The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

The surviving archers on the wall held the bowstrings with stiff fingers, cold sweat dripping down their foreheads, but no one dared to move.

Under the visor, those eyes were like cold stars in the abyss, so sharp that they almost pierced through Su Rou's calm appearance.

His gaze did not linger on her face, but slowly moved down, landing again on her hand that had just brushed against his breastplate.

The light red mark left on the fingertips was like a brand, burning his sight.

The knuckles of the armored hand on the giant axe handle suddenly tightened in a place where no one could see, making a subtle but teeth-grinding sound of metal friction.

The blood beads that had not yet dried on the axe blade fell on the blood-stained bluestone slabs with a "click" sound due to the slight vibration. The sound was extremely clear in the dead silence.

Time seemed to stand still for a few breaths.

His eyes swept across the hellish scene at the palace gate.

Twisted and broken corpses, broken limbs and arms soaked in blood, and shattered bones mixed with wood chips.

Finally, his gaze fixed on the burly general at Su Rou's feet, whose life was taken away by the ebony hairpin.

A tiny blood hole in the general's throat was still oozing blood.

A voice came from under the visor.

The voice was hoarse and rough, like two pieces of rusty iron scraping against each other, and every word was filled with a heavy murderous aura.

"Shang Jiu?"

He paused, and his hoarse voice seemed to carry a sharp scrutiny that penetrated the visor and pierced Su Rou.

"Is it voluntary?"

This question was like a poisoned dagger, stabbing out suddenly and unexpectedly.

There was no change in the expression on Su Rou's face.

The faint arc even deepened a bit, turning into a smile of naked mockery and chill.

"Ah."

There was a light scoff, like ice beads rolling down a jade plate.

She did not answer.

Not a single word.

She simply withdrew her gaze and no longer looked at the cold mask.

Her gaze returned to the deep, dark palace road.

As if that was the only existence worthy of her attention.

Then she took a step.

He stepped over the pool of blood on the ground without hesitation in his plain, soft-soled brocade shoes.

The tip of her shoe lightly touched the arm of the corpse of the general she had just killed, using the force to move past.

The movements were smooth and natural, as if what was under his feet was not a flesh and blood body, but an ordinary stepping stone.

She walked towards the depths of the open palace gate.

The general still stood there, like an ancient rock, blocking most of the light from the palace gate.

He did not move, only the pair of eyes hidden behind the mask, like the most sinister falcon, were fixed on Su Rou's back as she gradually merged into the shadow of the palace gate.

The huge axe in his hand was as big as a door panel, and blood was still dripping from the axe blade.

The thin twilight struggled to fall on the broad axe blade, and the cold and dark metal surface suddenly reflected a resolute cold light.

This light, like a silent declaration of war, cut through the thick twilight and illuminated the faint but glaring bloodstain on his armor that was left by Su Rou's fingertips.

Su Rou's figure was about to be completely submerged in the thick shadows inside the palace gate.

At this moment.

"call out--!"

A very subtle, yet scalp-bursting sound of breaking through the air suddenly shot out from the deep shadows on the left side of the palace gate without any warning!

As fast as lightning.

The target is Su Rou's back!

This arrow is tricky and vicious.

The timing is perfect!

The faint blue light on the arrowhead flashed and disappeared, clearly it was poisoned!

"girl!"

Behind Su Rou, the black-armored warrior's eyes were bloodshot, he roared angrily, and his body instinctively lunged forward!

Su Rou's reaction is faster than anyone else's thinking!

She didn't even look back!

At the same moment when the poisonous arrow left the bow, she seemed to have eyes on her back, and her left hand, which had been hanging by her side, flipped upwards as fast as a ghost!

The dark red bloodstains remaining on the dagger suddenly glowed with a strange light in the dim light.

"Ding!"

A heart-pounding sound of metal clashing against stone!

The tip of the dagger pointed at the tip of the poisoned arrow with incredible precision!

Mars suddenly appears!