This villain's style is crooked

outside the capital.

The fiery red sunset glows in the sky.

The reddish-brown soil can no longer be distinguished whether it is soaked by the blood river or reflected by the sky.

The corpses and broken limbs wrapped in broken blood clothes were scattered throughout the wilderness.

There was a gust of breeze, sending a thick stench.

The soldiers of Yuanchang stood with their backs to the battlefield, like silent statues, guarding the woman in the distance behind, holding a knife and kneeling on the ground.

A long sword passed through her back and was firmly nailed into the ground.

Only half of the broken right leg was left, and the bones were exposed in the blurred flesh and blood, as if supporting the bruised body.

Lucha coughed weakly, spattering a little blood.

The last breath he held with his demon power was about to disperse.

It hurts so much...

How long has it been since I've had such a good time...

Glancing a few steps away, Xi Hanfeng's head was cut in half, from the incision, dripping dark yellow mucus, Lu Cha reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips, showing a hint of complacency.

The dog is dead without a whole body, but her head is still intact, hee hee~

The system, which had been frightened for a long time, shivered while clutching the small handkerchief, and couldn't help complaining in a low voice:

【You are not much better. 】

After finishing speaking, he quickly went offline, for fear that the host would chop it into pieces.

Lucha's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Tsk, coward.

The rapid sound of hooves suddenly came from behind.

Lu Cha wanted to look back, but the long sword was too deep into the ground, and she didn't have enough strength to break free.

The wound on the abdomen, but because of this almost imperceptible movement, a stream of heat gushed out.

Until that pale face came into view, Lu Cha opened her lips with difficulty, and her very soft voice seemed to be coquettish:

"Xun Ji...I can't move anymore..."

Xun Ji, who fell from his horse and crawled to the ground, was kneeling in front of Lu Cha, covered in blood.

Tears poured out of her pupils, like a flood that burst a bank.

His helplessly raised hands trembled uncontrollably, and he wanted to touch them, but he didn't know that there was half an inch of the armor that was dyed bright red, intact?

Your Highness... His Highness...

"Slave, take you home, okay..."

The wind here is too cold.

Cold to the bone.

Lu Cha hummed lightly: "You have to protect Yuanchang..."

"I'm waiting for you..."

The little girl exhausted her last strength and raised a bright smile.

The next moment, she slid heavily, and at the moment when she was about to fall to the ground, Xun Ji leaned forward and hugged her.

The standing blade pierced slightly into his chest.

Xun Jiwan seemed to feel no pain, hugged the little girl tightly, grabbed the blade of the sword behind her, and slowly drew it out.

On the scratched palm, the flesh was split open, and blood flowed out.

It mixed with the little girl's blood.

Xun Ji was not happy at all.

He picked up the little girl blankly, bent over, walked staggeringly, searched, and muttered to himself:

"Slave, I want to take Your Highness home completely..."

Yes, the moon hangs high.

Xun Ji rummaged through the corpses, stepped on the pool of blood, numbly picked up one after another, but none of them were correct.

Why can't he find His Highness's legs?

A Zhuo, who had already arrived, couldn't read any more, and stopped Xun Ji who was trying to search again:

"Master, the soldier said that His Highness's right leg was trampled into mud by a horse's hoof."

Xun Ji was startled.

He lowered his head dumbly.

The soil is loose and dark red like ink.

Buried the little girl, every inch of flesh and blood.

Xun Ji knelt on the ground limply, the sadness that had been suppressed in his throat finally rushed out.

He shouted hoarsely, tears falling down one by one.

Like a lost child, crying in panic.

This time, there was no one else, smiling to wipe away the moisture from the corners of his eyes.

a long time.

Xun Ji pressed his cheek lightly to the little girl's face, and said in a hoarse and gentle voice, "It's not good to be a slave, I can't find your legs."

"When you get home, you whip the slave, and the slave will never hide."

While coaxing the little girl, Xun Ji climbed up with her in his arms and walked towards the city.

Looking at the staggering figure of the man, like a man in a daze, repeating those two sentences non-stop, A Zhuo's eyes trembled slightly.

Master, are you crazy?

-

Outside Shangshu's mansion.

Xun Ji hugged the little girl and knelt on the long steps outside, letting people come and go, casting complicated gazes.

Luo Jinshuang, who received the notification from the servant, hadn't opened her mouth yet, boom——

Xun Ji leaned over and kowtowed: "I beg Miss Luo, please ask Divine Doctor Ye to come to Beijing and save Your Highness."

Ethereal Valley of Medicine, the living dead, flesh and bones.

Your Highness, you can open your eyes and look at him.

Seeing Xun Ji with loose and hollow pupils, tightly hugging the little girl covered in blood in her arms, Luo Jinshuang tried to open her eyes wide to prevent the tears that swirled inside from falling.

Put a porcelain bottle in front of him:

"Old Ye, I can only guarantee that His Highness's body will not rot for a hundred days."

Xun Ji stared blankly at the porcelain vase: "Your Highness, it will be here long ago. Is this day?"

Luo Jinshuang didn't answer, and didn't know how to explain it.

That day at the Princess Chang's mansion, His Highness asked her to send Xi Hanfeng a map of the underpass in the capital to help him escape, and then contacted Ye Lao to ask if there was any way to keep the corpse from decomposing.

