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Volume One, One Hundred and Fifteen, Climbing to the Crown

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    One hundred and fifteen to win the championship

    Following Meng Ju, the armored warriors from the Pohai camp appeared one after another, all running towards this side.

    Shen Tujue lifted up the mask of the armor and stared at the armored fighters running towards them. A cruel smile appeared on his cold face.  Compared with Meng Ju who was rushing towards him, his movements seemed extremely slow. He punched Ye Canan in the chest and then threw Ye Canan high to the side. However, he turned around and disappeared into the vast snow curtain.  inside.

    Meng Ju was shocked and rushed forward, finally catching Ye Canan before landing.  Feeling the soft body of the girl in his arms, he was so excited that he burst into tears: "Superintendent, I'm sorry for the late rescue!"

    Ye Canan's eyes were as bright as stars and she stared at Meng Ju calmly. There was no fear or pain in her eyes, only the tranquility like spring water: "Xiao Meng, you are hereThank you for your hard work  "

    "Yes, I'm late. Governor, are you okay?"

    "Shen Tu Jue's confession and materials are in the second compartment of the dark cabinet in my study I have already written the memorial You can help me submit it to the court to kill Shen Tu Jue and Tuoba Xiong.  "

    As she spoke, a trace of bright red appeared on the girl's lips, but the blood quickly turned into a stream of blood, flowing faster and faster, and more and more blood stained Ye Canaan's pale cheeks.  The rapid gush of blood choked Ye Canan's throat. She could no longer speak. Her eyes gradually dimmed and her bright eyes slowly closed.

    Meng Ju felt like he had been hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was unsteady.  He knelt on the ground, shook Ye Canan's shoulders, and shouted: "Sir, wake up, wake up! Just hold on, I will take you back to the city to find the doctor! Sir, wake up, you can't  Go to sleep!"

    In his excitement, his voice sounded like crying or howling.

    Hearing Meng Ju's call, Ye Jianan opened his eyes again and looked at Meng Jiao's anxious face. A smile broke out on her face, as pale and beautiful as a plum blossom. Her lips moved, and Meng Ju hurriedly put his ear to it.  When I reached Ye Canan's lips, I heard an inaudible voice: "You idiot Xiao MengHold meI'm so cold"

    There were sharp blades on the arm guards and wrist guards of the leopard-style battle armor. Meng Ju hurriedly took off the arm guards and wrist guards, and clumsily hugged Ye Canan into his arms.  Ye Canan's head rested on his shoulder, and his soft hair rubbed his face, making him feel itchy.  He smelled the girl's familiar and warm body and hair fragrance, and heard Ye Canan say softly: "Xiao Meng I'm sorry From now on, you have to take good care of yourself"

    Meng Ju held his breath, his body trembling as if cold.  He was waiting for Ye Canaan to continue speaking.

    After a long time, he heard nothing.  The head leaning on his shoulder slowly dropped weakly. The girl's slender hand still held his big hand tightly, but it had become cold.

    The sounds of fighting in the distance are still coming, but here it is silent.  The girl in Meng Ju's arms was frozen like a sculpture, and white snow fell on them one after another, quickly covering them with a white layer.

    The snow was falling heavily and the wind was howling. In the wind and snow, the men in black armor stood silently. One by one, they took off their helmets and lowered their heads solemnly.

    "My lord, pleaseplease express your condolences. Lord Governorshe has already passed away."

    Hearing Lu Liulou¡¯s voice, Meng Ju¡¯s frozen body suddenly shook.  He raised his head in panic and looked at the armored warriors one by one, looking at them imploringly, as if expecting one of them to say: "No, the Governor is still alive!"

    The armored fighters all avoided his gaze.  After countless sacrifices and hard battles, we finally arrived here, but what we got was this ending. Everyone was in a sad mood.  Seeing the man's sad and desperate face, everyone turned away and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Many people were already in tears.

    Meng Ju carefully placed Ye Canan on the snow as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person in his arms.

    The young governor lay quietly on the white snow, as if lying on soft silk.  Even death cannot take away her appearance and beauty. The young governor stared at the dark clouded sky with a peaceful expression.

    Meng Ju looked at it for a long time, then gently cut off a strand of smooth black hair from the back of Ye Canan's head, and carefully hid it in his arms.  He stretched out his trembling fingers, gently brushed the snow off Ye Canan's face, and gently closed her eyelids.

    "Do not worry."

    "Xiao Meng"'s gentle call was still in his ears. Tears blurred Meng Ju's eyes, and big drops of tears splashed on the snow.  After taking one last look at his beloved woman, Meng Ju couldn't bear to leave.

