In the luxurious palace, there are all kinds of precious and exquisite ornaments. The moon-white and green gauze flutters in the wind, and the pearl curtain jingles.

A faint fragrance rises from the incense burner of the tripod, dispelling the foul smell in the air.

An Xin slowly opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes, her eyes were misty and hazy.

She has been lying there for nearly half a year, from early autumn to late autumn, and now to the beginning of spring.

It’s just that this should be the season of spring with flowers blooming and the garden full of spring colors, but now it is still full of dead trees and branches without a trace of green, and everything is desolate.

When An Xin woke up, he saw four people with haggard faces staring at him.

He managed to utter: "Water...water..."

An Xin frowned when he heard his own mosquito-like voice.

"Yeah, water...we'll get you some water right now!!"

The four people who reacted rushed together in a panic, just to pour An Xin a glass of water as quickly as possible.

An Xin looked at the four people who were originally nimble but now clumsy, and curled the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Xuan quickly poured a cup of tea, lifted her head, and slowly put it to her lips, "Drink it."

An Xin drank the cup of tea from his hand, and then she felt her dry throat was much better. "Thank you!!"

An Xin took a quick glance and saw only her little cousin An Rui standing there with red eyes, and Jiang Zhou with moist eyes, still pretending to be stubborn.

The cute little Chi Lan, with her mouth pursed and her big, clear round eyes open, came over and lay down in front of her bed, already crying and making a sobbing sound.

"Don't cry, you've become a little kitten." An Xin gently touched Chi Lan's head and asked, "Where are your brothers?"

She seemed to sense that Li Ziyu and the others had come to her side, but she didn't see anyone at this moment.

“Half a month ago, we received a report from the secret guards that Gu Mingde was attacking Jibei with a weapon more powerful than Si Han’s.

Kong Xun and Senior Brother Li were worried that Jibei would be breached. If Daqian fell into the hands of the devil Gu Mingde, a bloodbath would surely be unavoidable.

Therefore, after the border generals sent a letter for help, after everyone discussed and considered, they had no choice but to return to the border of northern Hebei to resist Gu Mingde’s army’s siege...”

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A group of people and horses galloped past on the official road from Beiming to Daqian Jibei.

I saw a black horse running on the road with its head held high. The person sitting on it was tall and slender, with sparkling eyes. Her body was as light and flexible as flowing water.

The veil wrapped around her face fluttered in the wind, revealing every part of her body that was exposed, revealing her icy beauty.

The man who was walking side by side with her looked at her with a moment of obsession.

Afraid of displeasing her, he raised his angular light red lips, then silently retracted his gaze.

He didn't want anything now. As long as the person in front of him was still alive and he could stay by his side, he didn't want anything else.

He could even hand over the Beiming Kingdom, which had fallen into his hands again.

This time when he returned to the Beiming royal family, he did not cover up the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows that was born with a red tint and golden hue, which was unique to the direct descendants of the Beiming royal family.

Many old ministers of the aristocratic families in Beiming still recognized him as a descendant of the orthodox royal bloodline.

This time when he wanted to go to the border, he was strongly opposed by this group of people.

But does he care about this?!

Jiang Xuan not only doesn't care about the throne of Beiming which is within his reach.

It can even be said that he is disdainful. For Jiang Xuan, he can get any power as long as he is willing and plans hard.

As the greatest dark emperor among all the countries, even he himself didn't know how much gold, silver and treasures he owned.

It should be said that now Jiang Xuan doesn't care about anything except An Xin, the person who lives at the top of his heart.

During the time when An Xin was injured and unconscious, Jiang Zhou became much calmer after some reflection.

Even when he discovered that Jiang Xuan had ill intentions towards his little headmaster, he would only glare at him occasionally, and did not provoke or argue with him as he did before.

An Rui and Chi Lan followed closely behind.

Behind him was a team of Qinglong and Jiang Xuan's personal guards, leading thousands of troops.

The martial arts skills of these specially trained men far surpass those of other soldiers. To say that they can defeat a hundred people alone would be an underestimation of them.

During the time An Xin had been in Beiming, he knew that Gu Mingde was a ruthless person.

Now his dark side has been infinitely magnified by the spirit of the weapon. To describe Gu Mingde as cruel and ruthless is to go easy on him.

Because I was worried about the safety of Li Ziyu and his group.

An Xin managed to shorten the journey from half a month to eight or nine days by traveling day and night.

But when they rode at full speed to the border of northern Hebei.

I saw rows of people hanging upside down on the city wall.

I still felt a tremor in my heart.

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An Rui sat on his horse and saw clearly who those people were hanging upside down on the city wall, with blood and flesh all over their bodies, and their faces were bruised.

He didn't know whether he was trembling with anger or sadness, and he almost lost his balance and fell off his horse.

"Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Xiang Bai, Senior Brother Jing, Ah Xing..."

His voice was trembling unnaturally, and every time he called out someone, his voice choked up.

An Xin pursed her lips tightly, suppressing the urge to save people immediately.

He raised his head and looked coldly at the arrogant middle-aged man, Gu Mingde, who was standing on the city wall of Daqian Jibei.

"Da da da da"

A row of bullets fired from the machine guns held by the people on the city wall swept not far in front of An Xin and his companions' horses.

"Woo." The horse neighed in shock and stamped its hooves back and forth, restless.

"Let's go... let's go quickly..."

The man hanging upside down on the wall was awakened from his drowsiness by the sound of the comb machine gun.

Only then did I discover a group of people standing under the city wall.

Yuchi Yi was hanging upside down on the city wall, his face flushed red as if he had not had water for a long time, and his lips were dry and chapped.

He opened his mouth and shouted at An Xin and the others to leave quickly. Traces of blood flowed from his cracked lips along his cheek, through his eye sockets, across his forehead, and dripped into the mud below the city.

"Go...go...don't worry about us," the others also shouted the same words desperately after seeing An Xin and the others.

It was only because they had seen the devil on the city wall, and the army he brought with him had not only powerful weapons in their hands.

What shocked and frightened them even more was that thing that was like a fist and could blow a big hole in their city gate when thrown at it.

An Xin looked at the dilapidated city gate, the charred trees around it, the broken bodies covered in blood, and the corpses of Daqian soldiers scattered everywhere.

Wherever An Xin swept past, cruelty and desolation were revealed.

A gentle breeze blew by, and waves of foul and fishy smells drifted over in the air. An Xin's eyes were as cold as ice, and he closed his eyes. There was such a strong smell of blood.

I'm afraid that the people in the entire Jibei city...

At this moment, it seemed as if the entire Jicheng was shrouded in a thick, dark smog, making people feel suffocated.

Jiang Xuan: "Beast!!"

He thought of himself as a cold-hearted person, but the scene before him was still beyond his human imagination, and he couldn't help but curse out these dirty words from his noble and elegant lips.

"Welcome, Lord An!" At this time, a sinister voice came from the city wall.