I am a heartthrob in Kuaiwen

New Year's Eve of the third year of Yongxing in Dazhao.

Xinqu's army supplies were cut off, and the 26 grassland troops surrounded Xinqu. Late at night, Su Yi led a thousand elite soldiers deep into the enemy's hinterland to take the heads of the thieves. Their lives and deaths were unknown, so Su Xiwen took command of Xinqu.

On the same day, Wen Yu, who had asked for peace talks with Daxia, disappeared on the way. Several officials accompanying him died tragically. The officials in the court were panicking and discussed the matter of moving the capital, but Xiao Jingyuan vetoed it.

Inside the palace.

In the abandoned alchemy room of the Palace of Eternal Life, there were two men in black. One of them was holding the sleeping Xiao Jingchuan in his arms. Their faces were hidden from view with silver masks covering their faces. Su Xiaoxiao pulled Zhou Shan and spoke very fast:

"Shanshan, Ajue and Xiaochuan are entrusted to you. The shadow guards will protect your safety. There is a tips bag in the bag, and the use of these things is written in it."

Su Xiaoxiao glanced behind her to make sure no one was there before continuing:

"Leave quickly."

Ah Jue looked puzzled:

"Xiaoxiao, where are you going?"

He felt uneasy, so Su Xiaoxiao tucked the scattered hair on his forehead behind his ears and said in a soothing tone:

"Xiaoxiao wants Ajue to go to a fun place with Sister Shan for a few days."

Ajue grabbed Su Xiaoxiao’s sleeve:

"Where's Xiaoxiao?"

Zhou Shan's eyes flickered between the two of them. Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, then smiled and patted his hand:

"When I'm done, I'll come find you."

Ajue nodded obediently, and Su Xiaoxiao motioned with her eyes to the two of them to take them away. One of them pressed a pill furnace, and the Lingbao Tianzun in the hall began to vibrate. The sound of the stone door moving was heard, and the tablecloth for worship was lifted. There was a one meter tall person underneath. Gao's secret passage suddenly appeared in front of them. The man in black took out a piece of cloth from his arms and carried Xiao Jingchuan on his back, bowing his head to Su Xiaoxiao:

"Miss, I will take His Highness away."

The two of them got into the secret passage directly. Ajue was still stunned on the spot as Su Xiaoxiao pushed her in first. Zhou Shan held her hand tightly before entering:

"The Queen Mother, together with the slaves..."

Su Xiaoxiao put her index finger on her lips to interrupt her:

"I believe you, please."

Zhou Shan bit her teeth lightly, let go of her hand, and turned around to enter the secret passage. The damp musty smell made her nose uncomfortable. Her eyes were slightly red and she felt that the burden in her arms was as heavy as a thousand pounds. Thinking of the shy smile and instructions of the girl yesterday, Zhou Shan felt uneasy. Sour.

She considered everything but herself.

After watching several people leave, Su Xiaoxiao sighed, put down the curtain and closed the stone door. She looked at the stone door and said goodbye softly with melancholy.

There were so many separations in life, but now she was really the only one.

"Don't be emo, I still have brother here."

The obscene childish voice suddenly appeared, and Su Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes:

"Then I'll tie you up."

The night outside was bright with stars, and Su Xiaoxiao was walking in the palace holding a lantern.

"I thought you would go with them."

A clear male voice sounded from behind. Su Xiaoxiao turned around calmly and looked at the visitor with slightly raised eyebrows:

"Will you let me go?"

Xiao Jingyuan is wearing a brocade fox fur waist with mutton fat white jade, and a gray and white fur hat standing among the blossoming red plums. He is smiling, and his handsome eyebrows as thick as ink have a rare youthful air:

"Won't."

Then tell me a p.

"If you go with them, I'm afraid you'll be shot through by thousands of arrows as soon as you leave the palace."

He spoke in a leisurely tone as if this was a trivial matter. Su Xiaoxiao's eyes were as sharp as a sharp sword that was about to pierce him. This person was really bad from the bottom of his heart. He said it with his mouth. What she did to love her was so disgusting.

"It's just a joke with you. I promised my mother that I would protect Xiaochuan."

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't stand listening, so she flew forward and punched Xiao Jingyuan. Xiao Jingyuan was knocked backwards. Su Xiaoxiao lifted up his clothes and said viciously to him:

"You don't deserve to talk about my aunt, Xiao Jingyuan, if you can, continue to drug me, or I'll beat you every time I see you."

