The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

Noticing Si Yun's gaze at Song Jingchen, Shen Yijia's face turned cold: "He will give it to me in a while."

You don't have to think about it to know that the man in black robe was created by him, and those who dare to beat her now pay attention.

Very good, those hundreds of thousands of soldiers, Xiao Qirui, together with her mother's revenge for seven years of imprisonment, both new and old, will be avenged together today.

Song Jingchen glanced at her.

"His poison doesn't work for me." Shen Yijia explained.

The stinky boy in his stomach swallowed all her spiritual fluid, if he dared to poison her...

Humph, let him know why his butt is so red when he comes out.

A certain boy who doesn't know his gender flinched.

Song Jingchen pursed her lips, knowing that she had made up her mind, and urged, "Be careful."

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Li with red eyes on the side, pursed his lips and said, "You and 30,000 will lead two teams of people and look for an opportunity to bring Big Brother Xiao back."

Xiao Li wiped away her tears and choked up: "Thank you, Lord Guo."

Although the log at the gate of the city had worn out some Wu soldiers, it was not enough to completely stop them from attacking.

However, within the time of a stick of incense, countless Wu soldiers poured into the city like a tidal wave.

The sound of horses' hooves was mixed with shouts, and the entire Nanling Pass seemed to be shaking.

The difference in the strength of the two sides is too great. The Wu army has an absolute advantage in number, and even if it is consumed, it can consume the Daxia soldiers to death.

For Daxia soldiers, this is destined to be a deadly battle.

"Fight with them." Fifty thousand soldiers shouted to meet them.

In an instant, the soldiers met each other, and the sound of killing was loud in the sky.

Song Jingchen rode one by one, rushing to kill among the heavy armored cavalry like iron shields, the long sword in his hand was like lightning like a dragon, and when the cold light arrived, it was dazzling, even if the iron armor was like a mountain, he could also break through the mountains and break the rocks, and no one could stop him.

Youyi also joined the battlefield. He was born to kill people. At this time, it was even more like a dragon entering the sea, his hands fell, and the enemy troops fell to the ground like straw.

"Finally, it's a good time to kill." Shen Yijia bared her teeth and pulled out the long whip around her waist.

The long whip carried the sound of hunting and hunting. Often, before the enemy's long spear could reach her half a point, she was whipped off the horse's back and died under the hooves of the enemy's friend.

The place where the three passed was a sea of ​​corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The unstoppable momentum of the Wu army was suppressed by them for the most part, and the charge formation was completely chaotic.

But their targets were not these soldiers.

Song Jingchen took the lead, leading a team of elite cavalry to clear the way. Shen Yijia and Youyi each led a team to form the left and right wings. The three teams, with the strength of thousands of troops, rushed into the dense Wu army.

If you shoot a man, shoot a horse first, and if you capture a thief, capture the king first.

No matter how powerful they are, they can't kill the 400,000 army. There will always be times when they are tired. Only by killing Yan Guangmao and Si Yun can the war be ended as quickly as possible.

More and more soldiers came to encircle them.

When the warhorse under the crotch fell, they immediately grabbed the enemy's horse and continued to charge.

However, with them alone, it is not easy to break through the human wall formed by 400,000 people. War horses can snatch them, but the lost physical strength cannot be replenished.

The cavalry behind him had already been swallowed up by the Wu army, and Shen Yijia, whose physical strength was far beyond comparison, gradually felt tired, not to mention Song Jingchen and Youyi.

All three were red-eyed.

almost.

Coming……

"What's going on?" Yan Guangmao looked at Si Yun: "Where's your puppet?"

Si Yun tightened his hand on the bone flute: "No more."

His flute failed to summon the living dead, there was only one possibility...

Yan Guangmao was startled and turned his head sharply to look at the young man who was approaching him.

Did he actually... kill all those people?

However, Yan Guangmao was no longer allowed to think too much, Song Jingchen's offensive had come to an end...

He hurriedly waved his sword to block, and the swords slammed together, bursting with dazzling sparks in the dark night.

The blood on his face blurred Song Jingchen's face, but the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be real.

"Hmph, you're looking for a dead end." Yan Guangmao sneered and took the initiative to attack.

Xu is because his plan didn't work, Si Yun didn't mean to watch the play this time, flipped his fingers, and several silver needles flew out from his fingertips and shot straight at Song Jingchen...

Swish, the sound of breaking the air sounded, and the sudden long whip blocked all the silver needles.

"Oh, a big man, holding embroidery needles all day, aren't you ashamed?" Shen Yijia rode his horse to block his way, and said contemptuously, "Oh, it's also possible that you're not a man at all."

Si Yun recognized her, and his eyes were filled with hostility. He hated Ji Luo for betraying their marriage contract and ruining his career, and even more hated Ji Luo and Shen Yijia who gave birth to another man.

"Looking for death." He spit out two words angrily.

"It's a coincidence, that's what I want to tell you." Shen Yijia wrapped the long whip around her palm and said coldly, "I want your life."

