Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

Fear spread over the high turrets.

"What are they going to do? Are they all crazy?" The woman screamed in fear, she was no longer an elegant lady, her neat and clean dress was covered with red blood.

The men and women who fled in panic, panicked and screamed with desperate fear.

"Leave, here." Sui Bo's cloudy old eyes exuded an unknown light, like two real knives, and the obscure old eyes were full of fierceness.

"This group of damned slaves, I'm going to skin them and hang them on the city gate!" A vicious voice came out of the old man's mouth. He was like a poisonous snake, speaking the most vicious words in his mouth.

"follow me."

The only two soldiers took out their long swords from their waists, and fought with the warriors charging upwards.

Wu Xiang stood on the high platform, unmoved, and looked into the distance quietly. The woman licked her thin lips lightly, her dark green eyes were slightly cold, and the sounds of nature came to her ears.

"Do you still remember the scene when we met for the first time?" The woman's back was beautiful, and she asked the anaconda who was about to leave.

"the first time?"

Touching his old face wrinkled into bark, Sui Bo stared at his young wife and said, "Remember, when you were 16 years old and you were just about to bloom, I still remember your cry that day."

Greedily sweeping over every skin of Wu Xiang's body, his man-eating eyes nakedly revealed the old man's true inner thoughts.

He looked at a piece of meat near his mouth like a hungry wolf.

The silk-like white dress was extremely beautiful on this brown-haired, green-eyed girl. At this moment, she seemed to blend with the blue sky.

"The sky is so blue, as beautiful as the sky of Carthage."

If only, if only in Carthage.

Wu Xiang, who escaped from Carthage, still remembered that it was a sunny day, with a white corridor, shelves full of purple fruits, and a beautiful white carriage brought her to this place.

Nothing else in the long white dress, humiliated and raped by an old man who forcibly took off all his clothes, just so that one day he could go back, he could go back to Carthage.

From then on, my brother is no longer my brother, and my lover is no longer my lover.

"I hate you, every part of you makes me sick."

"At that time, I was thinking, one day I will kill this man who humiliated me, and I will decide my own life. I am not a gift for a man." Wu Xiang smiled sweetly!The soldiers who gathered slightly stood in place, quietly listening to the conversation between the two.

"Hahaha!"

"You want to kill me?" He satirized Wu Xiang with mocking eyes, overthinking himself.

"Yes, then please die now! I remember you said that you are willing to die for me?" The woman tilted her head, a rose with thorns, blooming to the extreme, just like that day, when she was 16 years old.

"I just killed those two guys, but I never thought that the person who killed me would be you!" The old man's hoarse roar was the last wail of the trapped beast.

"I thought I would die at the hands of the Great Master or Ye Zen."

Wu Xiang stared intently at Sui Bo's face, her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Do you think I will keep the two of them forever? You know, they have threatened my control over Xiangsui. So I have to kill them." The old man's hoarse voice and ferocious smile are impressive Scalp tingling.

The woman's eyes flickered, and suddenly she giggled, and there was an inexplicable emotion in her evil eyes.

"Die or die, I don't care."

"Really don't care? Your brother, Great Lord?"

Wu Xiang giggled coquettishly and said: "You are wrong about one thing, the great master is not my brother, Ye Chan is my brother."

"Of course it was." Sui Bo's eyes widened, and then he laughed loudly: "I see, no wonder you look so much like Ye Zen, you three have been lying to me all the time!"

Taking the long knife from Hei Yan's hand, the woman stood firm, holding the handle tightly with both hands, the bells on her ankles jingled, her smooth white jade feet stepped on the ground piled with flesh and blood, like a bloodthirsty murderer walking out of the blood .

The old man saw that the woman walking towards him finally lost his composure just now, he yelled at Hei Yan angrily, and said: "Is this how you treat me? You must know that I gave your life! I gave it to Sui Bo! All that you have is mine for you! Glory, Fame!"

"No, my life is my own. Everything you say, the glory in your eyes is to me, and to all of us, it is to use our life for your enjoyment. What kind of bullshit glory is that?"

Hei Yan glanced down at the anaconda, and said calmly.

Seeing his young wife approaching him step by step, the long knife still had red blood stains and blood clots on it, so the anaconda fled frantically.

Do you still remember what you were like in the past?

The knife in the woman's hand kept piercing her body back and forth, blood flowed from the wound, and the anaconda covered the skeleton on its stomach, with the soft, sticky and broken internal organs sticking to the middle of the palm, looking at the foam in the hand.

I'm probably going to die.

The picture in the memory gradually became clear.

To die is to know nothing, to think nothing.

The old man opened his eyes unwillingly, and exhaled his last breath.

The frenzied movements of the woman's hands cut Sui Bo's body into a bloody mess, beyond recognition. She was venting and complaining.

Silently, the soldiers looked at the crazy woman.

The life for people's enjoyment suddenly rebelled one day. They howled for freedom and fought for life.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

The deafening cries were filled with shouts in different languages. The slaves held knives and shields and fought with the soldiers, and the blood and flesh piled up on the ground.

Hei Yan took big strides, wrapped around the mad woman, controlled her emotions, and whispered in the woman's ear: "Calm down, he's dead, let go! I need you to order those soldiers to surrender."

Her whole body was stiff, and with a bang, the long knife fell to the ground. The woman turned around and leaned against Hei Yan's chest, sobbing.

"Everything is over, he's dead." He patted the woman's back lightly with his hands and comforted her.

"Yes, you are right!"

Wu Xiang withdrew from the man's arms, wiped away her tears, stared at the corpse on the ground, nodded slightly, showing a beautiful and hearty smile, and the corners of her mouth were raised.

She stood on the high platform, her clear and beautiful voice lingered, "All soldiers obey my order, put down their weapons now."

Seeing the hostess, everyone stopped what they were doing. They put down their weapons and obeyed the nobleman's request.

The woman left a back view, she was as proud as a swan, her footsteps were brisk, and her glamorous aura made people dare not look directly at her.

"Peel off the skin of this old thing and hang it on the city wall."

At this moment, she is smiling like a flower.

Hei Yan looked at the woman, but his heart sank to the bottom.