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

  Chapter 757 Crazy Criticism of Beauty for Taking Villain Script 87

  Su Qingan looked at him, not knowing why she was in so much pain, it was so painful that her whole body almost collapsed!

   She didn't collapse when she was about to die, but now seeing Cen Zhou's injuries, she was going crazy.

   She hoarsely called him to go, scolded him for expelling him, and he said, "Let's go together."

   "Sister!" At that time, Su Mohuan was wearing bright red clothes, standing between Nie Chengye and the prince's brother, smiling, and spit out a sweet reason, "As long as you kill Cen Zhou, the prince's brother will spare you the death penalty, okay?"

  Cen Zhou was difficult to tame, and even today he dared to risk his life to save Su Qing'an, but he had already decided, and staying here would be a trouble later.

   is also a threat to the prince’s brother, so it’s better to get rid of it quickly.

   At that time, Cen Zhou lowered his eyes, covered in blood, and his tone was surprisingly calm, and said to Su Qingan, "I can't get out, so kill me."

  Su Qing'an didn't understand how he could let her kill him in such a calm tone, just like she didn't understand why he came back.

   "I won't kill you because I love you." Su Qingan was smiling, her fingers brushing the wound on Cen Zhou's face, her movements were gentle, and she never took half a step away from the boy.

   At that moment, something dazzling flashed in Cen Zhou's eyes. It was too dark to see clearly.

   Her biological sister, who had spent her whole life protecting her, had a **** knife in her heart at this moment. She said to Su Mohuan, "Ah Huan, my sister has taught you so much, and she has also taught you. She cuts the mess with a quick knife."

  Nie Chengye picked up the bow and arrow. He couldn't see Su Mohuan being bullied. His girl couldn't shoot arrows.

after that.

   It was Cen Zhou who blocked the mysterious arrows shot from above the palace wall and in all directions for Su Qing'an.

   His blood was on her.

You say that this person is also strange. He is always cold everywhere, his expression is cold, his body temperature is cold, his sword is also cold, but his blood is warm and hot. The heart that was riddled with holes.

   To death, to death—he looked at her with indifferent eyes, and at the last glance, the wind and rain were mixed, and he could not see the slightest deviation.

   seems to be just right to save her.

  Su Qingan felt that he was really stupid, he should have hated that she used her private power to imprison him in the palace wall, and forcibly broke the sword of the Fourteen Frost and Cold States!

  Should hate that she cut off his freedom and life on a whim, and let him stay in the princess' mansion forever as a dark guard!

   should also hate her for doing everything possible to make him bow down and respect her as the master!

   In short, you should have hated her thoroughly, wished you could kill her quickly, but shouldn't have come to save her and ruined his life.

  Su Qingan felt confused for the first time. It rained for a long time that night. The rain and blood mixed together and flowed from his feet. There were his and hers.

   He covered her eyes and pushed her away: "Run."

   Before he died, he opened a **** path for her.

   In fact, we all know that we can’t run.

  Su Mohuan's face was gloomy, and she was extremely annoyed. She snatched the bow and arrow from Nie Chengye's hand.

   His fingertips trembled for some reason.

   As long as I am alone, is it so difficult for you?

  Sister, go to hell.

   With a sound of "咻—", the sharp arrow in Su Mohuan's hand pierced the air and flew like lightning!

  Su Qing'an was wearing a white dress stained with blood, and looked up at the sky above numbly, as if she saw the years of her childhood struggling desperately in the deep palace.

   She stretched out her hand, and the picture was shattered.

   The sharp arrow shot by Su Mohuan himself penetrated Su Qingan's heart.

  The pain runs through the body, so how much pain does he have?

Before she died, she endured the pain and hugged him, whispering in his ear, like a secret that only belonged to two people, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and the person she was holding was dead, she said, "Don't be in the next life. When you meet me, you will be clean, in your rivers and lakes."

   They died together.

  The red and white tiled palace walls buried their lives.

  If you ask Su Qingan what was the last thought before his death? What she was thinking about was her road to imperial power, that her great cause was not completed, and that she was full of ambition and failed miserably!

   But it seems that there is also the deepest part of the heart, remembering the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart, and also remembering a person's blood.

  Youzhou.

   The lonely moon is in the sky.

   "Kill!" Su Ziheng shouted to the sky, commanding his 50,000 private soldiers, "Kill!"

Su Qing'an was drawn to her senses by the sound of the fighting, her eyes were covered with light blood, reflecting Cen Zhou's back, her heart was in severe pain, suppressing all her thoughts, and said hoarsely: "The one who captures the prince is for Da Liang. Hero!"

   The night was eternally silent and deep, and the flames in the sky tore open a gap, burning an unquenchable light.

  Youzhou soldiers fought against the prince's private army. Either you died or I died. In this ups and downs of the country, everyone has their own masters, and there is no way out!

  The corpses were scattered everywhere, and the blood flowed into rivers.

   "Su Qing'an!" Zhang Song rushed over on a horse, full of revenge for his father, "Death!"

  Cen Zhou raised the sword in his hand with a stern action.

   The two confronted, and the sword was light and cold.

The    white blade pierced Zhang Song's chest, the man fell off the horse, and blood flowed out of his body.

  Cen Zhou's expression was icy cold, his sword was cold in Youzhou, he killed one person after another, and never let anyone come within three feet of Su Qing'an!

   Too similar… Too similar…

   is clearly him.

  Su Qingan stood behind him, her eyes were fascinated by the wind, and her eyes were hot. She said to Cen Zhou, thousands of words, and finally condensed into one sentence: "Be careful."

  The man looked back at her, his eyes pierced through Su Qingan's heart, something has never changed, he nodded, and his voice was cold: "What are you afraid of? I won't let you have an accident."

  Su Qing's warm feelings slowly rose from the bottom of her heart. Some people have never changed from beginning to end.

   The sound of horns filled the sky, the frost was heavy, and the city gate of Youzhou was pierced by the Major General's spear, and then an army of 300,000 people followed closely and rushed into the city gate, all with golden armor for a while!

  The King of Nanning, the Prince of Nanning, and General Nie Chengye all rushed to the battlefield and killed the Prince's private soldiers.

   "Qingqing! I'm here!" Gu Feibai turned around and smiled at Su Qingan.

Su Ziheng hid behind the city wall in horror, watching Zhang Song also collapse, his eyes were blood red, although his subordinates wanted Iron Arrow, he moved slowly, finding the best shooting point in the chaos, exhausting his life knowledge, forcing himself Calm down and aim at Su Qing'an.

   Su Qing'an's back is Cen Zhou.

  Su Ziheng scolded inwardly, smashed the boat, built a bow, and shot arrows—

   "Su Ziheng, put down the arrow!"

  Lu Nanxu spoke sternly, coughed violently for several times, looked up at the city wall, his voice was cold and pierced through the dark night: "How did I teach you before? Have you forgotten?!"

  Su Ziheng froze, and from the city wall, he saw the young man standing on the ground full of corpses.

  Born to be pure and arrogant.

   This is the person Su Ziheng hated the most, but he was also the person he admired when he was young, all hope that in the harsh blows of the other party, finally turned into a broken pot and a broken revenge mentality.

   Now, Su Ziheng was stabbed in the eye by his disappointment, and shouted with an arrow.

   (end of this chapter)