The Villain is Reborn! Princess Zhan goes on a killing spree in the capital

In a word.

A cold snort.

Shocked the whole audience.

In the entire Dongchu, there is only that man who dares to speak to the eldest princess like this and call himself the king.

The King of War is innocent.

The War King had fallen, a fact confirmed by the imperial court. The battlefield was littered with corpses, and only his "Evil-Slaying Sword" was recovered.

impossible!

Can't believe it!

Everyone was stunned.

Even Ji Xue was completely frozen.

No one in this world knows Jun Wuzui's fate better than her, because he died at her hands.

Everyone thought that the battle of Gu'an was Nanqing's attempt to annex Dongchu.

However, little did they know that, from the beginning to the end, the man's purpose in pushing for this war was only to kill one person: King Wuzui of Dongchu.

That person had said more than once, "If there is Yu, why is there Liang?" Jun Wuzui was his mortal enemy.

Therefore, the Battle of Gu'an took place, which openly shocked the six countries.

And Ji Xue's secret attack.

A man of such integrity and pride did not die on the front line of the battlefield.

But he died in the enemy's conspiracy.

It was because Jun Wuzui died that the man had no scruples and finally attacked Ji Xue.

Ji Xue's fate was not much better than Jun Wuzui's.

Even carrying a stigma.

It's your own fault.

But now Jun Wuzui is still alive? !

How can it be? !

Jun Wuzui also had the same Soul-Breaking Heartache that Lu Jing had. He was also poisoned by Momentary Beauty, a poison she had personally concocted, infused with sorcery. Unless Ji Xue personally removed it, he would surely die.

What's more, before Jun Wuzui fell off the cliff, Ji Xue stabbed him in the chest with a knife.

If you are innocent, you will surely die.

Ji Xue didn't dare to turn her head.

Don't dare to look.

However, the neck seemed to have its own will, turning slowly and slowly. Ji Xue looked in the direction of the sound.

The wind was blowing, and white hibiscus flowers fell like rain. A handsome man sitting in a wooden wheelchair came into Ji Xue's sight.

Everything around him pales in comparison to Jun Wuzui.

He has lost weight.

It was only late autumn, yet Jun Wuzui was wrapped in a thick fire fox cloak. Due to his illness, his face was as pale as paper, and his thin lips were a blood-red, which made his already beautiful appearance, blessed by heaven, even more enchanting.

However, such a stunning face, due to the owner's overly cold and intimidating aura, makes people dare not have any improper thoughts.

Around Jun Wuzui, even the air seemed to be completely frozen.

He sat in a wheelchair, but he looked like a king, looking down at everyone from above.

The first to react were the Sharpshooter Battalion.

They all knelt on one knee, bowed their heads and clasped their fists:

"Report! Zhang Jiao of the Crossbow Squadron of the Sharpshooter Battalion has returned to the team, and we welcome the return of the War King!"

"Report! Lin Da of the Longbow Squadron of the Sharpshooter Battalion has returned to the team, and we welcome the return of the War King!"

"Report!..."

"Report, of the 300-man Sharpshooter Battalion, 17 have survived. Welcome back, War King!"

These dozen people counted one by one, with a sonorous and tragic voice, and were unstoppable.

No longer timid and lacking a sense of existence like before.

In this world, there is one person who is brave enough to lead an army.

The count from the Sharpshooter Battalion silenced the onlookers, making them truly realize the cruelty of the Gu'an battle.

And I really realized that—

Their war king of Dong Chu is back.

Plop, plop...

The people at the lakeside knelt on the ground: "Greetings to the War King!"

Among the crowd, apart from Lu Jing who fell to the ground in pain, only the eldest princess and Ji Xue were still standing there.

"What?" Jun Wuzui raised his eyelids slightly, his narrow eyes, sharp and reserved, like a glacial crack, bottomless: "Shouldn't my elder sister kneel before me?"

The princess's face paled, then flushed, then paled again. She clenched her fists so tightly that she broke a few nails. She glanced around. Two-thirds of the capital's nobles were before her. They could kneel, but how could she face the world if she bowed her head? "Jun Wuzui, what do you mean by this? Did you come back alive just to pick a fight with me at the princess's mansion?!"

Damn!

How could Jun Wuzui still be alive? How could he still be alive?!

"What qualifications do you have to speak rudely in front of this king?" Jun Wuzui leaned back in his wheelchair, his expression disdainful as he ordered calmly, "Slap him in the face."

The voice just fell.

The sound of slapping hands echoed throughout Mirror Lake.

