Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 40: Thunder comes suddenly

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The sound of a sharp arrow cutting through the air has never sounded so desperate. The arrow, splitting the light and glancing through the air, chasing the wind, and shooting directly at Meng Fuyao with a speed that the naked eye cannot catch!

"Boom!"

At the same time, there was a sudden loud bang at the gate of the first heavy palace, and then the shouts came like a tide. The first general in black armor and yellow turban, two long eyebrows were joined together, it was Fang Minghe .

Qi Xunyi moved the color and shouted, "Minghe, you are here!"

Fang Minghe laughed loudly, and the voice of bringing his inner strength came from afar, "Congratulations, your majesty!"

Qi Xunyi was stunned when he heard this. Before he could speak, Fang Minghe had already rolled his sleeves and smiled, "Let's come all the way and kill it!"

The last triple palace gates are quite far apart, but even at such a distance, you can still hear the blood and breath on the soldier's iron armor, and the murderous aura of trampling on people's heads!

It can be imagined that just now, Fang Minghe's army thought King Qi succeeded and broke through the gate all the way into the capital. How many corpses were there, how many people fell on their heads, how many flames were lit, and how many lives were weeping!

Fang Minghe was full of spirits, looking forward to the bright future of Cong Chongchen, but did not notice the discoloration of King Qi. Yuan Zhaoxuan beside him smiled and shook his head.

But Yuan Zhaoxuan's gaze did not look at the army rushing forward. What he saw was Meng Fuyao who was shot by an arrow.

Arrived! While whizzing and speeding in the air, he suddenly turned a direction in the midair that was about to approach Meng Fuyao. The arrow fell with a weird sound, and the arrow hit Meng Fuyao's horse.

The steed was in pain, and the people stood up with a frantic hiss, and then jumped wildly and ran forward all the way.

Meng Fuyao was so overwhelmed that she couldn't help ups and downs, gritted her teeth and grabbed the reins to prevent her from being dismounted. The violent gallop made her whole body seem to fall apart. Meng Fuyao bit her lip and struggled to wrap the reins around. On his wrist, he tried his best to look back at Yuan Zhaohu.

She looked back, her scattered black hair threw out a black brocade, covering half of her face, the eyes that showed between the strands of hair were complicated and difficult to understand.

The gaze is like a bridge, passing through the chaotic crowd in an instant, like crossing the sky, crossing the Forgotten River, and reaching the other shore.

In front of her is the rushing tide of iron armor, behind the chasing King Qi guards, and in between is Yuan Zhaoxu, who is still smiling, standing there with his sleeves fluttering, raising his eyes to meet Meng Fuyao's complicated gaze. His lips moved.

A faint sound was transmitted into the ear, and the calm tone of the Taishan collapse that belonged to that person was unchanged.

"Be careful."

Meng Fuyao’s heart slammed, and then he felt that he was bumping again. After the arrow hit the ground just now, it bounced again and hit the horse back again with great precision. The steed hissed angrily and lifted its hoof. Meng Fuyao ran out like lightning.

Meng Fuyao was like being in the waves, ups and downs involuntarily, was carried by a horse and went straight to the second door. She looked at the palace door that was half open because Fang Minghe rushed into the palace, and watched the thousands of guards lined up in full armor. Looking at Pei Yuan who was holding the sword guarding the palace gate, a bleak mood suddenly rose from the bottom of my heart-hey, how could it be possible to break through this way?

She tried to look back at Yuan Zhaohui, but she didn't notice a rare panic in her eyes.

Yuan Zhaoxun raised his eyes and looked at her steadily. Meng Fuyao, who was strong and brave because of factors, showed such a look in the crisis and his heart trembles. His smile faded a little, but his expression was full. It's kind of soft.

She's afraid, isn't she dead...

The steed rushed forward. In the rear, as soon as King Qi waved his hand, the guards wanted to chase him. Yuan Zhaobao said indifferently, "The prince, the prince doesn’t seem to leave the palace gate. You have to step up the search for the palace. The staff here, just Don’t stop here."

Qi Xunyi's face was blue and hesitant, Yuan Zhaoxun said again, "It is more appropriate for you to lead someone to search for the prince. As for this...I can share your worries for you."

Qi Xunyi glanced at him, only thinking that this person was not so reliable, but at this time Fang Minghe wanted to lead the troops, and the Yan family and Pei family wanted to guard the gate. No one else was available, thinking that most of his own forces are now Here, no one can find any water in this area, so he responded and took someone to search the palace. Then he hurriedly sent a signal to Fang Minghe to send a group of people to block all the roads to the guard camp.

"Then, please, Mr., these two suspicious men and women, please capture them."

Yuan Zhao smiled and replied, "Don't worry!"

Qi Xunyi left, Yuan Zhaoxuan suddenly raised his head, smiled at the tower, and waved his hand, leading the guard to "chase" Meng Fuyao.

Immediately ahead, Yun Hen's entire body shrank behind the horse, and could not help flying the arrow ahead to protect Meng Fuyao, but he watched the army approaching between the half-open door and the tightly blocked The Erdaomen guard couldn't help but let out a desperate sigh in his heart.