After all, she stopped talking nonsense with Si Yun, and threw out her long whip and rolled it towards him.

Si Yun raised the corners of his lips in disdain, and jumped up with a light effort, perfectly avoiding the whip, then he swooped down and slapped Shen Yijia's head with a palm.

Shen Yijia hooked her feet on the stirrups, and leaned back to avoid Si Yun's palm on the horse's back.

The warhorse slumped over its forelegs without even neighing.

"What I hate most in my life is the ability to fly... enemies."

The annoying Si Yun can fly, which is doubly annoying.

Before Si Yun could figure out what she meant by this, his wrist was wrapped by a long whip.

Scumbag, accept my mother's anger

Shen Yijia threw the man to the ground vigorously, and grabbed his wrist.

"Without your hands, let me see how you want to use poison."

At this moment, a dozen or so powerful men in black suddenly swept out from the dark night behind and attacked Shen Yijia with their swords raised.

Youyi blocked the person with a sword: "Your opponent is me."

More than a dozen men in black looked at each other and attacked him in unison.

...

Kacha, the sound of bones breaking.

Si Yun's pale face twisted in pain, and subconsciously patted Shen Yijia with the other, not wanting his hand to be clasped again.

There were several clicks in succession, and the bones of the hand were broken from the wrist to the elbow.

Shen Yijia made persistent efforts, grabbed his arms and flipped in the air, directly twisting him 180 degrees.

Several long spears were stabbed at the side, Shen Yijia quickly retreated to avoid, grabbed Si Yun's leg and turned towards the surrounding soldiers.

They didn't dare to hurt Si Yun, and it was inevitable that they would be handicapped.

Shen Yijia sneered, and simply grabbed the person in his hand as a meat shield, and from time to time whipped out a whip to harvest a few heads.

Si Yun was tossed around by her like a piece of rags, and his body was covered with wounds accidentally wounded by the soldiers' spears.

Give him another chance, he will never let Shen Yijia get close...

Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world.

On the other hand, Yan Guangmao and Song Jingchen had already fought for a hundred rounds. If they were fine in normal times, Song Jingchen was already overstretched in order to break out of the siege.

At this time, facing Yan Guangmao, the strong man, his arms and waist were injured. If you look closely, his sword-holding hand even trembled slightly.

The only good thing is that the movement between the two of them was too loud, and the surrounding soldiers couldn't get close, so he didn't have to concentrate on dealing with them.

Yan Guangmao slashed with a long sword.

Song Jingchen swung his sword to block it.

The weapons were connected, and a series of fires erupted in the dark night.

The two refused to let anyone, their eyes were close at hand, and even the murderous aura in their eyes was fighting.

Yan Guangmao slapped it with a palm, and Song Jingchen countered it with a fist.

The invisible internal force exploded in the middle, and the two of them were shaken back dozens of steps.

Song Jingchen knelt down on one knee, supported his overdrawn body with his long sword, and looked straight at Yan Guangmao with his scarlet eyes.

Yan Guangmao moved his slightly numb arm without a trace, and his eyes flickered with solemnity.

"You are very good, but unfortunately your life is not good, and you met this general." He seemed to be pity and mockery. He didn't give Song Jingchen a chance to buffer, and the big knife slashed at him again.

There was a chilling murderous aura in Song Jingchen's eyes, this time, instead of dodging, he caught Yan Guangmao's sword with his bare hands.

A flash of surprise flashed in Yan Guangmao's eyes, it was too late to take back the offensive...

Puchi... The long sword penetrated his body from the position of his heart.

Yan Guangmao's eyes widened, and he slapped Song Jingchen's chest fiercely.

Pfft~ Song Jingchen flew out backwards. Behind him were countless spears and sharp thorns in the hands of Wu soldiers, but he had no strength to avoid them.

In the nick of time, a long whip wrapped around his waist and pulled him out of the direction of the soldier.

Shen Yijia flashed over to catch the person, seeing that he was covered in blood, her eyes narrowed fiercely: "Xianggong..."

Song Jingchen's throat slid: "Am I very useless?"

His pupils were scarlet, and when he spoke, blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth.

In normal times, he would never say such a thing, but there are too many things happening today.

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of Daxia soldiers he personally ordered beheaded, and thinking of Xiao Qirui's death, the feeling of powerlessness when his house was raided once again swept through his every nerve.

He can't save anyone, and he can't change anything.

Shen Yijia's nose is sour: "Who said that Xianggong is the most powerful."

"Only a silly girl like you would say that." Song Jingchen smiled, and when he noticed something, his pupils shrank, and he grabbed Shen Yijia and changed direction with her.

The hidden weapon that came so quickly enlarged in Shen Yijia's pupils...

Ding - with a sound, a sharp arrow pinned the hidden weapon within an inch of Song Jingchen's back.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of the galloping horses came from the right rear of the Wu army, and the earth seemed to be shaking.

Accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves, there is the sound of horns and the sound of drums from slow to fast.

