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On the square outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Blood was all over the ground, and corpses were lying on the ground.

It was a dense rain of crossbow arrows, and I don't know when it stopped.

Two thousand imperial guards rebelled and hundreds of Phoenix Guard masters were all killed in this huge square.

Except for the dozens of masters who rushed forward who were killed by Lu Bu's halberd, the rest died under the crossbow arrows of the five hundred Bingzhou wolf riders.

Each of them had at least three crossbow bolts stuck in their bodies, no matter if they were soldiers of the Imperial Army or master masters of the Phoenix Guard, there was no exception.

And in the very center of the square, a figure wearing a armored stomach was hugging Empress Wu Ying.

"Wu Ying, are you alright! Wake up." Zhou Junxian hugged Empress Wu Ying and shouted anxiously.

That's right, this figure wearing a armored stomach and rushing in from the outside is none other than Zhou Junxian who has been watching this side from the pavilion not far from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Originally, the moment Zhou Junxian saw the five hundred Bingzhou wolf riders appearing with strong crossbows, Zhou Junxian knew that Queen Wuying and the others might be in danger.

What is a crossbow?

This is a special weapon against master masters.

There are also five hundred strong crossbows.

Queen Wu Ying and his two thousand imperial guards and hundreds of masters of the Phoenix Guard, except for a few, couldn't stop the five hundred crossbows from shooting at all.

But Zhou Junxian still had a sense of luck. Zhou Junxian saw the Queen Wu Ying, two great masters and dozens of masters taking the opportunity to rush towards Zhou Chen who was not in front of the crossbow.

Zhou Junxian was lucky that Empress Wu Ying and others were able to kill the emperor Zhou Chen and control the emperor Zhou Chen.

As long as Zhou Chen, the emperor, was under control, those five hundred crossbows would not be a problem at all.

But Zhou Junxian's luck was finally broken by Lu Bu.

Zhou Junxian's heart fell to the bottom when Lu Bu Fangtian Huaji killed all the masters of the Phoenix Guard who rushed up, and also knocked out the queen Wuying.

He jumped off the loft without hesitation,

He rushed over, trying to save Empress Wu Ying.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

Looking at the Empress Wu Ying in her arms, with her eyes slightly closed, her face pale as paper, the corners of her mouth were bleeding continuously, and the crossbow arrows shot into her body were also bleeding out, Zhou Junxian felt as if a knife had cut her heart. .

Zhou Junxian immediately flusteredly covered the wound of Empress Wu Ying and passed on the skills of the great master, trying to control the injury and vitality of Empress Wu Ying.

But no matter how much he covered it up, how much he could transfer the great master's skill, it seemed that it didn't have the slightest effect.

Blood was still bubbling out along the wound, taking away a little bit of life from Empress Wu Ying.

"Wu Ying, wake up, you don't want to die." Zhou Junxian hoarsely called out to Empress Wu Ying, and gave Empress Wu Yingdu the power of a great master without hesitation.

This is the woman Zhou Junxian loves the most.

He did not allow Empress Wu Ying to die.

Never allowed.

Maybe it felt Zhou Junxian's call, or the great master's skill that Zhou Junxian Du sent really played a role, Empress Wu Ying slowly opened her slightly closed eyes.

"Jun Xian, I lost, and I, Wu Ying, actually lost." Empress Wu Ying said unwillingly after she opened her eyes and saw Zhou Junxian.

To be honest, Empress Wu Ying never thought that she would lose or fail.

And how miserable the loss was, the defeat was so complete.

With two thousand imperial guards and hundreds of masters of the Phoenix Guards, up to now, only her queen Wu Ying was left lingering, still hanging on her breath.

Everyone else is dead.

What a big irony and a blow.

Thinking that her queen, Wu Ying, thought that everything was planned and everything was under control.

Unexpectedly, in the end, all that was exchanged was nothing.

Years of painstaking efforts, once turned into nothing.

Any position of power, such as the position of the ninth five, has become a bubble and a fantasy.

In the end, even her own life was involved.

It's kind of ridiculous to imagine.

Empress Wu Ying was a little agitated.

The blood dripping from the corner of his mouth also spurted out because of the excitement.

Zhou Junxian saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

"Wu Ying, don't get excited, if you lose, you lose, as long as you are alive."

For Zhou Junxian, nothing else is important, as long as Wu Ying can live is the most important.

alive?

A smile appeared on Empress Wu Ying's pale face, and the blood dripped from the corner of her mouth, staining her entire jaw red.

"Jun Xian, don't lie to me. I know my own situation. I'm only half-breathed now."

"You gave me this half breath."

"Besides, even if I can live, do you think I can still live?"

Empress Wu Ying looked at Zhou Junxian with a wry smile.

Today, her empress Wu Ying led troops to attack the Hall of Mental Cultivation, which is already equivalent to a rebellion.

Not to mention that her queen, Wu Ying, is seriously injured and cannot be saved, even if she is saved, she will not be able to survive.

The one on the dragon chair will not let her go.

Empress Wu Ying was aware of this point, and Zhou Junxian was equally aware of it.

Zhou Junxian shook his head; "No, you won't die."

"I won't let you die either."

"Wu Ying, hold on, I will definitely save you, and then we will retreat to the mountains and forests from now on, and let's not care about the world."

"It's better to be a couple of gods and immortals who forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay together."

Is it better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to stay together?

Hearing Zhou Junxian's words, Empress Wu Ying's originally gloomy gaze immediately brightened, but it dimmed again in an instant.

Empress Wu Ying looked at Zhou Junxian and hurriedly said, "Junxian, yes... yes... no... sorry."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Junxian's tears rolled in his eyes.

Maybe others don't know what the real meaning of Empress Wu Ying's 'I'm sorry' is, but Zhou Junxian understands.

"It's okay, it's okay, Wu Ying, I don't blame you, I never blamed you." Zhou Junxian suppressed tears and shook his head forcefully.

Zhou Junxian really didn't really blame Wu Ying, he knew that Wu Ying didn't like him at all in his heart, and in Wu Ying's heart, power and status were more important than anything else.

But Zhou Junxian didn't regret it, and he didn't blame anyone.

It doesn't matter that Empress Wu Ying doesn't like him, it's enough for him to love Empress Wu Ying.

Hearing Zhou Junxian's words, seeing Zhou Junxian's tears rolling down his throat and holding back his tears, Empress Wu Ying smiled in relief.

The smile is very sincere.

Also smiled innocently.

This is the smile a woman should have.

"If there is an afterlife, I would like to dance with you all over the world."

"Jun Xian, thank you...thank you."

After the last word fell, Empress Wu Ying tilted her head with apologetic eyes, and fell completely into Zhou Junxian's arms.

"Wu Ying..."

A loud scream sounded.

At this moment, Zhou Junxian could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes, rolling down.

It is said that a man tears in two lines, one for common people and one for beauty.

Zhou Junxian's tears in these two lines were all for the beauty.

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