Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

The sun's rays of the sun clearly exposed Gu Shirou and Wei Cong'an on the wall of the North City Tower to everyone's attention.

Wei Cong'an originally half-squinted his eyes and looked at the nine-section whip attached to the rumored black iron in Gu Shirou's hand.

The next moment, the whip had already volleyed down.

The oncoming nine-section whip was getting closer and closer with a fierce murderous aura, and he was forced to lift his long sword out of its scabbard.

Gu Shirou's robe fluttered, a playful smile raised on the corner of his mouth, the whip handle was gently twisted, the whip tail that was about to be picked up by Wei Cong'an suddenly wrapped around like a snake's body, and rolled up his long knife section by section.

Wei Cong'an tried to pull out the long knife, but Gu Shirou yanked it back, and the hand holding the long knife jumped forward with his body.

Two figures swept up above the tower in an instant, Gu Shirou's body was as light as a swallow, and she was as light as a flying eagle. Wei Cong'an was forced to follow, staggering.

For a time, the sword light whip danced.

Wei Cong'an was obsessed with the long sword in his hand, but he was restrained everywhere, but the nine-section whip seemed to be integrated with Gu Shirou's right arm, swinging freely as he wanted.

With a sound of 'keng', the long knife in his hand was almost tossed and finally fell off.

The nine-section whip rolled up the long knife and retracted it, but at the same time, it threw it out, like a dart, bringing a cold light to his face.

Wei Cong'an bent down, stretched out his hand to catch the hilt of the sword again, but was almost taken out of the tower by the strength of the long sword. With almost all his strength, he deflected the direction of the long sword and inserted it straight into the long pillar at the corner of the tower.

The tip of the knife penetrates the wood, more than three points.

Wei Cong'an's qi and blood rolled and his internal strength was unbalanced because of the shock of the blow just now. He quenched a mouthful of blood and water, drew the knife with his backhand and raised it to his chest, his eyes locked on Gu Shirou.

Shi Fuqiu had a panoramic view of Gu Shirou's every move at the foot of the city gate. Every time she waved, it seemed to lift a layer of veil in Shi Fuqiu's memory.

These years of husband and son did not make her emaciated, but Gu Shirou, who was on the tower today, radiated a dazzling brilliance because of her hearty, long-standing battle.

Over the years, she has been like a sword hidden in a box, keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile, the world has long forgotten her sassy and heroic appearance.

At this moment... the sword is out of the box!

At this moment, Shi Fuqiu admired a woman like Gu Shirou very much compared to his martial arts.

The women in Beijing are especially from the ladies, who is not delicate and expensive, and who can compare with her dazzling radiance.

When Wei Cong'an was embarrassed to draw the knife, Gu Shirou was leaning against the long column of the other corner tower.

From a distance, the tail of the hair echoes the tail of the whip, as if the wind is approaching nine days.

Wei Cong'an suppressed the fear in his heart, rose into the air, and swirled in the air, wielding a splendid knife light, like a little bit of stars falling straight down from the sky.

The right foot of Gu Shirou's bent leg tapped the long column, and the lotus stride made the wind, catching up with the light like a shadow, and backhanded the whip. Knife light coming.

Then nine whips swayed, and the tail of the whip rushed straight up, like a life-devouring black dragon.

Wei Cong'an was able to dodge the blow of the curling neck, but his hair crown was thrown off.

Gu Shirou's wrist turned continuously, the whip attacked, and the whip body hissed and broke the weathered sword into nothingness.

The moment her toes stood on Wei Cong'an's blade, her whip tail was like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, and it was like a boa constrictor, surrounding him.

The moment Gu Shirou raised the knife, his body flipped upside down in the air, tough, charming, and sassy. Wei Cong'an was also picked up by a long whip, and he spun piece by piece.

The whip was nine long, and after nine rotations, he fell off the tail of the whip, and the castle tower started to form an arc from top to bottom.

Between heaven and earth, suddenly filled with a bleak and chilling meaning.

With a sound of 'bang', Wei Cong'an fell heavily, his hair bun flying, and Gu Shirou's arrogant whip made the snow on the branches rustled.

Wei Cong'an's face full of hair was mixed with blood from the corners of his mouth, and he vomited wildly.

And Gu Shirou, who was standing above the city tower, had cold eyes, holding the whip in his hands, this scene was absolutely gorgeous...

"Gu Shirou, so what if you fight alone? When the army of this general breaks Chang'an, what can you do alone?" Shi Fuqiu saw the horrified expressions on the soldiers' faces. .

Gu Shirou walked to the other corner of the tower and picked up the long knife that Wei Cong'an had just left behind.

She rubbed the body of the blade, suddenly her wrist flipped, and the long blade flew out, so frightened that the garrison who had just stepped forward to check Wei Cong'an's injury all retreated.

The tip of the knife... was rubbing Wei Cong'an's neck into the snow. Although the blade didn't touch the flesh and blood, there was a line of blood oozing out of his neck.

"How much to come... how much to kill my mother!"

There are so many beautiful women in the world, but there has never been one who can be as energetic as Gu Shirou above the tower in front of him.

"Chang'an, you can't keep it, it's a matter of time. As long as you avoid the mansion, you will be safe from the Zhao mansion." Shi Fuqiu didn't want to be an enemy of Gu Shirou.

If she comes forward, there will be many former members of the Shi family who will come in the future.

What's more, Concubine Li also pointed to General Zhao to recover the new city.

Therefore, Shi Fuqiu suppressed his personal resentment and tried to make peace.

Gu Shirou's red lips secretly outlined a smile, but there was a faint chill, and her eyes, which were as cold as frozen lake water, were extraordinarily clear.

She said in a deep voice: "If the country is in trouble, I will return without an edict. I swear to be the vanguard and kill the rebels!"

The north wind whistled past, blowing her voice more and more majestic...

King Mo's soldiers have always only seen Xiao Mu Bailing above all sentient beings, and his prestige cannot be violated. I have never seen such a sassy woman standing alone in front of the tower.

The blood flows, boils, and spreads in the hearts of every defending soldier, like a wildfire blazing a prairie.

"Oath to be the vanguard, kill the rebels!"

The slogan kept on resounding through the entire North City Gate, drifting farther and farther, even with the defenders of the East, West and South Gates, although they didn't know what happened to the North City Gate, they were inexplicably agitated and more courageous.

The rebels of the other three gates only felt that the people above the city gate, how could the more they kill the more courageous, didn't Shi Fuqiu take the initiative to invite troops to the north gate and vowed to break the city gate first?

They didn't know yet that the garrison Si Wei Cong'an, who came with them, was already lying at the foot of the Beicheng Gate. The garrison was carrying Wei Cong'an, who was full of whiplashes and especially vomiting blood, and exited the field in embarrassment.

Gu Shirou's not killing him is not merciful. If he is cut with a knife, there will still be a second person to replace him. How many people died in the battle, they will soon be forgotten and turned into a handful of loess.

The reason why she crippled Wei Cong's hit was so that the rebels could see his tragic condition day and night, so that the army's heart was unstable...