Chapter 543

"Emperor, Emperor..."

Su Yin lifts Wu Zhuangnan Zhao up against the stone wall, claps his face and shouts in a low voice, but he doesn't respond at all.

The angular face was as if it had been ploughed out of the soil for two days. It was gray and yellow.

It's poison. At that time, the poison of shengxuecao had spread all over the body.

Looking at Wu Zhuangnan Zhao Bai Li's green skin, Su Yin subconsciously covers his heart and kneels in front of him with his lip.

What should she do?

Can she live with all her heart?

However, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao would have to die here if he didn't take heart. He's so hurt that it's impossible to hold on.

The mole ant is still greedy for life, she is not?

After nine lives, only in this life, she fell in love with a man, married him, conceived his child, and didn't want to die.

Su Yin put his hand over Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's face, and tears rolled out: "emperor, what should I do?"

I really don't want to die. As soon as she dies, she has two lives. How can she be so great?

However, the iron sand on his back was all hurt to protect her.

Protection time and again, he did not seem to regard him as the emperor.

Su Yin couldn't help crying. If she didn't care about the choice between life and death before, she knew she couldn't live more than 25 years old.

But now she doesn't want to die at all.

She wants to go to see Yun poxiao, give birth to her baby, build a hut, raise an old cow and live a life of farming and weaving.

"There are bloodstains and many corpses here. Did you run away along this side?"

"Where? Come here, come here. Is this a sign of escape? "

Su Yin's heart sank. He immediately stood up and went to the cave. He saw that Fusang soldiers were only a little more than a mile or two away.

The phantom is silent. It must be that her spiritual power is exhausted. Just like last year when she was washed to Lianshan river bank, he became a ghost to protect her.

Su Yin took out the Kirin seal and whispered, "baby, are you there? Can you give me a response? "

But this time there was no response.

Su Yin's nose was sour, and a burst of sadness came from it: "baby, did you leave too? Why don't you tell me? "

"Come on, find them, cut off their heads, and you'll be able to hand them over."

Outside the cave, footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Su Yin didn't have time to grieve for a long time, so he put away the seal of the unicorn and dragged a corpse at the entrance of the cave which was about the same height as Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao into the cave.

Su Yin took up the Youming sword and pricked it on the back of the corpse many times, making it look like he had been hit by the firegun.

Immediately, she took off Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao's clothes and put them on the corpse. She also took off her hair crown and put it on the corpse.

But this face

Su Yin thinks about it, grabs the stone to smash the corpse's face, hesitates, but still doesn't.

Fusang soldiers are not stupid. Seeing the smashed face, they will not believe that Wu Zhuangnan Zhao is dead.

After thinking for a long time, she thought of the ghost of Qingfeng in Youming sword, so she asked, "Qingfeng, can you hear me?"

The cold and secluded body of the sword reveals a gloomy breath.

Su Yin bit his fingertips and squeezed a drop of blood on the Youming sword. The breath suddenly became stronger.

She added, "can you still do magic? Make the face of the corpse look like the emperor's, and then make an illusion on the emperor's face. "

In times of crisis, the ghost of Qingfeng is very reliable.

The Youming sword suddenly flew up and crossed Su Yin's palm. Stained with the blood, it drew a blood amulet out of thin air and hit Wu Zhuangnan Zhao's face.

Immediately, Youming sword drew another blood amulet and hit the corpse on the face.

The spirit power of the blood amulet is very weak, so the magic is not strong, but it's OK to frighten ordinary people.

Su Yin dragged the corpse to the mat and lay down. Then he changed Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao into Fu sang soldier's clothes and smeared the blood on his face.

After a series of disguises, Su Yincai knelt down in front of Wu Chuang Nan Zhao and looked at him quietly with mixed feelings.

Looking back on what happened after he met Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao, he was very kind to her.

So she won't watch him die. He is the emperor and the Lighthouse of the people in Xishu, much more precious than her life.

"Emperor, you can't question Weichen's loyalty any more. For you, Weichen has taken the life of the child. In this life, I haven't lived even at the age of 18. If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be your minister. Wuwuwuwu... "

While saying that, Su Yin took up the Youming sword and stabbed it into his heart.

As soon as the sword was drawn, the red blood gushed out and dyed Su Yin's robe.

Then, three blood droplets, which seemed to be wrapped in blood mist, floated out with the blood, showing a light golden light.

Su Yin quickly catches Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao with his hand, then pinches his jaw and feeds the blood into his mouth.

At this moment, Su Yin seemed to be drained of his spirit, and the whole person lost his vitality.

She cried and trembled: "emperor, I owe you my life. I give it back to you..."

However, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao still did not wake up. Leaning against the stone wall, he seemed to be asleep or dead.

With the last effort, Su Yin dragged him to a huge stone and picked up some small stones for cover.

Outside the cave, the voice came faintly: "look, is there a cave there?"

"It seems to be. Let's go and have a look."

The Fusang soldiers are coming. Su Yin staggers back and drags the corpse disguised as Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao to the entrance of the cave.

After doing all this well, Su Yin turned to look at the huge stone hidden in Nanzhao of Wuzhuang, and sighed: "emperor, I have done everything I can. Whether I can turn the bad into the good depends on the will of heaven."

In a moment, she walked out of the cave with a cat's waist and ran to the West.

"There, there's the woman. She ran away."

The Fusang soldiers cried out in surprise, and immediately a barrage of bullets came, and countless Fusang soldiers chased Su Yin.

Gu Qing looked suspiciously at the direction of Su Yin's departure, then turned to look at the cave, and took several people to walk straight past.

Lift the stone at the entrance of the cave, you can see the corpse lying in the cave, bloody, even the hair crown is crooked.

It looks like Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao.

A Fusang soldier was overjoyed: "general, it's the emperor of Shu. He died as expected."

Gu Qing is suspicious. He overturns the corpse with his feet. Seeing the dense iron sand eyes on his back, he suddenly laughs wildly.

"Hahaha, hahaha, I thought Wu Zhuangnan Zhao was so strong that he was also flesh and blood. Hahaha..."

Before his voice fell, Gu Qing took the sword and cut down the head of the corpse and handed it to Fusang soldiers on the side.

"Go, catch the woman and you'll be able to deliver. This evening, we will be able to take the warship back to Fusang. Ha ha ha... "

"Yes, yes, we're going back soon."

The sound of footsteps is far away, and after the boulder, Wu Zhuang Nan Zhao is still not awake, just a drop of crystal clear tears in the corner of his eyes.

Tears rolled down his cheek and fell on the back of his drooping hand.

So his hand trembled slightly.