HCB Chapter 461 Daji, I... what should I do?
Chapter 461 Daji, I... what should I do?
Chapter 461 Daji, I... what should I do?
Yu De's face was filled with terror.
It's unbelievable that the people Yang Tianyou described as farming were all like this!
Farmers?!
Who uses Grandmasters and Quasi-Saints for farming?!
He hurriedly raised his hand and retreated continuously:
"Please calm down, everyone. I was just passing by and didn't mean to."
Lu Ya stepped forward.
This startled Yu De so much that he lost his footing and fell into the Netherworld Blood Sea.
With a whoosh.
A row of Asuras appeared.
They looked all sorts of strange and ugly, each wielding a steel fork and roaring as they attacked Yu De.
Lu Ya Daoist clapped his hands.
"Alright, we don't need to deal with the rest."
As soon as he spoke, Kong Xuan became wary.
The moment he opened his mouth, she darted to the other side of Zhao Gongming, separating herself from him.
Lu Ya: ? ? ?
He raised his hand and smelled himself. He didn't smell bad. What was he complaining about?
The peacock and all that stuff is just for show!
Yu De was being chased by the Asuras. He glanced back and saw that the two men he had brought with him had been pierced through the abdomen and were being held high in the air.
Fresh blood dripped down.
It fell into Asura's mouth like a thread, and the ugly demon opened its mouth wide to receive it, swallowing it with gusto.
Seeing this, Yu De was so frightened that his pants were a mess.
He ran wildly, his nose flaring out breaths, his chest aching from the heavy breathing.
Seeing that he was about to become one of those steel forks, Yu De dared not delay any longer. He raised his hand, cut his palm, and shouted:
"Yuan Hong, save me!"
The sound faded.
A spatial rift suddenly appeared above the sea of blood, from which a white-haired arm reached out and pulled Yu De out.
A deep, resonant voice said:
"twice."
Yu De's eyes darkened.
There will be no more help from Yuan Hong from now on.
Twice! Both times, it was directly or indirectly caused by Yang Jiao.
"You bitch," he muttered under his breath.
Zhao Gongming watched Yu De disappear from the sea of blood and began to ponder:
"Yuan Hong, one of the Seven Eccentrics of Meishan?"
Kong Xuan responded:
"Yes, it's a white ape."
Lu Ya Daoist suddenly said excitedly:
"It seems there are more and more fun things to do at Yang Jiao's place."
His gaze was intense, and he suddenly looked at everyone:
"When should we appear together?"
……
Tongguan.
Bugles sounded throughout the camp.
Yang Jiao looked at Yin Shou's majestic figure standing on the Tongguan city tower, his gaze resolute as he looked down at the Xiqi generals, a hint of hurt flashing across his face.
"Chanyu..."
He called out Deng Chanyu's name.
Deng Chanyu turned her head away.
Yin Shou slowly gripped the sword in his hand and said to her:
"I still remember the day you requested troops to subdue the rebellious Xiqi..."
Deng Chanyu's eyes reddened slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and turned cold.
If it weren't for the Tu Xingsun incident, how could Deng Chanyu have harbored thoughts of rebelling against the Shang Dynasty? He instructed her! He instructed her!
If this is how ministers are treated, then the common people should be treated even more so.
"No need for further words," she interrupted Yin Shou through gritted teeth.
"Is that so? I understand." Yin Shou raised his eyes and gave her a deep look.
The sword is drawn.
He leaped down from the city wall, pointed at Deng Chanyu and said, "I even taught you martial arts when you were young. Come, let me see if you've improved?"
Deng Chanyu tossed out the five-colored stones.
But just as the magic weapon was about to strike Yin Shou, it seemed to be blocked by something, losing its strength and falling to the ground.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ziya felt even colder.
"Ziwei True Qi".
"King Zhou was an emperor of the mortal world, the pinnacle of humanity, and was protected by the Ziwei True Qi, so he could not be harmed by Taoist magic."
"It's going to be tough, this war is going to be tough."
Ji Fa looked at the burly Yin Shou and raised his hand towards Jiang Ziya:
"Prime Minister, I can request troops to fight against King Zhou!"
Jiang Ziya pressed his hand down and remained silent.
Deng Chanyu had already charged close on horseback, wielding two swords and performing a beautiful sword flourish as she rushed towards King Zhou.
Yin Shou dodged the attack by sidestepping, and slashed horizontally with his sword.
Clang!
He directly cut Deng Chanyu's sword in half.
The sword, engraved with animal patterns, swung horizontally and came to a stop just short of Deng Chanyu's neck.
A strand of hair fell down.
Yin Shou: "How could you possibly be a match for me?"
He was about to sheathe his sword when, unexpectedly, Deng Chanyu leaned over him.
The sharp blade severed the artery in her neck, and blood gushed out.
King Zhou's eyes widened as he caught her falling body:
"Chanyu!"
Why are you doing this? When did I say I wanted your life?
With her artery ruptured, blood rapidly drained from her body. Deng Chanyu was momentarily dazed, her mind went blank, and then air was drawn from her lungs.
She had difficulty speaking even with her mouth open.
"You...you...why...why didn't you become a good...king..."
He finished speaking, and his breath died.
King Zhou's hands trembled as he watched Deng Chanyu, whom he had treated like a younger sister, die in his arms, his heart clenching.
Deng Chanyu's blood flowed all over him.
Yang Jiao sighed and picked up the Soul-Guiding Banner.
【Ding. 】
[The host has successfully summoned Deng Chanyu's soul; reward: 1 card draw token.]
[Number of undrawn tokens remaining: x18]
"Deng Chanyu is so strong-willed."
After she finished speaking, all she saw was Deng Chanyu's soul lingering before the soul-guiding banner, glancing back at King Zhou with a look of longing. Just as she was about to step inside, she turned back to look at Xiqi.
Without leaving a single word, he entered the soul-guiding banner.
Yin Shou's body swayed slightly on the horse.
"Your Majesty!" Daji cried out in concern.
King Zhou closed Deng Chanyu's eyes, his lips parted several times before he finally uttered a sound, "Return to the city."
King Zhou personally took to the field, his martial prowess overwhelming everyone present, yet Taoist magic was utterly useless against him.
He brought Deng Chanyu's body back to Tongguan City.
Outside the city gates, the two armies clashed.
Daji hurriedly went to greet him, standing on tiptoe to see his expression, her fingers clutching the hem of Yin Shou's robe:
"Your Majesty?"
Yin Shou turned slightly and handed Deng Chanyu's body to the guard.
"Give General Deng a proper burial."
As the red armor disappeared from sight, he called out again:
“It should be held as the funeral of the female general of the Shang Dynasty.”
Daji raised her hand, and Yin Shou's eyes flickered as he leaned down from his horse.
Her hand touched his face, gently wiping away the blood, looking at him with heartache:
"Your Majesty, let's return to the palace..."
Daji didn't want to see Yin Shou, who was so arrogant and above everyone else, show such an expression. Even though she knew that fate was against them and that the Shang Dynasty was destined to perish, she still wanted to spend more happy days with the king.
"The king is very fond of smiling in Chaoge."
Yin Shou held her hand and buried his face in it:
"Daji, what should I do?"
"What?" Daji moved her fingers, looking at him in confusion. What should she do? Well, Daji would rather die than let you die.
She'll definitely find a way.
As Yin Shou listened to the fighting outside the city, a muffled sound escaped from between her fingers:
"Outside Xiqi, are so many of my old comrades destined to die by my sword like Chanyu? What am I to do..."