Les veuves de la dynastie Song se remariaient facilement

Chapitre 217

But... nothing happened.

Whenever they went to war, he never wore armor. Chu Gexun and the others wore thick, heavy armor, while Chu Gexing only wore thin clothes.

He seemed afraid others wouldn't notice he wasn't protected. His body looked perfectly fine, as if he'd been poked in the ground.

But he didn't die after all.

Chu Gexing thought: My worthless life is really tough!

He rushed to rescue people without stopping, and several horses died along the way.

At this moment, he finally got his wish and stayed by her side. She had her eyes closed, so of course she couldn't see him.

The situation is not good.

But she was there.

He felt at ease because of this. The uneasy sense of relief masked the heartache caused by being rejected.

Chu Gexing drew his sword and slashed, showing no mercy like a demon.

He was covered in blood, and his hair was soaked with blood.

He never considered the significance of his presence there.

He distanced himself from her because of her words, but now he's obediently come back.

He never even considered what his own heart truly wanted to do.

Feng's military strength was formidable. Although no less than a hundred corpses had fallen around Chu Gexing, people continued to rush forward.

Chu Gexing wielded his sword, slashing and cutting, and was injured several times in the process.

Even the Iron Man couldn't withstand the relentless bombardment of the Phoenix Army's sheer numbers.

Blood blurred half of his face. Chu Gexing impatiently wiped it with his sleeve, revealing his true face amidst the blood.

As soldiers charged forward, they were suddenly struck by his stunningly beautiful face, and their swords faltered, unable to strike him down.

Chu Gexing showed no mercy, his eyes bloodshot as he cleaved his opponent in two with a single strike. Even as death loomed, the man stared intently at him, seemingly possessed by a demon.

He was covered in blood, one half of his face was stunningly beautiful, the other half was stained with blood, making him look like a demon or a fairy.

His physical strength was almost exhausted.

From the campaign in the northern frontier until his non-stop journey here, he had not eaten or drunk a drop of water, and his hands and feet had not stopped for a moment.

The only thing that kept him standing was the person behind him.

As long as she's there.

As long as she's there.

When Beitang Yujian arrived, Chu Gexing's eyes were blurred with blood, and he mistook him for an enemy.

Beitang Yujian shouted, "Lord Chu!" before Chu Gexing came to his senses.

Beitang Yujian was utterly devastated. When he first saw Chu Gexing's miserable state, he could hardly believe that the person in front of him was the same person who had been so beautiful and talented. This person was like a demon incarnate, exuding a murderous aura. Countless corpses lay around him, all of whom he had killed.

Before Beitang Yujian could exchange pleasantries with Chu Gexing, he turned his head and saw Tang Leyan supporting Chu Zhen's back, seemingly oblivious to what was happening around her.

He had excellent eyesight and immediately spotted the fatal wound on Chu Zhen's body.

“This…this…” Beitang Yujian could barely stand.

Chu Gexing killed a Phoenix soldier who stepped forward with a single slash. The blade had become warped from cutting so many people that he impatiently threw it away and picked up another one from the side.

Beitang Yujian turned his head and saw that more than a dozen swords and other weapons were scattered haphazardly on the ground.

They must have all been abandoned by Chu Gexing.

Beitang Yujian was shocked and felt an indescribable, unbearable pain.

He swung the greatsword he had reached out with a backhand and said, "Let me do it!"

Chu Gexing didn't even glance at him, remaining firmly standing to one side.

Beitang Yujian glanced back at Tang Leyan, who was meditating with her eyes closed, and then at Chu Zhen, who was completely lifeless. Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, he couldn't help but let out a long howl.

Just then, the attacking Feng army suddenly retreated in unison.

Beitang Yujian stood still, sword raised. Chu Gexing wiped the blood from his face, his eyes surprisingly sharp.

Beitang Yujian followed his gaze and saw that after the Feng army retreated, squads of archers stepped forward in unison, and in an instant, hundreds of arrows were aimed at this side.

Seeing this scene, Beitang Yujian smiled bitterly to himself: If I were shot into a hedgehog, I wonder if the person who came to collect my corpse would even recognize me.

His personality was such that he could find joy even in hardship. When he glanced at Chu Gexing beside him, even though their lives were hanging by a thread, he saw a smile that looked almost relaxed on Chu Gexing's blood-stained face.

Three chapters left until the end, and Weather Forecaster Fei says: The warriors have basically survived the minefield... Well, it seems, maybe, perhaps a mystery guest will appear tomorrow...

*0* Stay tuned! Don't go away, the last three chapters will have some pretty quick plot twists.

Also, remember to send two pink coins when you're biting someone; their price has recently stopped rising.

Meeting in the Distant Heaven Chapter 292 Flute and Xiao in Harmony

"I forbid it!" A fierce objection came from the Phoenix Emperor's mouth.

The Regent, sword in hand, gazed at the arrow that had just been deflected on the ground and said, "Now is not the time to act rashly, Your Majesty."

