The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 756 Crazy Criticism of Beauty to Take Villain Script 86

finally.

   The black soil was picked apart by the long sword.

  The jade pendant was buried in the ground beside the tombstone, covering up all the old things.

   Before leaving, Cen Zhou kowtowed three times to them and called out the only father and mother in his life.

   He resolutely entered the palace with his sword and invited Ying to fight.

   Emperor Liang asked Cen Zhou a question.

   "What are you going to do?"

   "As a minister, take Youzhou for the world. For yourself, bring back my wife!"

   Emperor Liang asked back: "The ritual of worshiping three times and nine kowtows has not yet been completed, how can Zhaoyi be your wife?"

   "A day is, a lifetime is."

   "I hope you won't regret it."

  Cen Zhou met a man on his way out of the palace.

   Qiu Tingzhu lowered his eyes and said gently, "I wish you peace."

   He said, "You don't have to."

   Qiu Tingzhu smiled: "I wanted to say thank you to you three years ago, but unfortunately you have already left."

   When she smiled, she looked like Su Qingan.

   But Cen Zhou never regarded her as Su Qingan.

  The woman is blessed with a blessed body: "The little girl is not talented, and she has not been favored by the general. Since then, you will not have to see each other again."

   "Thank you General for saving your life, the little girl will be grateful for the rest of her life."

  If there must be someone who can't ask for it, it must be her, because she can't bear the person she loves and can't sleep day and night.

   This wishful thinking, she will give it to the **** his behalf.

  Later, this short-lived one-month-long battle caused a sensation in the world. The single-handed major general and the princess who burned the enemy's grain were legendary and heroic stories, which were talked about by everyone and became an indelible stroke in the annals of Daliang's history.

   That day, the fire in Youzhou burned half of the sky red.

   Soar to the sky!

   This is a big gamble.

   "The granary is on fire!"

   "Quickly put out the fire!"

"water!"

  The soldiers in Youzhou were in chaos. Some people were shouting hoarsely, and some people even knelt on the ground, watching all the grain storages disappear and weeping.

  Food is the basis of war. Daliang's troops are strong and strong, and they will surround Youzhou. They can't support it, and they will die.

  Su Qingan came from the fire, blood dripping from her wedding dress, and dark bloodstains meandering along the road.

  The body is full of evil thoughts, but in a trance, he looks like a Bodhisattva with his head bowed on a high platform.

   "Su Qing'an! I killed you!"

   Su Ziheng's roar echoed in the sky, his eyes were completely split.

  The wind ruffled Princess Zhaoyi's long hair. She opened her arms and faced all the soldiers of Youzhou. Her voice was loud and powerful, and she slammed into the night.

   "The army of 300,000 Daliang outside the city is approaching the city, your food and grass have been cut, and there is no more reinforcements, and you will die within seven days!"

   "Follow this palace, keep your life safe, and your wife and children waiting for you to go home. To surrender or not to surrender?!"

  Su Ziheng's private army is only 50,000 horses, and the remaining 100,000 are native Youzhou soldiers, who obey the command of Youzhou commander and have nothing to do with Su Ziheng.

   The flames reflected on everyone's faces, struggling, the Youzhou coach took a deep breath, knelt on the ground first, and shouted.

   One person will descend, and ten thousand will descend.

   "Princess Zhaoyi Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose-!"

   "Princess Zhaoyi Chitose Chitose Chitose Chitose-!"

   "Prince." Su Qingan said calmly to Su Ziheng in a voice that shook the world, "The situation is over."

  From the thirteenth report on Su Ziheng to the arrest of the wedding, from the prince's rebellion to the burning of the granary in Youzhou, he not only won the gambling with Cen Zhou, but also gained fame.

   She knew Su Ziheng's character like the back of her hand. She had inquired about Prime Minister Zhang's various connections before her death. She could draw a map of Youzhou with her eyes closed. She knew she would die, and she was fearless to shatter her bones.

   Recklessness and crazy bets coexist, and everything in the world requires risk.

   is only the honor of the ninety-five, the emperor's tyranny!

"Su Qing'an." Su Ziheng took a step back and looked at the Youzhou soldiers who were kneeling on the ground under the black pressure, and the figure in front of him. His body was cold, and even his bones were so cold that he shivered. It wasn't until this moment that he really understood. In the face of Su Qing'an, what do these three words represent?

   A female stream.

   How about the female flow? In troubled times, the heroes compete!

  Su Ziheng's voice was hoarse, and his face showed a mad look: "Don't forget, there are soldiers in the loneliness! Even if the loneliness is dead, I will drag you to the funeral!"

  The two armies faced off, and the cold night was long.

   In a dark place that no one has ever seen, a cold arrow is quietly erected. The tip of the arrow drinks human blood and eats human flesh, and it will pierce the heart at any time.

   "Go to hell!" Su Mohuan, who was supposed to be in the grassland, smiled tenderly, stood on the city wall, drew a bow, and shot arrows, aiming at Su Qingan.

   tore the air.

   The wind howled.

  Su Mohuan's change was unexpected to everyone.

   Too fast, too fast, Su Qingan couldn't escape.

   In the nick of time—

   A figure in the distance came galloping on a horse in the night, and the horse's hooves broke through thousands of corpses, moving forward!

   The outlines are blurry and thrilling.

   is so familiar again.

   With his bare hands, he held the iron arrow that was aimed at Su Qingan only three inches away from his heart, blood seeped from his fingers, and the arrow was broken!

   A single horse is better than a thousand troops.

"Princess."

  Cen Zhou's voice was cold: "I'll save you."

   He said, I will save you.

   Causal entanglement, again.

  Su Qing'an stared blankly at the figure standing in front of him. He was wearing a wedding dress, with a straight back, a red shirt, and his sleeves. Whose husband is he? Cover up the bloodshed together.

   is Cen Zhou.

   His heart throbbed for a while, but his blood was still boiling for him.

  The long-cherished memories are overwhelming!

   In this battlefield of Huangsha Wanli, she saw through him the last night before her death in her previous life.

   The heavy rain that night was very similar to tonight, but it was a completely different ending.

  The palace wall imprisoned everyone.

   Su Qing'an was surrounded by himself, and it was a dead end.

   Those people's faces were real and clear, holding arrows at her, Su Qingan closed her eyes and was ready to die.

   Never thought about it.

   There will be one person who will fall from the sky!

  The young swordsman rode into the palace on horseback, and the three-foot green front broke through the siege!

  The blade was dripping with blood and wounds all over his body. He walked up to her step by step and extended his hand to her silently.

   "Are you stupid?" Su Qing'an didn't expect him to come back. She seemed to be stunned for a long time and couldn't argue with anger, "This palace has let you go, what are you doing when you come back! So eager to die for this palace?"

   He is always like this, standing in the dark, silent, holding a sword for a day, his back is always straight, as if he doesn't care about anything, and nothing is worth his stay.

  Su Qingan often laughed and said he was just a piece of wood.

   So Su Qingan never thought that she would get Cen Zhou's answer.

   He said: "I will save you."

   It's not that I love you, it's me that saves you, words have nothing to do with the wind and moon, better than the boundless wind and moon.

   So he really came to save her and lost his own life.

   No matter how good he is with swordsmanship, he can't break through the shackled palace and thousands of troops.

   In fact, he could go alone, but unfortunately he brought a fuel bottle, so they couldn't go.

   He only brought a sword when he came, and now he uses this sword to kill one after another who dared to get close to her. Later, Su Qing'an's impression of him was that he was covered in blood.

   (end of this chapter)