred, and he fell backwards involuntarily.

A big hand wrapped around his waist from behind in an instant, and a devil-like whisper sounded in his ear, Murong Chengdu lowered his head, and bit his round earlobe hard, "Chen'er, where else do you want to go?" ?”

"Let go of me! You let me go!"

"You're hurt and don't move."

The powerful, threatening tall man hugged Chu Lichen tightly in his arms as if he had never heard of it before, and he gently brushed the ends of his delicate hair with his fingertips.

Chu Lichen was in his arms, and his whole body exuded an aura of despair.

Murong Chengdu doesn't like this kind of breath, it seems that his dust is getting farther and farther away from him.