Chapter 910 - 910: Xiao Qirui’s Death

Chapter 910: Xiao Qirui’s Death

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The moonlight was like water, and the evening wind blew.

Flames soared at the city gate, and the smell of burning corpses mixed with the smell of blood in the air.

The enemy army surged towards the city gate.

Under the boundless sky, the young general held a long sword and stood in front of the army domineeringly.

The people he brought had long died. The dark brown warhorses fell at his feet, along with the warhorses and the corpses of the enemy troops.

One man holding the fort against ten thousand.

His armor had long been stained red with blood. Some of it belonged to the enemy, while some of it belonged to him.

Bright red blood dripped from the tip of his sword, leaving red marks on the ground. With every step he took, he left a blood-red footprint.

More and more blood gathered on the ground, and his life was rapidly draining away, but he couldn’t feel it. There was only killing in his eyes and a voice in his heart.

Stop them!

Stop them!

The hundreds of thousands of enemy soldiers were so frightened by the murderous aura around him that they stopped in their tracks.

“General, he...” Bu Ren was shocked.

How was that possible?

Why didn’t he fall when he was so seriously injured?

Yan Guangmao glanced coldly at the black-robed man beside him. “How long are you going to watch the show?”

Si Yun looked up at Xiao Qirui, as if sized up his personal belongings. He smiled in satisfaction and untied a white bone flute from his waist.

A strange flute sound spread out from his body. Circles of sound waves spread out, making one’s scalp tingle.

However, the sound of the flute, which sounded slightly uncomfortable to others, entered Xiao Qirui’s ears. It was like tens of thousands of silver needles stabbing into his brain, devouring his rationality bit by bit.

Xiao Qirui bent his right Imee, and his facial features became ferocious.

Si Yun smiled proudly. Just as he thought that nothing would go wrong, Xiao Qirui suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him with his scarlet eyes.

Si Yun’s heart skipped a beat. He slowly put down the bone flute and said in disbelief, “He lost control.”

Uncontrolled by his flute, he had completely become a killing machine! Yan Guangmao mocked, “I didn’t expect you to miscalculate.”

Si Yun’s eyes turned cold as he said sinisterly, “There are still hundreds of thousands of puppets in the city for us to use. This... we’ll just kill him.”

Although he said that, he was clearly unwilling to give up such a good weapon. He picked up the bone flute again. His fingers danced quickly, and the sound of the flute became stranger and faster.

Xiao Qirui moved. With the momentum of an army, he quickly rushed towards Si Yun at the back of the army like an unsheathed blade.

“Release the arrows and stop him. Don’t let him get close to the commander and the high priest.” Bu Ren roared.

Arrows flew at Xiao Qirui, but they could not slow him down at all. He rushed into the middle of the army like a demon from hell.

The soldiers of the Wu Kingdom fell one after another, and blood dyed the ground red. When Xiao Qirui’s figure rushed through the army and appeared again, he was covered in blood.

Bu Ren quickly threw out his meteor hammer to block it. With a clang, the chain was broken by the sword qi and sent Bu Ren flying.

“Damn it!” Bu Ren spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the young man walking towards him in fear.

However, Xiao Qirui didn’t even look at him and stabbed at Si Yun.

“Forget it.” Si Yun sighed. He flipped his fingers and a silver needle flew out of his fingertips.

It was swift.

The silver needle drilled into the space between his eyebrows.

Xiao Qirui’s attacks stopped.

The sword fell to the ground.

Xiao Qirui fell to the ground weakly. A pouch fell out of the broken armor on his chest and rolled to the bloodstained ground. n(/O.-V--e..l--B(.1/)n

A trace of clarity flashed across his eyes. He used his last bit of strength to grab the pouch.

“If I can return triumphantly, can we get to know each other again?”

While he was in a daze, a young girl in plain clothes slowly walked towards him and smile.”Alright”

Xiao Qirui’s lips curled up.

At this moment, war drums sounded on the city tower, and the flag of Great Xia was raised in the wind.

“Is it finally here?” he thought.

He closed his eyes in relief.

“Miss Yuan, in the next life, if we can meet again, I won’t let you down..”