"Come out if you can!"

"If you have the ability, don't try martial arts!"

"you……"

"What do you mean?"

"Sharp-tongued!"

"That's all you know. You don't even know how to change to something new!"

As a prince, no one has ever treated Xiaoqing like this!

When it comes to talking, he is really no match for Song Yaoyao!

In addition to the pain in his legs, he felt like Song Yaoyao was about to cause internal injuries.

Gua Gua: [Host, Xiao Qing is right there, why don’t you just shoot him in the head?

You have to hit someone's knee!

What kind of evil taste do you have?】

Song Yaoyao: [If this man doesn't intend to attack me, as a former god of war, I still admire him.

We all have different standpoints. Even if it comes to a life-and-death struggle, I will happily send him off.

But now, he chose to point his finger at me.

Since he is seeking death, there is no need for me to be polite to him.

If he wants to use his martial arts to attack me, a person who doesn't know martial arts, then I will let him taste something he doesn't have first.

Now, even if he doesn't die, his legs are already broken. The former god of war can't stand up anymore. Being a cripple, it must be very painful, right?

A disabled prince wants to restore his country and become emperor. What kind of daydream is this?

I'm afraid the people of this world won't believe him! 】

Gua Gua: [That’s true. There has never been a person with a physical defect who became an emperor in all dynasties.

You are directly destroying his path to restoring his country.

Host, do you want him to be disabled for the rest of his life and just live like this?】

Song Yaoyao: [How could I let him go like this?

Xiaoqing was the god of war in the past, and I don’t want to leave such a disaster behind.

Let him suffer for a while, and then we can kill him before our people get here.

Guagua: [Host, don't forget that Xiaoqing's martial arts skills are extraordinary. Don't be clumsy and let him escape!]

Song Yaoyao: [I know!

So, Gua Gua, please keep an eye on him for me. If he tries to run away, tell me immediately.

I've been busy for so long, only a little water can be taken in. Let me drink some water first.

Guagua: [Okay, host.]

Just as Song Yaoyao finished drinking the water, Guagua's voice rang out, saying:

[Host, our people have almost wiped out those people in the front yard, and we will be here soon.

Also, there is a secret room in this study, and Xiaoqing looked for you for a long time but couldn't find it.

He also heard the noise in the front yard and was about to escape through the secret passage.

Song Yaoyao: [I understand.]

Song Yaoyao did not hesitate, took out the gun again, and pulled the trigger at Xiaoqing's head.

Xiaoqing fell straight down. He never dreamed that he would die at the hands of someone who had no martial arts skills.

After confirming that Xiaoqing was dead, Song Yaoyao immediately left the space.

Song Yaoyao walked up to Xiaoqing and touched him with her foot, but he didn't react at all.

Guagua: [Host, I've already told you, he's dead.]

Song Yaoyao: [It’s such a pity that a great war god has fallen like this.

If we weren't on opposite sides, we might actually be friends. 】

Gua Gua: [Yes, from the perspective of Longyuan Country, Xiaoqing is impeccable!

What a pity, everyone has different standpoints! 】

…

While Gua Gua and Song Yaoyao were chatting, Song Qinghui and the others had already arrived at the study.

Song Qinghui kicked open the door of the study and saw Song Yaoyao. He immediately walked forward and checked her up and down. He was relieved to find that she was fine.

"I'm glad you're okay! I was so worried all the way here!"

"Don't worry, brother. I will follow them only when I am absolutely sure."

"I know, but I'm still worried sick!"

Song Yaoyao pointed at Liu Zheheng lying on the ground and said:

"Xiaoqing is dead."

Liu Zheheng sighed: