MTL - The World of the Pirate Consort-Chapter 190

A snowflake fell to the corner of Feng Mian's eyes and melted instantly, like a tear, winding down his cheek.

Dark days, white snow, red ice.

Sword light, sword shadow, vector.

Cut 斫, shout, kill and be killed.

No doubt, this battle is fierce. However, no matter how fierce it is, its winning or losing is no longer important as far as it is concerned. Now she just wants to know, what happened to the smokeless night? Tie Feiyang said that he was rescued, but the current situation is definitely not going to save people.

Where did he go?

He looked up and looked around. Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the eaves of the prison's highest prison, where soldiers were fighting fiercely, but because they were at the highest place, not many people. From time to time, soldiers attacked and were kicked down by those guarded there.

Suddenly a stagnation in her heart, she paused, her cold machete stagnated in midair, and remained motionless. There was a bright smile on Qingyan's face.

It turned out that he was rescued on such a high eaves. Tie Feiyang was so cold, she just worried that she was dead.

A sharp Jianguang stabbed into the oblique stab, slashing backhand, and in the future people will retreat, leveraging their strengths, performing light work, flying from the shoulders of countless people, and walking towards the highest eaves. Negligently a few ups and downs, she was already on the eaves.

The dozens of soldiers guarded by the regiments on the ridge of the squatter house are not weak in martial arts. It seems that they should be the elite transferred from Chunshuilou. They looked sorrowful, and the pain in his face was more noticeable when they saw Seser.

He whispered away the people in front of him, stepping on the snow on the eaves, step by step, slowly walking towards the center point around them. The snow on the eaves was so thick that when I stepped on it, the sound of "嚓嚓" came, as if it struck her heartstrings,

There was a cloak of unknown people there, and there was a man lying on it, covered with thick fox fur.

The smile on her lips gradually solidified. She crouched down, staring straight at the person lying there. The sounds around her seemed to disappear. For a moment, her brain seemed to be blank, her breathing was still, and she even stopped breathing. I didn't notice the blood coming out from the wound, and I didn't feel any pain.

She didn't dare to rejoice, fearing that joy would be shattered by reality; nor did she dare to be sad, for that sadness would bring a terrible ending. She could only make her heart empty, step by step, approaching in that direction.

The sky fluttered like a flying flower, falling silently.

如何 How the man lying on the cape is as thin as the cape can withstand the cold.

He squatted down, stretched out his trembling hand, and slowly lifted the fox fur covering the man. When she saw the person under the fox fur, her eyes widened suddenly, and she could no longer believe the scene in front of her.

The muddy and blood-stained clothes have been turned into strips of rags, as if they were smashed by a whip. The original color can no longer be seen. The blood has solidified into a hard dark red, soaked with broken clothes and sticking to the person Maybe it can no longer be called a person, it is just a mass of lifeless flesh, and it still barely maintains the shape of a person. Thousands of scars, scalds, lashes, stab wounds ... were seen everywhere, and there was no one part of the whole body intact. Mo Fa, which was wet about a while ago, had been frozen with blood and water into a thin ice shell, together with flying snowflakes, covering his eyebrows. Secretly shaking his fingers, he carefully removed the layer of snow and red ice, revealing in front of her eyes a scalded face, there was no perfect skin at all, and he could not distinguish his original appearance.

谁 Who is this tough, flesh-blooded, breathless person?

Where is the smokeless night?

"Where is King King? Where is King King?" Secretly turned, his lips twitched, and a rigid smile appeared on Muran's face, and he asked the guard behind him softly.

"Prince, please mourn!" The guard said to Tesse with respectfully and tears.

"Sorrow, what sorrow for my festival, what about the king?" Suddenly, he saw the cloud frivolity standing on the outermost edge.

In the midst of the blizzard, Yun Qingkang was standing on the edge of the eaves, and the wind was very strong at a high place. He raised his shirt with a bleak and bleak taste.

She walked quickly to his side and asked coldly: "Yun Qingren, where is the King? Where did you save him?"

Yun Yun turned back madly, startled, she never saw Yun Qing mad face with such a terrible expression. Yes, terrible! Sadness is terrible! He glanced frantically, and he didn't speak for a long time.

What do you want him to say?

Happiness changes smoothly? !! Or what?-The dead are dead, the living is precious! ?

Do not! He couldn't say anything.

只能 He could only stare at Seser, his lips trembling for a long time, but he could not say a word.

"Clouds are crazy! No smoke at night? If you don't speak anymore, I will kill you!" Seser said coldly, reaching out and clenching the crescent knife in his hand.

Jin Yun gazed frantically at the anger in his eyes. Without saying a word, he slowly walked to the man who was fuzzy in flesh and knelt down.

"Yun Qiang, you tell me, who is this?" Secretly asked, her lips hung out the forced smile, trying to suppress the panic that suddenly came from her heart with a smile.

Jin Yun looked back frantically, staring at Deer in bleak eyes, and whispered, "Fei Yang was rescued from King's cell where he was being held."

He must have been rescued from his cell?

Do not!

This person is definitely not smokeless at night!

How could it be like this without smoke! ?

何 He is so romantic and elegant, not fluttering in white clothes, or a splendid suit, with delicate patterns embroidered on the placket. So noble and elegant, how could it be so lifeless. What a terrific beauty he was, how and how such a vague face.

How could the smokeless night die! ?

He is so strong, how can it, how can he die? !!

She didn't believe it, it was definitely not him!

Sui Sui remembered suddenly that Ye Yan's left shoulder had been bitten by her, leaving a scar on his teeth.

His lips clenched tightly, his teeth almost biting his lips. She stretched out her finger and opened the cloth on his left shoulder. By the light of snow, she saw a dreadful and terrible burn on the bare left shoulder. Even if there was a scar, she could not see it.

He's not!

"The cloud is mad, he is not your master at all!" Sederingly stood up and grinned, "He has no scar on his left shoulder! No such scar!"

Jin Yun looked up in anger and compassion, gazing at the light smile on Selse's face, which made her look extraordinarily beautiful.

Damn, it's already so injured. Where can I find scars, even if they are covered by new injuries, where can I find them?

"The bones of his right wrist are broken!"

骨折 "Fracture, what's wrong with the fracture?" Seser asked with a sneer.

Jin Yun said lightly and dreamily: "In the past, Lord Wang shot you off the cliff with the wrong palm, and went back to regret it, and then broke his right hand."

Ye Yefeng suddenly seemed to be cold, bitterly cold, and with a full chill, whistled across her cheek, perforated into her bones with pervasive pain.

She never knew that he had broken his right wrist.

Because she mistakenly photographed her on the cliff, she broke her wrist bone. No wonder he knows his left-handed sword, and it must have been practiced when his right hand was injured.

She stunned, and there was an amber-like hard part in her heart, broken into pieces, broken into dust, and she never felt such despair even when the cliff gave up.

All suspicions, all unbeliefs, are stirred up at this moment.

A choking sensation struck, her eyes darkened, and she fell on the snow-covered eaves.

It was so cold, she never knew how the snow-cold cold was such a thorough bone, slowly penetrated into her skin and penetrated into her heart.

She bit her lip fiercely, got up from the snow, reached out and hugged the already stiff body that was no longer breathing, she wrapped him tightly with fox fur, praying for the last warmth to wake him up Turn around.

On the execution ground, he rushed to the horse, rescued her, stirred her ripples and stirred the waves like a stagnant heart, but he left her silently and left her forever.

How cruel!

She waited stupidly in Xuanyuan Mansion, and she fought hard with this army. In fact, she knew for a long time that he would never come back as a substitute. She was just eager to get a lucky accident and let their love return. There is a hint of life.

But fate will not always take care of her. After she squandered the opportunity again and again, he was greeted by his corpse, his flesh and blood. She did not even have a chance to glance at his face. The only mark that could identify him was that he was She broke her right hand.

From the narrow road on the way to the incense, to the cold confrontation in the King's Mansion, from a harmony on the upper floor of the Linjiang River, to the tenderness of Yanbo Lake, from the wave of a knife under the cliff of the Black Mountain to the water dragon island Sorrow to sue ...

If God is not willing to give them time, why give them the chance to love ...

He lay quietly in her arms, just like in Chunshui Tower, hugging and sleeping peacefully overnight. At that time, they only said that this was just the most common night in their lives, and they didn't know that life would be separated from death. And that faint happiness, even if it exhausts its manpower, it can no longer be recovered.

Tears burst from her eyes, and she stubbornly stopped. But can the pain be severely cut off?

I can't!

She got up, there was no expression on Jade's face, like the ice and snow in the cold night, cold without temperature.

"Who is it, and who is tortured by him?" She asked coldly, gritting her teeth.

"The prisoner in his cell said that it was the dog emperor Ye Wuchen," said a guard beside him.

He smiled dreamily and dreamily, put the smokeless night on the eaves gently, and covered him gently.

She got up, stood on the eaves, squinted, looked down, and looked at the battle group below. In front of Ye Wuchen, there were several generals in armor and dozens of palace masters in the Guards costumes. Tie Feiyang was entangled by Mo Xunhuan and couldn't rush in at all.