...It turns out that the prince didn't walk from the palace gate, so he killed her. No matter what, he had to fight his life and have to keep her.

On the opposite side, General Pei looked at the men and women who rushed. Such a thin pair of people seemed to be just a small spot in the long and wide sky. Behind him, the thousands of troops seemed to be just With a light wave, they can be crushed to death. General Pei and Pei Yuan smiled contemptuously, but still refused to indulge, and waved suddenly!

"Om!"

The arrows burst like a rainstorm, shooting from the second gate of the palace in the distance, turning into a black cloud, whistling in the air like a devil cry, and instantly across the sky, through the cracked layer of clouds, and shoot directly at the lonely man and woman in the corridor.

The steed hissed miserably, and shot into a beehive in an instant, all of them fell to death.

With a clear cry, the cloud mark jumped up, and his body jumped out of the air like a flying fish half arc. The sword danced like a stream of light, condensed into a round wall of light, firmly guarding Meng Fuyao in it, and his imperial sword became a trick , Dancing himself into a whirlwind of wind, that wind does not sweep or roll, but always surrounds the person beside him, everywhere, everywhere.

Yan Lie, guarding the gate of Sandaomen, and General Pei, guarding the gate of Erdaomen, are both martial arts masters, and they have excellent eyesight. At a glance, this young man is desperately desperate to use the highest sword in martial arts swordsmanship. The technique turned swords into energy, as strong as gold and iron, and the two of them couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and then a cold smile appeared at the corners of their mouths.

Everyone knows that controlling the sword with true energy for a long period of time is a totally desperate style of play. In the slightest, the skill will be greatly reduced, and in the worst case, it will be destroyed.

Yan Lie's eyes showed a trace of ridicule--so desperately, looking for death! He smiled coldly, and turned his head indifferently.

Yun Hen no longer thinks about anything at this moment, he has only one thought left to protect her! She was dragged into the water by him, and could not let her be shot by the Ten Thousand Army between the gates of this palace!

The sorrowful wind roars fiercely, and the light moon tilts. The black arrows that came from the seizure flying, were swept away by the seizure flying again, and blasted into the blue sky in all directions, blowing up the floating clouds. Scattered around, exploding countless painful gaps in the sky, and then in those gaps, countless stars burst out.

Under the stars, the youth's complexion is as snow, with white teeth biting his lips, and his lips are as bright as a drop of blood.

He wielded swords, danced swords, imperial swords... He had no consciousness at all, his arm was so sore that he lost consciousness, and everything was left with instinct and machinery.

All his mind was on Meng Fuyao, unable to distract himself anymore, a cold arrow shot out crookedly, forced to obliquely and obliquely by the force, brushed past his qi, and shot him with a scream The shoulder, inserted in the bones, gently moved, it is painful.

Meng Fuyao has been suppressed by his breath, and now Huo Ran raised her head. When she raised her head, her face was a bit whiter than the cloud mark. Her eyes were always clear and strong, with a shimmer and sparkling light.

The crystal is illuminated by the moonlight that breaks through the clouds, and it seems to be a day's glory in an instant.

As soon as Yun Hen lowered her head, she saw the tearful light in the eyes of the woman who had always been strong and fearless, and her heart trembled and pained slightly, as if she was also shot by a cold arrow there.

He gritted his teeth, ignoring Meng Fuyao, Huo Ran slashed back with his sword, and cut off the arrow, blood spattered across his shoulders, but he seemed completely unconscious, and the whirlwind wind was a little **** in an instant, like A moving light red curtain, blocking all murder and harm, to be firmly blocked.

However, he tried his best to protect Meng Fuyao through the arrow rain ahead and chasing soldiers in the rear, but he could no longer take care of him. He turned around and glanced at the corner of his eyes to see that the rear guard had been chasing after the man. The distance was only a few steps away, and because of the close distance, the bow team suddenly retreated. A group of soldiers in Jinyi quickly squatted and knelt on the ground. Everyone was holding a jet-black spear on his flat shoulders. The muzzle was dark. Coldly facing Yunhen and Meng Fuyao.

The Musketeers.

Yun Hen's heart sank, and he subconsciously threw himself in front of Meng Fuyao.

Don’t do things right now, only take flesh and blood.

Yun Hen's heart was darkened, but watching Meng Fuyao's gaze was as bright as stars, brilliant and radiant.

It's just that at the moment when my heart darkened, the sky suddenly darkened.

Yun Hen was startled, thinking that he was about to faint after exhaustion. Suddenly he heard a low drink from the top of his head, heavy and violent, like a thunder, which exploded beyond the sky, and reached the top of the head in an instant, that fierce electric light, Xiao Xiao's torrential rain will come in an instant!

When Yun Hen raised his head, he felt that the top of his head was black, and a cloud of dark clouds descended from the top of the tower like a storm. Amidst the thunderous rumbling, a shout was louder than thunder.

"I'll kill someone!"

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I wanted to cut off changes, but I still didn’t get used to it. I squeezed some time to get it out at noon, and I was sleepy, huh...sometimes others would not even cut off because of something. I might want to cut off for Mao. What about dropping the collection? So sad...