    He stood up, put on the arm guards and wrist guards that he had taken off one by one, walked over and pulled out Shen Tu Jue's big hundred sword that had been stuck on the ground, and held it in his hand.??Waved twice.  Meng Ju's voice trembled slightly: "Lu Liulou!"

    "Yes, Chief Meng!"

    "No matter what method you use, help me bring Governor Ye back to the city. If she loses half of her hair, I want your head."

    "Yes, sir! Even if I die, I will not let the demons touch the governor at all."

    Meng Ju nodded, with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you, Sixth Floor."

    He looked at the armored warriors one by one, his voice choked with sobs: "Thank you too, everyone Take care of yourself. I owe my brothers what I owe, and I will repay it in my next life. Goodbye, everyone!"

    He smiled at everyone, and in his smile, hot tears splashed on the snow.  He didn't say a word, rushed forward with the hundred swords in hand, and ran out like an arrow.

    Everyone was shocked and hurriedly chased a few steps and shouted: "Sir, where are you going? Let's go back to the city together!"

    But Meng Ju didn¡¯t stop. In a blink of an eye, he was already far away, and his figure disappeared into the dense snow.

    The fierce cold wind made his face hurt, and large snowflakes hit his cheeks. In the wind and snow, Meng Ju kept walking forward. As he walked, he did not dare to stop, because once he stopped, his chest would surge.  The hot blood was about to burn him to death. His whole body was scalding hot, and every hair on his head was burning with rage. What was flowing in his veins was no longer blood, but fire!

    "Shentu Jue, get out of here! You traitor Shentu, come out and die! All the bastards from the Black Wind Brigade, come out and die!"

    In the vast wind and snow, Meng Juheng was holding a big sword, shouting and roaring with murderous intent, as if there was no one around.  In this chaotic battlefield, it was too late for everyone to keep a low profile and protect themselves. A Wei Jun armored fighter turned out to be so arrogant, which shocked both the enemy and us.

    Not far away, a group of demon armor fighters rushed out of the snow curtain.  When they saw a Wei army armored warrior left alone, they shouted excitedly and pounced towards Meng Ju.

    "Go away, it's not you I'm looking for!"

    The demon soldiers couldn't understand the Chinese language, and they screamed strangely and rushed towards them. However, what greeted them was a fierce sword light. With one slash, the three demon armored warriors were cut into two with their weapons.  Suddenly, blood mist sprayed into the sky, splashing blood red within several meters.

    The three demon soldiers who were cut in half were not dead for a moment. Half of their bodies were rolling around on the ground, and their eardrums were torn apart by the shrill screams.

    Meng Ju held a knife in one hand and stepped on the corpses of the demon soldiers with murderous intent. He didn't even glance at the barbarian soldiers and horses next to him, just treating them as puppets.  His whole body exuded a fierce and murderous aura like a lion or a tiger, so thick that it seemed to be real.

    Seeing General Wei, who was covered in blood, walking unsuspectingly in front of him, none of the demon soldiers dared to move or speak. They looked at him in fear, and the weapons in their hands were trembling.  There was a stench in the air, and some people were scared to death.

    When he was far away, Hu Renbing dared to breathe heavily and exclaimed: "God of evil, this is really an evil god!"

    Meng Ju was carrying a large Bai Dao and walking blankly in the wind and snow. He would walk over and take a look wherever there was a figure. When he found that it was not Shen Tu Jue, he turned around and left in disappointment.

    It seems that he also knew that this blood-stained Wei general was not easy to mess with. Meng Ju was wandering around so much, but few demons asked him to fight.  Even if he occasionally encountered some short-sighted rebels or demons, Meng Ju would always chop them down impatiently, and then walk away in despair under the fearful eyes of his companions.

    "Shen Tu Jue, come out and die! Meng Ju is right here, come out and kill me!"

    Meng Ju¡¯s voice had become hoarse and unpleasant as he kept roaring all the way.  He opened his red eyes and wandered around the battlefield like a drunken man, looking for the tall and burly figure.  Just now, Shen Tu Jue's figure had been engraved in his heart like a knife. He firmly believed that he would recognize him as soon as he saw it!

    After walking south for a while, Meng Ju suddenly stopped: in the vast wind and snow ahead, five dark figures stood.

    Five warriors in king tiger armor stood side by side, their bright swords shining brightly in the wind and snow.  A burly figure wearing pitch-black armor emerged from the crowd, and he shouted: "Meng Ju, if you don't come, I'll have to look for you! You're seeking your own death, that's great - go with Ye Canaan  Go to hell!"