Xiao Jingyuan raised his head and looked directly at her. He saw the disgust in the girl's eyes as she threw him to the ground like a discarded shoe. She stood up and left without even giving him a spare glance. The coldness under her body Through the fox fur, it penetrated into his bone marrow. The air he exhaled while lying on the ground turned into white mist, and the dark sky was not even broken stars. It was as dark and lonely as he had been all his life.

Xilamulun River Basin.

The upper reaches of the Xilamulun River were littered with corpses, and the air was filled with the disgusting smell of blood. The blood dyed the entire river red, while the screams and wails of the tribe not far ahead were still ringing.When the knife fell, blood spattered, and bright red liquid splashed into Su Yi's eyes. He raised his hand and wiped it hard:

"Where is my wife?"

Shanyu's hands and feet were chopped off by Su Yi. He was breathing heavily and his head was stepped on by Su Yi. He rolled his eyes and refused to speak. Su Yi was angered by his attitude and staggered by pulling his pigtails. He was dragged to the center of the tribe. The guarding warriors had been killed long ago. The remaining women, children, and children who were unable to resist were tied up and arranged neatly. Shanyu's wound was cut again by a grass blade, and the tearing pain made him He was about to faint. Su Yi dragged him like a dead dog. His eyes were so full of hatred that he wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives:

"If you don't tell me where my wife's body is, I will kill them."

The blood-red eyeballs were so wide that they were about to fall out:

"You...dare, Su Yi, you...kill...them...tomorrow...we will flatten...Xinqu all the way...to Dazhao."

Su Yi threw him to the ground heavily and raised his hand to signal a soldier to pull out an old man. The soldier raised a knife with a cold face and dropped the old man's head before rolling it in front of Shan Yu. The old face was still frightened, and Shan Yu was dumb. roaring in a voice:

"Su Yi——"

Tribesmen were pulled out one after another, and their frightened cries for mercy made Shan Yu grind his teeth with hatred:

"Your woman's body was dumped on the dunes out back."

The sound of horse hoofbeats was heard in the distance, indicating that the Hu army had returned. The remaining soldiers looked at each other:

"General! It's time to go."

Su Yi looked at the eagle in the sky, lowered his head and cut off Shan Yu's head. He simply wrapped it in a coarse cloth and got on his horse. He whistled and the eagle flew forward.

More than ten people left in a hurry. The Shanyu was dead. Without the leader, the 26 tribes would inevitably fight among themselves. The princes he gave birth to were too young to take charge of the affairs. Su Yi thought about it. The deafening sound of horse hooves gradually approached. The soldiers behind him One after another fell down with a muffled groan, and the sound of sharp blades piercing the air came from behind his ears. He turned over and fell off the horse. The inertia made him roll several times on the sand. When he got up, he saw a man with an unusually beautiful appearance riding a horse, followed behind him. Hundreds of Hu soldiers.

Su Yi stretched out his tongue to lick the wound at the corner of his mouth. The pain made his mind clearer. The man on the horse flew towards him and shot a crossbow arrow from his sleeve. Su Yi barely dodged it sideways. He looked at the person coming and said with gritted teeth:

"Wan Yu."

Wan Yu's long and narrow eyelashes drooped down, and his voice was soft:

"General Su, you should not massacre those innocent tribesmen."

"Huh...innocent? How innocent is my wife?"

Wan Yu's eyes flashed, and she was a little stunned. Su Yi took the opportunity to draw his sword and stab him in the chest. The tip of the sword was about to pierce his Hu shirt, and a messy rain of arrows was shot at him. Wan Yu looked at it indifferently. The sword dropped to the sand dune and dust was thrown up. Su Yi's body was covered with dozens of sharp arrows and he lay on the ground panting hard. Blood continued to flow from his mouth. His hand covered with blood and dirt stretched out towards nothingness. He was confused. His eyes gradually became aimless and his lips moved slightly:

"Hui... mother... Hui mother."

The sand dunes in front of him turned into the city wall of Kyoto. On the night of their wedding that year, he and Hui Niang hurried to the battlefield. She was wearing a red dress, holding a gauze lantern with red eyes, and ran to the city wall to look at him.

Just like this...looking at him...

Wan Yu's ten fingers were curled up and clenched in her palms, and her gloomy face showed exhaustion. The falcon in the sky realized that its master was dead. It dived straight from the sky and hit the ground in a suicidal manner. Blood splashed onto him with broken viscous matter. On the face, Wan Yu calmly wiped it off, this was Su Yi's falcon, and it was also the falcon that found the location of the tribe.