His Highness wanted to use his own death to appease the anger of the people, put an end to anyone, and hand over Xun Ji to death in order to stabilize the hearts of the people.

She didn't agree, but His Highness said——

"Shuangshuang, this is my way home, believe me, I will live well in another world."

"Let's keep it a secret."

She is also a person from another world and her only friend, how can she refuse?

Seeing Luo Jinshuang fell into silence, Xun Ji grabbed the porcelain bottle and stood up, without asking, nodded slightly: "Thank you..."

Luo Jinshuang was startled, and closed her eyes with a sigh.

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

"May you be safe."

The words floating in the wind, I don't know if they were spoken to Xun Ji, or wished for the little girl who never heard from her again.

-

The princess mansion, Xiyuan's bedroom.

Xun Ji gently put the little girl on the bed, and carefully put the medicine in the porcelain bottle into her mouth.

Immediately, he took off the cold and sticky armor for her, fetched warm water, and carefully wiped the blood stained on her face.

After tidying up, Xun Ji took out the flower candle hidden in the cabinet, lit it with a fire inch, and put it on the table.

He gently held the little girl's slightly cool hand, and the tear-stained cheeks seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge and warm color by the candlelight:

"I made dragon and phoenix flower candles. I thought they would be used in the bridal chamber of the wedding next month, but Your Highness, quietly fell asleep."

"Actually, I lied to you back then. I took the lotus seed soup from the kitchen, but I have learned how to do it now."

"The bodhi seed bracelet was also stolen by the slave."

Xun Ji intermittently told the little girl about the bad things he had done.

Until his voice was so hoarse that he could no longer utter a syllable, he lay down slowly, hugged the little girl tightly, and kissed her forehead.

In the dim peach blossom eyes, there was a desolate mist, and even the little scars at the end of the eyes faded from red, and fell into darkness.

No matter what His Highness does, slave, I still like you.

-

The dragon and phoenix candles burned for four days and four nights.

Except for A Zhuo who came in occasionally and tricked Xun Ji into having a few bites of food in the name of the eldest princess, Lingying and Nanny Li were all kept out.

Early morning of the fifth day.

Xun Ji took the initiative to open the wooden door of the bedroom, wearing a little girl's silver armor, and gave orders in an orderly manner:

"Let Lingying and Nanny Li take care of His Highness, others are forbidden to enter."

"Notify Emperor Yuanchang and send troops to me."

"Take a complete map of all nations."

Looking at Xun Ji's indifferent and cold face, which seemed to have returned to his previous appearance, A Zhuo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and followed suit.

Before leaving, Xun Ji turned around and glanced greedily at the little girl on the bed.

Your Highness, please wait a little longer.

-

Because of the tragic death of the eldest princess on the battlefield and the beheading of Prince Xijing, the people in the frontier can no longer blame Xun Ji.

After all, the other party has also lost the person they love the most, and they have tasted the same pain as them.

And Xun Ji, like crazy, led Yuanchang's soldiers and horses to attack the surrounding countries step by step.

However, as long as you surrender, you won't kill a single person.

Except Sekyung.

On the night when Yuanchang soldiers and horses invaded the capital of Emperor Xijing, the fire in the palace lit up the sky, and everyone was wailing and screaming.

Xun Ji, who was outside the palace gate, turned a deaf ear to it, and gently touched the broken Yanling Saber with its curled blade in his hand.

In a daze, I saw the sweet little girl smiling.

You are also very happy, Your Highness.

The time in March passed by in a blink of an eye, and winter went to spring.

Xun Ji conquered the various countries day and night, and was invincible. Finally, he helped Yuan Chang unify the world.

The day of Waking of Insects.

Spring thunder sounds, everything grows.Gale novel

The capital of Yuanchang can be said to be extremely lively when all nations come to court.

The Imperial Palace, outside the Golden Luan Hall.

Prime Minister Chu looked at the monarchs or envoys from various countries, mighty and mighty stepping up the long steps, with tears streaming down his face.

Your Highness, the promise has been fulfilled.

For a moment.

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and asked Chu Jinghong who was beside him, "Where is Concubine Xun?"

"Don't the great heroes come to celebrate together?"

Chu Jinghong couldn't help looking at the location of the eldest princess's mansion: "He should have gone to look for His Highness."

-

At the same time, the Princess Palace.

On the ground of Xiyuan's courtyard, a large pit was dug, and inside was a coffin made of gold silk ebony.

Xun Ji hugged the little girl in wedding clothes, lay down carefully, and impatiently pierced his heart with a dagger.

Satisfied with a smile, he kissed the little girl's dark purple lips.

Your Highness, I have the right to look for you.

-

above the void.

Lying in the dormant cabin, the man whose face was covered by a strange black cloth tickled his fingertips lightly, feeling a little worried.

Some of the small balls surrounding it were dimmed, while others were shining with luster.

He thought that stirring up the little flower demon's desire to win would make her stay for him or generate interest.

But now...

On the small ball that was a little closer to the man, it stayed on the scene of Xun Ji holding Lu Cha's corpse

He pinched his cold clothes lightly, seemingly annoyed.

It seems that I used the wrong method?