    Seeing this figure and hearing this voice, Meng Ju's pupils suddenly shrank, and a rush of blood surged up, making his vision blurry.  At this moment, the heaven and earth disappeared, the wind and snow disappeared, and in the vast sky and earth, he only saw the man wearing black armor.

    Shentu Jue waved his hand, and the four King Tiger Fighters drew their swords and pounced out. These four were all elite masters in the Black Wind Brigade.The four of them each used their special moves and rushed towards Meng Ju.

    From the beginning to the end, Meng Ju kept staring at the burly man in front of him. He didn't even look at the people rushing towards him from the corner of his eyes.

    "You crying Aventurine puppy, die!"

    "Go away, stay out of the way!"

    A jet-black sword light suddenly passed through the air without warning, and the "Piligra" made a spooky chopping sound, and the splashing blood was sprayed up half the sky at the same time along with several broken heads.

    Three of the four armored warriors were decapitated and one was cut in half. Amidst the screams, all four fell to the ground.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????? Outright and upright, a sword that can defeat all enemies!

    The pitch-black hundred swords slashed out with anger, like Mount Tai collapsing, like the Yellow River bursting its banks, unavoidable, unstoppable, destroying everything, shattering everything. This is the tyrannical sword of a peerless general!

    It contains boundless sorrow and despair, deep-seated hatred and soaring anger. In the hundreds of pitch-black knives whizzing towards you, there is a kind of terrifying power that frightens people's hearts and souls, filling the world with domineering power!

    Meng Ju smashed the four armored warriors with one strike, and also shattered Shen Tu Jue's fighting spirit. Seeing this strike, Shen Tu Jue immediately knew that he was no match - there was no one in the world who could withstand this strike!

    This young officer of the Dongling Guards has mastered the sword!

    The fear of death controlled him, and Shen Tujue turned around and ran away.

    Stepping on pools of blood and minced meat all over the ground, Meng Ju chased after him with a knife, shouting like thunder in anger: "Thieves Shentu, don't leave! Take my knife!" The shouts full of grief and anger spread far away, making everyone  The entire battlefield was shocked.

    Meng Ju ran faster than Shen Tu Jue, but in the heavy snow, the battlefield was very chaotic. It was not easy to catch someone in the chaotic crowd, not to mention the scattered demon cavalry or armored warriors who came out to cause trouble from time to time.  , Meng Ju almost lost track of Shentu Jue several times. Fortunately, there were still traces of tracks on the snow that could be identified. The two of them chased and escaped, running several miles in the blink of an eye.

    In the wind and snow, a warrior in tiger armor from the Wei army was running away with all his strength, while a warrior in black panther armor from the Wei army was chasing after him with a knife in hand. Everyone who saw him along the way was very surprised.

    The wind and snow subsided slightly, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the outline of the tall city wall of Jingan City appeared in front.

    Looking at the black figure running a few hundred steps away, Meng Ju gritted his teeth and chased after him with all his strength. Now, as long as he could kill Shen Tu Jue, he would be willing to die on the spot!

    "Shen Tu Jue, you can't run away. You are a hero. Stop and fight with me!"

    Shentu Jue glanced back and saw Meng Ju chasing closer and closer behind him. He was frightened, and a chill rose behind his back, and he ran faster.

    The wind and snow stopped, the sky gradually became clearer, and the field of vision became wider and wider. In front, the black outline of the army gradually emerged. The unpleasant noise of the Hu soldiers and horses came from the wind. Under the black clouds, the continuous banners of the Hu people were like the wings of flying birds.  Generally displayed.

    Seeing a large group of demon troops appearing in front of him, Shentu Jue was immediately overjoyed.  He ran straight towards the barbarian army formation, raising his hands in the air and shouting strangely in barbarian language that Meng Ju could not understand.

    The demon army also saw the two Wei army armored fighters who were chasing each other. A dozen Huren armored fighters rushed forward and intercepted Shentu Jue.  Shentu Jue dropped his weapon and said something to them quickly. As he spoke, he turned around and pointed at Meng Ju who was chasing him, with a panicked look on his face.

    Two men from the team of barbarian armored fighters escorted Shentu Jue toward the queue, while the remaining armored fighters rushed toward Meng Ju in a swarm.  They shouted to Meng Ju from a distance: "Hey, Wei Gou, listen up, put down your weapons, come here and wait for the Khan's decision!"

    Seeing that the Hu soldiers and horses took away Shentu Jue, Meng Ju was in great panic. He roared: "Get out of here! Hand over that beast, he is mine!"
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