Bai Guyun raised his sword and rushed forward, blocking the mad king's messy sword moves.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Bai Dongting also rushed forward, flew onto his brother's shoulders, and caught Liang Yue who was thrown high and then fell rapidly.
Bai Dongting lowered his head and glanced at Liang Yue, who had fainted. Her face was not much better than that of a dead person.
However, the Mad King's strength level was always online. After going crazy, his strength increased even more. Bai Guyun, a general on the battlefield, was stunned to not be able to hold him down. The two swords collided and sparks were fired, and Bai Guyun actually showed signs of decline.
"The prince has gone crazy again!" The surrounding area instantly became noisy and exploded.
The two swords crossed, Bai Guyun lowered his voice and said to the Mad King: "Xiaojiu! Wake up!"
"Die! Let's all die!" The Mad King's eyes were scarlet and his hair exploded. He couldn't recognize who the person he was fighting with was at all.
Bai Dongting, who had just touched the ground with his feet, saw that the situation was not good and quickly handed Liang Yue over to the little emperor who was so frightened that he was crying on the ground. He turned around and rushed over to help his elder brother suppress the mad king.
The little emperor dragged Gu Liangyue back and forth. Banqu had already brought someone over, stood in front of the little emperor, and formed a circle around the Mad King and the Bai brothers.
Banqu and the Bai brothers shouted: "Two generals, please try your best to restrain the prince and control him at the center of the circle, so that we can cooperate."
Bai Dongting saw these guards from the palace, and everyone was carrying a rope with a rake on their backs. He exchanged glances with Bai Guyun, then attacked from left and right, using his Bai family's original sword technique.
Tears flowed down the little emperor's face. He regarded Gu Liangyue as a tumbler and kept shaking it: "Auntie, wake up quickly! Brother Huang's brain is spinning again!"
Bai Dongting heard people say that the regent was a madman, but he never believed it. He thought that he went crazy five years ago because he was forced to retreat in order to escape the machinations of the center.
However, today he really saw the real Mad King! If he hadn't caught the princess just now, the princess would have been thrown to death or stabbed to death with a sword.
The mad king really doesn’t recognize his relatives!
In just this flash, he heard the sound of a sharp blade slicing through the flesh. Bai Dongting saw Bai Guyun's shoulder being slashed solidly by the Mad King.
"Brother!"
Bai Dongting rushed over, trying to pick away the Mad King's sword, but saw that his elder brother not only did not hide, but also held the Mad King's sword with his other hand.
"Gu Huaijiu!" Bai Guyun shouted.
Drops of blood slid down the sword to the hilt, but the Mad King just smiled coldly.
"Gu Huaijiu! If you can, hack me to death!"
Bai Guyun didn't know that he had the wrong tendon, but he actually had a hard fight with a madman.
The Mad King shook his head. When Bai Guyun called out his name, his eyes seemed to clear up for a moment. But when he heard the word "death", he opened his mouth and really increased the strength on his hands.
"Brother! Be careful!"
Bai Dongting knocked away the stubborn Bai Guyun and raised his sword to meet the mad king's sword move.
Seeing that the general had been chopped down, Bai Dongting didn't care about the center of the circle or not, so he immediately ordered the guards to throw the rake out, and the ropes were crisscrossed. Bai Dongting saw the right moment and flew out, taking his eldest brother with him. go out.
The Mad King was entangled in the rope. Although the sword in his hand was not dropped, his arms could not move at all. The guards immediately sent people to run around the Mad King.
The lunatic may have felt that he had been deceived and was being tricked, so he looked up to the sky and roared like a wild beast. Something came out of his eyes, and there were actually two lines of blood and tears.
No cow is really that strong. As soon as the Mad King pulled his arms out, several ropes broke.
"What kind of rags did Feng Yan buy? It's worse than bullshit!" Banqu cursed.
The housekeeper Feng Jin was sneezing heavily in the palace dozens of miles away.
Seeing the ropes being broken one by one, the Mad King struggled a few more times, and no one could control the King.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind Banqu: "Crazy dad, don't make any noise..."
The fluttering words were carried to the madman's ears by the wind, and were almost inaudible. However, the madman's body suddenly shook, the roar suddenly stopped, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The madman knelt down, as if he had suddenly lost all strength, his head lowered and motionless.
Everyone followed the sound to the source of the sound, only to see that the little emperor had cried so much that his nose was full of snot. His shoulder was leaning on Gu Liangyue's little head. The little girl's eyes were half open and half closed, and her lips opened and opened, as if she was saying something again. What, but no one heard what she said clearly this time, because the little emperor cried too loudly.
Bai Guyun let go of his brother's support and walked to Gu Huaijiu with his sword in hand.
Half of Bai Guyun's clothes were covered in blood, and the armor on his body was covered with blood marks. His face was stern, and the sword in his hand was suddenly placed in front of the Mad King.
Banqu hurriedly stepped forward to explain to Bai Guyun: "General, please calm down, my prince accidentally hurt the general..."
Bai Guyun ignored Ban Qu at all and went up to kick the mad king.
The Mad King was not kicked, maybe he didn't use much force in the first place, right?
Bai Guyun took a breath and "hissed" in pain: "Next time you go crazy, don't let me see you!"
The Mad King raised his head, revealing a pair of blank and innocent eyes, which had returned to their normal color.
Gu Huaijiu suddenly opened his mouth, showing his white teeth at Bai Guyun first, and laughed "hehe" twice.
His eyes glanced at the injury on Bai Guyun's shoulder, and his eyes gradually returned to their previous coldness, and he said: "Whoever chopped you off, I will chop him up and make you drink."
Bai Guyun was so sullen that he almost spit out blood!
Banqu silently retreated, it was none of his business, he didn't see anything. The other guards also looked around, but no one dared to challenge him.
"Suzutsuki!"
The mad king, like a man who had nothing to do, tore off the messy ropes on his body, got up and went to find his daughter.
Seeing the Mad King carrying Gu Liangyue, who was still unconscious, back to the tent, everyone sighed: "You can offend anyone, but the Mad King's daughter must be treated as an ancestor and we cannot afford to offend her."
The imperial physician is busy again.
Xuanhui and Hua Niang stood on the top of the mountain in the distance, watching the imperial commander break camp and move forward.
Hua Niang turned to Xuan Hui and asked, "We have pissed off this lunatic this time."
Xuan Hui sneered disdainfully: "If he dares to have any objection, let him never see the little loser!"
Hua Niang raised the corners of her lips slightly: "She is a child, you should be gentler to her."
"Weak and fragile things, unable to withstand even the slightest hardship, I hate the human race the most!"
Xuan Hui said something coldly, but Hua Niang smiled.
"How powerful do you expect a child to be? After this year's New Year's Eve, she will only be seven years old, right? In terms of talent, she can't compare to..."
Halfway through her words, Hua Niang saw Xuan Hui's unkind expression and shook her head slightly. Why couldn't she even mention it?
That’s it! Don't touch the reverse scale.
"You look down on her in every possible way, but you still save her again and again? When you were in Zhang Zhai, you asked her to die together with that madman. Isn't it the end of the world? Isn't that what you wanted?"
"It takes thirty thousand years for a demon lord to appear, are you willing to let her die?" Xuan Hui asked.
Hua Niang shrugged her shoulders, noncommittal.
