Chapter 460: Slay (5)

The night breeze rises, and there is a song from far away, which sounds particularly creepy in the quiet night. I do n’t know when the ghosts on the four walls will sweep down the dark shadows. The cold knives in their hands resemble the veins in the night wind. Exposed a pair of dead fish eyes.
Nie Wushuang was surrounded by them. She was like a ghost in the hell. She was beautiful and full of anger, and her eyes were full of resentment. The narrow courtyard suddenly died, and only Gu Qinghong, who was holding the stone table, coughed and couldn't calm down.
"It turns out that this wine is really a farewell tonight. You used it to induce ... my old wounds recurred, and ... keke ... and I used a chess game to disturb my breath, so I couldn't adjust my breath ... OK, OK, sure enough Very hard-working. "Gu Qinghong grinned as he coughed.
Drinking and playing chess, even every word she said was not poisonous, but every thing was to keep him from getting out safely tonight.
Nie Wushuang just looked at him silently, yes, she came to kill him tonight. She wants to watch him die in front of herself! Three years ago, she was powerless. For three years, she had endured again and again. The hatred of the biting heart made her suffer in love and hatred.
Three years later, the stabbing on the cliff finally made her completely kill!
There are some mistakes. Once you commit them, you cannot turn back, you can only make mistakes again and again. He was not without regret, but he could not regret it.
Only now is she able to see his true heart.
She thought she had fled to Yingguo, to the imperial palace, and she could even abandon everything when she became the Queen of Yingguo. It turned out that she was too naive, her revenge had not yet begun, and his lore had gone with him.
She has been ruined by him once, and he can't be allowed to ruin her again!
"Niangniang ..." Yang Zhi whispered, "It's been three days ..."
Under long sleeves, her hands clenched her palms. The cold wind blew, and the sound of deep and depressed breathing around him resembled the tide rolling in the night from the distance, containing endless power. A full moon in the horizon has disappeared into the dark clouds, the candlelight sways in the wind, and all people's faces are blurred.
She finally raised Su Bai's hand and shouted coldly, "Kill!"
Almost at the same moment, the black shadows around him appeared like ghosts and wielded swords at the grinning figure ...
In the narrow courtyard, the blade of light is like the most brilliant silver flower blooming in the night. Each of the trained killers is glorious, but the dense blade of light is so beautiful. The blade of light is like a skynet that is overwhelming. Gu Qinghong left.
Gu Qinghong looked at the knife and was about to chop on himself. Suddenly, he patted the stone table, and the pieces on the chessboard jumped up like life. He rolled a long sleeve, and the black and white pieces swept to countless others like a stone rain. Black shadow.
Someone mumbled and fell in the dark, but more people rushed to fill the vacancy. With a sharp knife and a strict lore, Gu Qinghong only felt that the cold was blowing all over the body, and his heart was even colder.
He knew that tonight he could not escape the disaster. Although he had known today, and the day when swords and swords had been added, he still couldn't really close his eyes and accept all this.
The figure moved a little, all the sword lights cut to a mere shadow. He slipped away three feet, the figure still shocked and flickered. The killers glanced at each other, catching up almost at the same time. In the knife net, he jumped and moved, as easily as walking in the court.
"Gu Qinghong, didn't you say that your life is alive or dead, was it handed over to this palace?" In the voice of the fighting, Nie Wushuang's cold taunt passed through the heavy knife net and hit his heart. .
Gu Qinghong smiled bitterly, the blood in his heart became more and more surging. Although he was hiding lightly, his overly fierce heart could not control the disordered qi, and he was totally supported by an instinct.
"I ..." Before he finished speaking, a spit of blood suddenly vomited. The assassin's killers had already spotted this opportunity long ago, and swept at him sharply.
Gu Qinghong saw Daoguang face to face, hurried to roll on the spot, and escaped the cut, but he was still one step behind, a deep and long knife was drawn from his shoulder, blood puffed out, and half of the coat was stained instantly.
"Why? Still not willing to die?" Nie Wushuang giggled, his voice cold and charming, like a snake slowly entangled in his heart, and vomited a bright red snake letter to him: "The palace knows , You are just a hypocrite, do you really dare not kill you? "
Gu Qinghong has closed his mouth, covering the wound on his shoulder, trying to avoid it.
"You are now a dead person. Qi Guoxunjun no longer believes in you, a good country! You have lost your home for a long time, but you have no country! You are just the first phase of Qi Guo, who is holding on to your reputation. You always think you can make a comeback one day, what is the country for the people? Do n’t you have a glorious vanity in your heart? Gu Qinghong, your hypocrisy makes this palace disgusting! "
Gu Qinghong's complexion had been as pale as paper for a long time, and the blood in her heart was billowing. Her words were burning in his heart like burning red iron, and the pain was unbearable.
She didn't have a knife in her hand, but her words were sharper than a knife.
"His--" With a sound, a knife struck his leg fiercely, Gu Qinghong took a step, and could not help kneeling on the ground.
Nie Wushuang watched without blinking, his voice was cold: "Gu Qinghong, today is the time for you to repay your blood debt!"
All the blades of light were moving towards the kneeling figure, and he was about to be torn apart.
With a bang, a soft sword abuts the cold knife of that handle.
Gu Qinghong raised his head, his hands were shaking, and his body was covered with blood. He looked at Nian Wushuang, who was not far away, through the knife net above his head. Anymore? "
Nie Wushuang looked at Gu Qinghong who was bathing in blood and laughed suddenly: "You want to be beautiful! Qi Guoxunjun still has to pay for killing my father and brother!"
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