v2 Chapter 408： Fengdi cloth

Countless people automatically stepped back and let out an open space. Nangong Shuyue also released his son, and the heirs of Zhou Guo must also have the appearance of the heirs of Zhou.

Chai Shaohui looked at Zhao Wei with a strong face and took a short sword from the storage ring. With his height, just holding a short sword, after taking out the short sword, Chai Shaohui held the dagger tightly with both hands. A defensive posture.

Zhao Yi had a pair of blood-colored eyes, and he also looked at Chai Shaohui. He held the sword with a strong momentum and walked over to him step by step.

The surrounding area was quiet, the atmosphere was somewhat suppressed, and the eyes were watching the two people in the open space. Everyone knew very well that Chai Shaohui could not win the Qin Emperor. The key is the heir to the Zhou State, how a 12-year-old boy died.

suddenly!

Zhao Wei, who walked toward Chai Shaohui, shook his body and instantly crossed the distance of twenty meters. He came to Chai Shaohui’s front and officially launched an attack, lifting his sword and making a simple wave.

"boom!"

A terrible black sword, with amazing destruction, seems to be easily opened even the hills.

"Hey!"

Chai Shaohui was shocked. He directly used the power of the dragon of gas transportation. The body sounded a dragon, and the whole body emitted yellow light. A powerful momentum broke out. Chai Shaohui made all efforts, waved the sword in his hand, and brought the sword wind of the monks. Go.

"boom!"

A loud noise, two swords intersected, two terrorist forces collided together, and a shock wave spread out, like a raging wind, the ground also directly collapsed into a 10-meter pit.

Next second!

Chai Shaohui’s thin body flew out and slammed into a wall, directly smashing the thick wall and picking up a burst of dust.

The current Chai Shaohui is still too weak. First of all, there is no first step in repairing. Because of his young age, he has insufficient combat experience and no skill in controlling the power. Therefore, even if the power of the dragon that erupted in the air is still unable to block Zhao’s blow Because Zhao Wei is also using the power of the city's master.

Zhao Wei can not have any hands, don't talk about a child, even if anyone just stands in front of him, Zhao Wei will kill, even including friends and relatives of the past, if you want to choose to be the enemy of Daqin, block the road of Daqin Zhao Wei does not need to be soft.

Because they made the choice first, they first abandoned this friendship, and Zhao Wei will also discard it.

"I would rather bear the world, let the people in the world take me!"

At that time, I just understood the majesty of this sentence and the momentum of the hero. Now I understand the endless killing.

In the endless darkness, the **** star slowly turned, and the demonized blood was constantly emitted, and the eyes of Zhao Wei under the cloak gradually became bloody.

In the collapsed wall, Chai Shaohui stood up slowly with blood and violent pain, and he almost cried, but he was the master of the big week, so he chose to force it down and shouted to Zhao Yuchong. Come.

Zhao Yan looked coldly, and the sword in his hand was lifted.

"Hey!"

A fierce black sword arc, with the power to cut everything, dragged a long sword mark on the ground and shot straight to Chai Shaohui.

Chai Shaohui was shocked and quickly hid to the side, but the injured body responded a little late. Although he escaped the danger of being cut in half, one arm was smashed from the wrist.

"what!"

Chai Shaohui couldn't help himself, fell to the ground, and screamed in pain. On the other side, Nangong Shuyue finally couldn't help but ran over and held Chai Shaohui, while crying distressedly, while comforting Chai Shaohui, "Don't be afraid." There is a mother in it."

In addition, Nangong Shuyue also took out various medicines and hurriedly treated Chai Shaohui's broken arm.

"Is that necessary?"

Zhao Wei looked at the mother and son indifferently. He once touched his mother-child relationship. Zhao Wei now has no feelings. He lifts up the magic sword, and the black swords that infiltrate people are constantly spurting out. Everyone is Feel the scaryness of this sword.

Nangong Shuyue felt the fluctuation of this terrible power, turned to look at Zhao Wei, and looked down at the painful son in his arms, his look dimmed.

Zhao Wei also wants to throw a sword and kill the mother and son together.

"Wait! We are willing to surrender to Daqin."

A voice interrupted Zhao Wei, and the person who made this voice was Nan Gong Shu Yue.

"Mother! No, Zhou Guo will not surrender to anyone." Chai Shaohui resisted the pain and said to Nangong Shuyue.

Nangong Shuyue smiled at his son. "Mother will handle it well. Now Zhou is destined to be extinct. If Zhou Guo destroys all the roots, she can't really keep you."

Zhao Wei has not yet recovered the sword, and accepting the inheritance of a country is far better than destroying the inheritance of a country, but Zhao Wei does not believe them.

The defending country is okay. Because of the loyalty of history itself and the character of the whole country, Zhao Wei can still believe it, but it cannot be done for Zhou.

Because you can wait for Daqin to build a country, Zhou Guo secretly rebelled, this is a hidden danger for Daqin Zhao Wei does not want to do this.

"What reason do I believe in you?" Zhao said, looking at Nangong Shuyue.

This Nangong Shuyue has also thought that Zhao Wei would not believe them, but he was prepared, took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Wei. "You should know that the Song Dynasty is based on the foundation of our Zhou Dynasty. , all aspects have inherited my Zhou Guo."

"So you have to deal with the Great Song in the future. We can help a lot in Zhou Guo. You have us. You Daqin will also do some of our Zhou Guoqi, and as long as this air transport, you can also use the Song Dynasty. The instrument of the town... the emperor cloth!"

This made Zhao Wei feel a little heart-warming. After thinking for a while, he took back the sword. If Zhou Guozhen can greatly help the future eradication of the Song Dynasty, it is no problem to leave them, but it must be strictly controlled.

"Good! I promised your surrender."

When Nangong Shuyue heard the words of Daqin Emperor, he also breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said at a time, "Please also give me a monarch!"

Zhao Wei has already anticipated that Wang Mujian will be taken out to Nangong Shuyue.

Suddenly, watching Zhao Wei walk with the sword, Nangong Shuyue is also nervous, but fortunately watching Zhao Wei no killing, only a loose heart.

Zhao Wei came to the side of Nangong Shuyue. The power of the king was injected into Wang Mujian. Wang Mujian extended numerous lines of green fluorescent light and connected the broken arm of Chai Shaohui.

quickly!

Chai Shaohui's broken arm was as good as ever, and that a violent pain also disappeared. The expression of Chai Shaohui's painful face also slowly recovered, and Nangong Shuyue was also happy.

"I am giving you the name of Zhou Jun now!"

Zhao Wei took back Wang Mujian and looked at Chai Shaohui with a pair of eyes. The voice was full of majesty and solemn.

Chai Shaohui looked up at her mother and looked at Nangong Shuyue nodded. Then she stood up and bowed down to Zhao Wei. "Thank you for the name of Daqin Emperor!"