"Are you still distracted at this time?"

The gentle voice of a girl falling like snowflakes melting on the skin passed by his ears. King Zihuang of Wei turned his attention on the battlefield back to the majestic girl in black armor and red robe.

He turned his strong-boned wrist, and his eyes turned like the blazing sun, full of vitality.

Why is this happening?

He asked himself puzzled.

The sister-in-law named "Chen Rui" in front of him always gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity at a certain moment, but when he thought about it or explored it carefully, it was all vain. The feelings of others when facing her were also different.

The difference is that he has no friendship with her. To be more precise, there is still a gap in the struggle between countries.

And he clearly knew that she was dangerous, and that this woman would have endless troubles. However, deep down in his heart, he could not find the intention to resist and kill her.

Of course, just because he is unwilling does not mean that his reason also fails. He is a non-emotional person, and he will not choose to be merciful to his enemies because of some inexplicable emotional interference, because he is no longer the young master in his early years.

The Purple Emperor, how he ascended to the position of lord with blood on his hands, always remembers that he is not only representing himself, but also the entire Wei State.

When he thought of this, his blood ran cold, and the face of the rising sun seemed to be covered with a layer of dim color, and the familiarity that made people feel good had an edge. He flattened the corners of his mouth and said softly: "Chen

Rui...what a pity."

The King of Wei, Zihuang, remained calm and did not panic even when he saw Wei Qi falling into the Qin army's trap and struggling to escape.

The noise around him filled his eardrums. The sound of shouting and killing and the clanging of swords made the sounds of people talking face to face a bit blurry, but Chen Baiqi listened carefully.

She asked him curiously: "What a pity? Are you pitying me, or are you pitying yourself?"

Perhaps because she felt that she was sure of victory, the girl who was obviously restless and violent before now seemed to have restrained her sharpness, and was as elegant as the wind and snow, with a pair of bright eyes like smoke, looking at her so cleanly and transparently that it made people soaked like cold water.

Seeing her like this, King Wei suddenly felt as if he was bullying the younger. He was many years older than her, and she even looked more immature than his youngest cousin.

But it happened that such a fledgling girl became a major killer of the Qin State, destroying its northern camp, destroying its outposts, and annihilating all its tens of thousands of forwards in one night.

"You did exceed Gu's expectations. You were able to achieve this step, and you were able to force Gu to this step. But do you think you can win like this?"

"Could it be that King Wei thinks that Chen Rui will lose this battle?"

The two spoke in tit-for-tat terms, refusing to give in even an inch.

"It's too early to decide who will win or lose. You are still young and your understanding of the impermanence of the world is not deep enough."

Small?

Chen Bai raised his eyebrows, as if he was seriously thinking about his words. After he came to a conclusion, Fang said: "It seems that King Wei has a profound experience. I guess things often go against his wishes in his life, but Chen Rui does not have this feeling."

, I guess it’s my destiny, my life is too smooth and comfortable.”

He looks quite soft and easy to bully, but behind this look he has sharp teeth and a sharp tongue, and he doesn't give in to every word.

When King Wei Zihuang heard this, he was not angry but smiled: "Then let's see if Mr. Chen can go on smoothly and comfortably."

preference?

It's time to have a head.

King Zihuang of Wei tightened the reins, reined in the horse, and the black horse's mount sprinted up. The seven soldiers around him formed a cone-shaped offensive on his left and right. He was the tip of the angle, and when attacking

, they surrounded him from the left and right sides, turning into thorns to trap the enemy. If he retreated, they would block behind him as a shield, blocking all attack ranges.

This kind of tacit cooperation that had been rehearsed countless times almost combined the eight people into one. Seven plus one did not equal eight. They were twice as much of a threat to King Wei Zihuang personally.

Although Chen Bai's rising technique is light and elusive, in terms of strength alone, he is no match for King Wei Zihuang. Now coupled with the auxiliary offensive of his personal army, she can't get close to him for a while, and can't hide away.

He took advantage of the victory and pursued it, unable to advance or retreat for a while.

At this time, a loud voice came from behind: "Master, if the opponent does not intend to have a fair duel with the general, then let us help you!"

The eleven direct descendants of the witch clan had been patient for a long time and leapt up from their horses at the same time. After these days of running in, they seemed to have some kind of connection with each other. As soon as they landed, they stood on one side and used their palms to form a formation with witch power.

A chain of force blocked the connection between the King of Wei and his army, leaving the King of Wei alone.

Long Yue threw a dozen iron nails to the ground. The panicked horses stepped on them and stabbed them into their hooves, turning their heads and backs and neighing in pain.

Zihuang lowered his eyes and saw that Aiqi was restless and couldn't be comforted. He had to abandon his horse and get up. He jumped up from the horse. Chen Baiqi raised his eyes and followed his every move. They followed him closely.

They looked at each other in mid-air.

"Chen Rui, if you lose, it will be useless for you to stay in Qin. If Qin despises you and humiliates you, you might as well come to Wei and become an official."

Chen Baiqi didn't know whether he said this out of pity for Cai Cai, or whether he was using it to mock her situation in Qin State, but losing is not losing, so she said: "Then Chen Rui would like to thank King Wei for his kindness."

, but if you lose, will you transfer the title of God of War from now on and replace it with Chen Rui?"

King Zihuang of Wei waved his long sword, and the wind flew up. Yellow sand surrounded him like an overflowing gauze. He curled his lips and twitched the corners of his mouth without a smile.

"You had a good idea and took advantage of the wind to soar up, but this momentum is not so easy to borrow. It depends on whether your ability is as powerful as your lips and tongue."

This is to say that he is not afraid of the strong wind and his tongue flashes.

Chen Baiqi also smiled: "Now that I'm here to get it, why should I be afraid?"

"good!"

The two of them instantly got into each other's hands.

Chen Baiqi didn't shy away from meeting her. Her weapon was replaced by a short, flexible blade that was close to her arm and had a certain curve. On the contrary, Zihuang's sword was a straight and powerful long sword, which was difficult to use at close range, but could not be used in a saw.

To keep the distance, he put his back behind him and temporarily struck with fists and palms to force Chen Baiqi back.

Torrents of fighting spirit danced and spread out as the two of them fought. Both of them were considered to be the top masters in the world. The overbearing and powerful Qi enveloped the two of them as soon as they were used, and the people around them were afraid of getting closer.

It would cause serious injuries, so no one intervened in this battle between commanders and commanders.

The two fought several times, one was conservative, and the other was restrained by the weapon and could not use his full strength. After a hundred moves, when his hand fell gracefully, both of them were intact.

At this time, a thunder sounded in the mountains in the distance.

Chen Baiqi suddenly raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked attentive.

Just when her attention was distracted by something unknown, King Zihuang of Wei quickly stepped back. He fluttered his long scarlet cape and got on his horse. However, he rushed towards a possessed body. A low-whining horn suddenly sounded from a high place.

, I saw that the Wei army who was trapped and stubborn in resisting suddenly seemed to have been given a shot of blood. When I looked back with dilated pupils, I saw troops rushing towards this direction like a converging tide from all directions.
Chapter completed!