"If a barrage of arrows were fired, would Leyan still be alive?" Feng Feisheng said angrily. "I know you hate her in your heart, but there's no need to be so ruthless. The Shun army has been almost completely wiped out. Now there are only three people left, plus one dead. Is it worth firing a barrage of arrows at her?"

The Regent coldly stared at the sword in his hand: "Of course it's worth it, Your Majesty. If one of these four is to be Shun's future heir to the throne, then it is worth my firing a volley of arrows!"

Feng Feisheng's voice suddenly trembled. The Regent had already shouted in a deep voice, "Men, tell the archers to prepare. At my command, unleash a volley of arrows and kill those four men!"

"What are you talking about? The heir to the throne is Chu Gexing? Beitang Yujian?" Feng Feisheng asked in surprise. "Then all we need to do is kill those two. What does it have to do with Leyan?"

“You are wrong again, Your Majesty,” the Regent sighed. “The heir to the throne that I spoke of is none other than Leyan, Tang Leyan, the daughter of Tang Shaosi, a legitimate member of the royal family of Shun. Moreover, Emperor Shun had already decided to pass the throne to her long ago!”

"No!" Feng Feisheng cried out, "I don't believe it!"

"Your Majesty may not believe me, but I do." The Regent's eyes were deep and cold. "Whether you are willing or not, I will take the lives of these three people today." He stepped forward, about to wave his hand to signal the archers to fire.

Feng Feisheng dodged and snatched a knife from the hand of a guard beside him.

The Regent frowned: "Does the Emperor intend to fight me?"

Feng Fei let out a snort. He raised the knife and held it to his own neck.

"Your Majesty!" The surrounding attendants immediately knelt down.

Feng Feisheng looked at Regent Feng Jiansheng and said, "Very good, Regent, today you have made a good deal. You killed an emperor, and I will give you another emperor as a gift!"

At the critical moment, he actually threatened to kill himself.

The blade grazed his neck, so sharp; blood was already seeping out. ^^ ^^

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health!" someone shouted.

"Your Highness, the safety of His Majesty is of utmost importance!" someone knelt down and pleaded.

Feng Jiansheng looked at Feng Feisheng.

Feng Feisheng held his knife and looked at him.

"I asked Chu Gexing, 'I'm very happy.'"

"Why?" Beitang Yujian asked, somewhat surprised.

"I don't know," he replied, somewhat bewildered.

Beitang Yujian rolled his eyes at him: "You really are a weirdo. I have a different idea from you. I'm not happy. There are so many beautiful things in this world, so many fine wines I haven't drunk, so many beautiful flowers I haven't seen, so many beautiful girls I haven't met... How could I bear to die..."

"But... I have nothing..." Chu Gexing just smiled, his expression seemingly dreamy.

Looking at the man's face, Beitang Yujian suddenly felt that he resembled a bewildered, lost child, adrift and pitiful. A thought struck him, and he asked, "Chu Gexing, you should know, right? Leyan likes..."

Before they could speak, a chilling sound rang out from the horizon.

Beitang Yujian was taken aback: "Eh..." He stopped abruptly after uttering just one word. The voice was so beautiful and captivating that he didn't want to make a sound and ruin it.

A light and cheerful flute melody began to play and echoed across the sky.

In an instant, it spread across the entire battlefield.

And accompanying this invigorating sound, just as the flute's melody faded, the clear, melodious sound of the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) began, its mournful notes rising and falling, melodious and touching, complementing the previously bright and lively flute music. The xiao's melody was like a deep, reserved man, silently waiting, embracing with boundless compassion.

The flute and the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) began to play. Their perfect harmony was heavenly. As the music soared, the entire army was captivated, their souls lost in the music. Some soldiers even unconsciously lowered their bows and arrows.

The music, so full of chivalry and tenderness, completely extinguished any will to fight in those who heard it.

Beitang Yujian and Chu Gexing stood there listening blankly, while behind them, Tang Leyan, who had been keeping her eyes closed, kept moving her hands, and two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks and fell into the mortal world.

At first, you were unintentional

And me, a naive teenager

Love in the mortal world

Only because of that fleeting, silent entanglement of life.

Thinking is a mistake of the world

Or the cause and effect passed down from a previous life

Lifetime All

They would not hesitate to exchange a fleeting moment of yin and yang.

The turbulent world.

That was a sweet and timeless legend about who was with whom.

It's easy to separate, but difficult to reunite.

The eternal sorrow of love and hate

The heart that should have belonged to you

It still protects my chest.

For the sake of those worldly faces that have changed so drastically, those hands that can manipulate events and turn the tides.

"Brother Qiu, it's been a long time." From the horizon, a man dressed in fiery red descended gracefully before the enemy ranks, a flute tucked swiftly at his waist. Despite his red attire, he possessed an unparalleled air of supreme authority; facing a mighty army, he remained calm and composed. His azure eyes were captivating, and his every word and gesture was utterly enchanting.

He stepped forward with light steps, flicked his folding fan, and bowed slightly in greeting. Every move he made was captivating.