Volume 1 Chapter 44 (1/2)
Book 1: Winds Begin to Blow in Tai Yuan
Chapter 44 – Running Like a Wolf, Rushi+ng Like a Boar[1]
When the palace gate opened, Meng Fuyao immediately let out a shocked “ah” sound In her past life, she had never personally seen hundreds of thousands of people chaotically battle in one place Seeing it with her own eyes today, she only felt that as expected, iination was limited while it was reality that was the most cruel
In front of her, a boundless stretch of dark hued into her field of view The wide palace street plaza reflected palaces like ht like water – however, in reality the mountains were made of flesh and bone, and oceans were made of bloody water Swell after swell of wild aniles rose and fell The wind screa each other, its whistling sound containing traces of blood thirst and htly surrounded the black-are snakes one red and one black that twisted together Howling cries and chopped flesh flew nearby, and warm blood stained the vast heavens with the same color
Zhan Bei Ye and Yun Hen, however, were hardened veterans of war, and didn’t have the astonish to look, they only protected Fuyao as they charged forwards The three continuously pushed aside the entangled hu the way stabbing to death the blood-crazed soldiers that ca over to attack them Before they had made it in even two steps their bodies had already been bathed in blood, their faces splattered with pieces of flesh
In the chaos Meng Fuyao looked back, looking towards the Yuan Zhaoxu overlooking on his horse inside the palace gates He peacefully sat up high, not watching the great turbulent battle outside the palace, not watching Prince Qi’s troops building up behind hi her
That light-colored robe sunk into the darkness, its lapels drifting leisurely as if flying, was tinted with ht as if it were the sleeves of an i, rein holding posture anity and elegance as in the past
Meng Fuyao was forced forward by the flowing crowd, beco further and further away froht, like aleaf or a flying strand, that tugged and pulled, floated and drifted, finally landing on her back It was so scorching that even her heart was burnt a little, and she felt a small amount of pain
Biting her lip, Meng Fuyao was a little depressed This person was too thorough when he helped soht? It had already reached this point, as he not leaving? Was he still helping with Qi Xunyi’s plans? She didn’t actually hold resent on the opposite side of her – political choices had no relation with personal feelings From a certain perspective, it was her that had ruined his plans
Opening her mouth, Fuyao had the impulse to loudly shout for hiave up in frustration Yuan Zhaoxu this person, he e just because of so she said
Softly sighing, Meng Fuyao helplessly turned back her head The corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a snohite ball of fat that poked out fro a posture towards her of “Goodbye and don’t come back”
Fuyao’s face darkened, cursing loudly, “Dumb person’s stupid rat!”