At this moment, everything is no longer important.\%_%_original%_%\

Only the fighting sounds in the sky are getting louder and louder: "Capture Beiyan Dongchi alive..."

"Capture Beiyan Dongchi alive..."

As long as you catch this person, everything in the world will reveal the truth... Countless secrets that have been bothering for a long time, all the scandals of the royal family, countless heads... At this time, they are all concentrated on the Beiyan Dongchi...[

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All the pressure was on Beiyan Dongchi.

He rushed left and right, but could not withstand the warriors who rushed up like tides. He captured Beiyan Dongchi alive and rewarded 10,000 taels of gold - under the heavy reward, there must be a dead husband, and the people from the suicide squad rushed forward in groups.

After many years of service, even kings, princes, generals and ministers may not be able to give out ten thousand taels of gold.

Everyone fought for this ten thousand taels of gold, and never retreated even if they shed the last drop of blood.

When all the guards around him were dispersed, Tang Qilang already knew that there was no way out today. He was covered in scars, with arrow wounds on his shoulders, waist, and back... Blood stained his whole body red.

A northern warrior knocked him down with a spear. Several guards surrounded him, but he rolled on the spot, and a whistle sounded at his throat. The big black horse automatically bent his front hooves, and he snatched the horse back. However, this did not change his situation. The road ahead was scattered, and even the horse could not take a step...

The second prince stood on a high place and looked at him from afar...

Across such a long distance, he felt extremely despair and fear - capturing Tang Qilang alive, capturing Tang Qilang alive, and finally being captured alive...

But he heard a violent roar: "Ah...ah..."

It was the horse's neigh, and then the man's neigh, the horse's blood, and the man's blood gushed out like water...

Tang Qilang held an extremely sharp dagger in his right hand and whistled to the sky: "How can I fall into your hand? God really doesn't bless me!!"

He shouted three times:

"God doesn't bless me!"

"God doesn't bless me!"

"God doesn't bless me!"

...

After three consecutive sounds, the dagger crossed and almost cut off his neck in the blink of an eye. A stream of blood gushed out, and one side of his body fell to the ground...
Chapter completed!