Dong-dong-dong, one after another, with the momentum of mountains and rivers, resounded through the heavens and the earth, making everyone's heart tremble.

The soldiers of Daxia were completely cold. From that direction, could it be another army of Wu State?

Yan Guangmao leaned on a man in black. The man in black shot out the hidden weapon that attacked Shen Yijia earlier. Yan Guangmao turned his head to look in the direction of the night with difficulty, and had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Report - report - Xuanyuan army is here." A scout rushed over in panic.

"Hugh will shake the military's heart!" Yan Guangmao roared with red eyes, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

how is this possible?

A few days ago, he also received a letter from Lin'an City. In the letter, he said that Xuanyuan Ce was captured alive. It was too late for the Xuanyuan Kingdom's army to throw a rat, so how could he come here.

"Really, really, it's Xuanyuan Lingqi, and the leader of the army is a man with white hair..."

Yan Guangmao's pupils shrank.

With white hair, who else could it be besides Xuanyuan Ce? Could it be that Lin'an City was lost?

At some point in the sky, a fish belly white slowly rose, stepping on the light, tens of thousands of cavalry galloped in black, each of them wearing icy silver armor, like a sharp arrow that opened up the world, carrying The overwhelming aura like a rainbow swept toward Nanling Pass.

"It's Uncle Beauty, Xianggong, Uncle Beauty is here." It was the first time Shen Yijia found Xuanyuan Ce so pleasing to the eye.

Yan Guangmao's pupils shrank, and he gritted his teeth and ordered, "Grab her."

He was referring to Shen Yijia.

"You want to eat shit." Shen Yijia protected Song Jingchen behind her, grabbed the long whip and slapped the ground fiercely. With a bang, the dust flew up, and the soldiers who wanted to approach were so frightened that they stopped their steps.

But the ordinary soldiers were frightened, but the man in black who was fighting against Youyi changed his direction, leaving only two people to continue to hold Youyi, and the rest attacked her in unison.

Just as Shen Yijia was about to meet her, she didn't want to see five men in black with silver masks suddenly appearing in front of her.

This is……

After getting along with Youyi for a long time, she naturally recognized at a glance that all five were spooky guards.

However, Xuanyuance didn't have only three spears. You Yi followed him, and You Er was sent to her mother's side by him. Where did the extra four come from?

How did Shen Yijia know that Xuanyuan Qi was not worried about Xuanyuan Ce and sent four of his seven spear guards to protect him.

"I see who dares to touch this king's daughter!" Xuanyuan Ce roared domineeringly.

"The master of the county, die!"

"The master of the county, die!"

Xuanyuan's soldiers shouted in unison, as if they had practiced countless times in advance.

Daxia General: What? Is it their reinforcements?

Shen Yijia: So majestic, I suddenly feel that it is not impossible to be the princess...

With the sphinx guards around, let alone catch Shen Yijia, no one can get close to her at all.

And the soldiers of Wu State who were fighting with Daxia soldiers in the city also lost their morale due to the arrival of Xuanyuan State army.

Yan Guangmao was already seriously injured and was holding on, and seeing this, he was so angry that he vomited blood several times.

"My lord, let's escort you away first." The man in black asked for instructions.

Yan Guangmao closed his eyes: "Ming Jin retreats."

As soon as the retreat signal came out, Wu soldiers retreated from the left like a tide.

But how could Xuanyuance let them leave so easily, taking the lead and chasing after them with the army.

Not to be outdone, the Daxia soldiers pursued the victory.

Of the nearly 400,000 troops that attacked the city, less than half of them evacuated safely.

Wu State, the tide is over.

Now what they are thinking about is not how to break the Nanling Pass, but how to withstand the anger of Daxia and Xuanyuan, and defend their own country.

It's a pity that Yan Guangmao was taken away by a group of people desperately, leaving only Si Yun, who was beaten by Shen Yijia.

In fact, this is also normal. The people in Tianji Valley think very highly of themselves, and they think that they are the same as the previous dynasty, and they are always superior to others.

But for the soldiers of Wu State, calling a high priest is to see His Majesty's face, and who really takes them seriously?

Xuanyuance came back from his horse, turned over and dismounted and walked to Shen Yijia's side, smiling, "My daughter, am I good?"

After speaking, he glanced proudly at Song Jingchen, who was leaning on Shen Yijia half of his body.

Hmph, he has to rely on his daughter for protection, little spicy chicken!

Shen Yijia wanted to slap him subconsciously, but when she saw something, her heart froze.

Song Jingchen also looked in that direction.

Xuanyuance looked suspiciously, and saw a group of soldiers covered in blood slowly walking towards them on the battlefield where there were only corpses on the ground.

The soldier walking at the forefront had red eyes and a man with several arrows on his back.

"Xiao Li, maybe we can really go back alive."

The words the boy said with a smile a few days ago still echoed in his ears.

Xiao Li couldn't control it any longer, he fell to his knees with a plop, and wept bitterly.

"Master, I'll take you home!"

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Made myself cry. Woohoo, wait for me! ! ! ! ! !