The guard who was pushing Jun Wuzui's wheelchair had already taken action, but he was not hitting the princess, but the personal maid behind her.

After the beating, the guards raised their voices in a deadpan voice, "Since this is the eldest princess's first offense, she will not be punished. Instead, her maid will be slapped twenty times on the face as a warning to others."

This action is not very harmful but extremely insulting.

"Why aren't you kneeling yet?" Jun Wuzui gave him an indifferent look, which made people tremble inwardly.

It is obvious that this is to force the eldest princess to submit.

Never stop until you kneel.

The eldest princess took a deep breath. She was a princess with only a title but no real seal, but the War King was a real iron-hat king with a title, real seal, military merits, and even a red book and iron certificate.

In the woods behind the War King and in the high places around Mirror Lake, one could vaguely see the reflection of a war spear.

The situation is better than people.

The eldest princess knelt down with a sullen face: "Lianhua greets the War King."

This kneeling made everyone present even more frightened.

Without the War King's order, the crowd of people kneeling in Jinghu Lake did not dare to stand up.

The inexplicable depression makes people feel heavy in their hearts.

At this moment, only Ji Xue was standing there alone, which was particularly abrupt.

She knew that as long as she knelt down, she wouldn't be so conspicuous. It would be best to hide among the crowd without being noticed.

In fact, when Ji Xue was sure that the person coming was Jun Wuzui, the alarm in her heart had already sounded.

There should be no one in this world who knows Jun Wuzui better than her.

At the age of nine, he went to the battlefield for the first time and ordered the massacre of 30,000 prisoners of war; at the age of twelve, he sneaked into the enemy's capital alone, personally beheaded the defecting generals, wiped out their entire families, bathed the streets of the enemy capital in blood, and wrote in blood on the city wall: "Anyone who rebels against our Eastern Chu will be punished no matter how far away he is."

Arrogant and cruel.

Because of this, he frightened the six countries and was named "God of Killing".

Jun Wuzui is a cruel and brutal person who kills people in cold blood and acts only after careful planning.

I hate betrayal the most.

And what Ji Xue had done before was more than just betrayal.

She absolutely, absolutely must not let Jun Wuzui discover her true identity.

Despite the turmoil swirling within her, Ji Xue maintained a calm demeanor. Her condition was now even worse than when she'd been infected with the Heart-Eating Gu. When the princess ordered her to be shot, Ji Xue still had the strength to fight back. But now, her entire body was frozen, unable to move.

Like a deliberate provocation.

The air was silent.

All eyes shifted between Ji Xue and the War King.

Their eyes met in the air, one with a wary look, the other cold and ruthless.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Someone was counting silently in his heart.

"come over."

The War King spoke coldly, and although his voice was light, it could not be disobeyed.

Huh?

Ji Xue's heart moved slightly, Jun Wuzui's attitude towards her was different from that towards the eldest princess.

Her brows relaxed, the corners of her lips curled slightly, and the uninhibited curves in her bright eyes made her even more alluring. "But I can't move now. Why don't you come over, War King?"

The War King's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, but returned to normal in an instant. His deep black eyes were as dark as the eternal night, making it difficult to discern the emotions in his eyes.

The air pressure dropped suddenly near Mirror Lake.

Quiet.

Everyone held their breath.

How dare Su Jixue? !

however--

To everyone's surprise.

A moment later, the War King's wheelchair moved and slowly came towards Ji Xue.

Scattered hibiscus flowers occasionally fall.

The two people are getting closer and closer.

Finally, the wheelchair stopped in front of Ji Xue.

"Lower your head."

This was the second sentence that King Zhan said to Ji Xue.

strangeness.

When the War King approached her, Ji Xue's stiff body seemed to gradually regain consciousness and could move.

This time, she lowered her head.

I'm curious about what the War King is going to do.

When Ji Xue bent down, the War King took off his fire fox cloak and put it on Ji Xue.

The warmth and the aura of the War King instantly spread throughout the body.

Ji Xue's heart skipped a beat.

In a trance, she seemed to be back in that rainy night in the frontier with flames blazing into the sky, the slaughtered village was littered with corpses, her clothes were tattered, her skin was seductively white, her eyes were tearful and pitiful. The general on the cavalry was cold and cruel, but he took off his cloak and hood.

now.

Just like before.

Ji Xue stared at the War King. His actions just now were heartwarming, but his expression was cold and indifferent, as if he kept people at a distance.

The two of them were close at hand.

Ji Xue's eyes suddenly went dark.

"Catch it, I'm going to faint."

She threw down these words and let herself fall directly into the arms of the War King.