In the small woods not far before the gate of the southern border, Su Yanzhi was wearing a green glazed shirt, standing calmly on the top of the leaves, with his toes resting on the soft branches without any effort.

Standing on this branch, his sparse black hair was blown by the breeze. He wore a dark hairband on his head, which tied up his hair. He looked like a green young man, with dark eyebrows and dark eyes, as cold as ice, frozen.

The closed city gate is not far away.

"Gu Jingxu, I... didn't use any soldiers. Now, you can see that I want you to die..."

"It's not me, but the Southern Kingdom that you have always looked forward to, the imperial uncle who you have always respected and respected as your elder."

What's the difference between the royal families of the Southern Kingdom and the Northern Kingdom? They are both ruthless and merciless. If you respect them, they may have shown love and care to you.

The Imperial Household, if you are not ruthless, you will hand over your life, not only yours, but also...the one you love, protect, and lead.

Everyone you protect and protect you will die.

Su Yanzhi looked calmly and smiled sarcastically. Then there was a muffled thunder in the sky. He stretched out his hand and took the drizzle falling from the sky, "Ah, it's starting to rain..."

When his eyes fell, the man outside the city gate was already half-kneeling on the ground. The exhausted man's hair was slightly messy, and his body was stained with a lot of blood, including his own and others'.

A bunch of people fell in front of him. He stood up and wanted to leave, but as soon as he took two steps, someone caught up with him and held back all his strength.

A steady stream of people ran out from behind the city gate, as if they were not tired. Su Yanzhi looked at the struggling people, closed his eyes, and frowned, "So, I... never like to have children."

Emotional warrior."

"So, my dead soldiers have no emotions. They won't feel any pain at all."

Su Yanzhi raised his hand, and with a snap of his fingers, a man in armor appeared in front of him, standing upright as if he could not move.

He wiped the rainwater on the armor, and there was a rare gloominess in his eyes, "You think so, Mio, do you feel no pain now?"

It won't hurt or hurt, that's the best thing. At least my heart won't hurt that much.

At this moment, a group of people surrounded the kneeling Chu Muyan again, but the besieged man really had no strength at all. He knelt on the ground and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"I thought you could hold on for a long time, but you're gone after just half an hour?"

Su Yanzhi stretched out his hand, took the arrow from the hand of the secret guard next to him, and aimed an arrow behind Chu Muyan. One arrow shot through four or five people, giving Chu Muyan a breather.

opportunity.

He raised his hand and killed several people in front of him. The power of an arrow made the troops who came after him afraid to step forward because the arrow had the words of the Royal Family of the North engraved on it.

Seeing that the soldiers did not dare to move, Su Yanzhi smiled and said, "Chu Muyan, the opportunity is given to you, run away."

Chu Muyan glanced at the arrow, held the sword tightly with his fingers, and looked sharply at the direction of the arrow, but he didn't see anyone.

He couldn't control much, so he immediately got up and left.

When the soldiers saw Chu Muyan running away, they wanted to chase him. Su Yanzhi narrowed his eyes and fired a few more arrows from his hand, piercing through the bodies of the people in front of him without leaving any room.

At this time, Su Yanru, who had been watching the battle, followed Su Yanzhi and flew to the branch. He glanced not far away, raised his hand and patted it, "Yanzhi, your archery skills are so good. I really didn't expect that, brother Huang."

So powerful."

Su Yanzhi's eyebrows were lowered and he said nothing.

Su Yanru raised her eyebrows with a smile, took out the retractable sword from her waist, patted it gently, and the sword head retracted into the hilt, spurting out some blood, "It's you, use fake death, let

There was civil strife in the southern royal family. They thought we were in trouble, but they didn’t think about it..."

"This chaos is fake...the fun begins, Yan Zhi. Hahahahaha..."
Chapter completed!