The young man's face was pale and his mouth was covered with a trace of blood, but his smile was so bright that it was as bright as a flower.
His right arm was broken, even his internal organs were shocked and vomited blood.
But when he saw Chu Shaoyang's deep dagger in his chest, he was in high spirits and his eyebrows were vivid.
"Ha ha, Ning'er, I finally avenged you! Ha ha ha ha ha
He fell powerless in Tuoba Zheng's arms, but he opened his mouth and began to laugh. With a strong smile, blood gushed from his mouth.
But he kept laughing.
Tuoba Zheng couldn't see his heart beating. He tried hard to wipe the blood from his mouth with his hands. However, as much as he wiped, he gushed out as much as he could, which only made his hands and feet weak.
"Thousands, thousands!" He just yelled, too flustered to know what to do.
He fought bloody battles in the sand field, and there were many scenes of bloodshed and murder. He had been cold-blooded and merciless, and his heart was still like water. Not to mention that the enemy injured his head, he was injured. When he saw the blood flowing from his body, he did not blink.
But now there are thousands of injured people, he is the most concerned about the people, he was at a loss.
"Lord!"
This became abrupt, and none of the people present expected such an accident.
Only then did the housekeeper and his servants find that Chu Shaoyang was injured and a dagger was inserted in the middle of his chest.
The housekeeper uttered a cry of surprise and rushed forward to check Chu Shaoyang's injury, but was pushed away by Chu Shaoyang.
"This dagger, where did this dagger come from?" The housekeeper nearly fell, but he was staring at the dagger in Chu Shaoyang's chest. He didn't expect to break his head. How could that man's hand have a dagger and stabbed him while the LORD was unprepared.
"Why, this is my dagger
Tuoba Zheng raised his eyes and saw that the handle of the dagger on Chu Shaoyang's chest was wrapped with gold wire and silver thread, and the head of a beast was the handle. He was very familiar with the appearance of the dagger. It was his own dagger.
He put his hand into his arms, touched only a scabbard, took it out and looked at it stupidly.
"Qian Qian, you deliberately approached me. When I was unprepared, you stole the dagger from my arms, and then..." He's a tunnel.
It was only then that he realized that Qian Mian did not immediately push himself away. He allowed himself to hold his hand. He took the opportunity to use his skill. He touched the dagger in his arms and succeeded in stabbing him.
After a long time, he became a pawn that was used and became an accomplice in killing Chu Shaoyang!
Tuoba Zheng looks at Chu Shaoyang, who is sword in his chest. He also takes a look at the man with thousand faces whose right arm is broken and his face is pale. His head is in a mess.
He didn't hate Chu Shaoyang. Before that, an uncle was not sarcastic. After all, Chu Shaoyang saved his life. When he saw Chu Shaoyang become like this, his first thought was to draw his sword to stop bleeding and bandage his wound.
He didn't want chu Shaoyang to die at all.
But the murderer who killed Chu Shaoyang was no one else, or the one he cared most about most.
If Chu Shaoyang were alive, he would never let go of thousands of them!
What to do? What should I do now?
To save Chu Shaoyang? Or to leave here with thousands and save his life?
"Tuoba Zheng, let me go." Qian Mian Gongzi stretched his sleeves and wiped the blood stains on his lips. He wanted to stand up, but he was bound by Tuoba Zheng's arm.
His voice, though light, contained a command that no one could refuse.
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