Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

The setting sun was like blood, and it was already dusk.

Cheng Wuji had a wild and complacent smile on his face.

He has seen Zhao Chen's current appearance, and knows that Zhao Chen can't hold on anymore.

His heart was extremely excited, and there was also a kind of refreshing revenge!

When he was on the road of Shu that day, he was injured by Zhao Chen's men. At that time, he kept Zhao Chen's enemy firmly in his heart. In his dealings with others, he must retaliate, and he will never let go of the slightest hatred. Seeing that Zhao Chen was about to fall now, he was extremely happy in his heart.

"Haha! Go to hell! After you die, I will cut off your noble head and send him to the queen, and then let the queen marry her fairy-like female disciple to me! I, Cheng Wuji, is destined to marry me. I want to become the number one person in the devil's way, the number one person in the world! I am destined to be famous in history, and my reputation will surpass Jing Ke!" Cheng Wuji laughed wildly, the expression on his face extremely ferocious.

Zhao Chen was almost desperate at this moment, he almost gave up resisting. It's just that every time such a juncture is reached, a wave of anger will surge in his heart, and he will never let himself do this. If he didn't really die, really lack of strength, and really fall to the ground, he would never stop. He still has to fight, he won't let others kill him.

"Am I going to die? No, I'm not willing to die like this!" Zhao Chen said secretly.

Zhao Chen slapped forward again and knocked a stone away, but blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, Zhao Chen faintly felt a sweet fragrance, and his head suddenly felt a little dizzy.

"Emperor, I really don't want to kill you now! Kneel down quickly! Call me Grandpa quickly! I can let you live a little longer!" Cheng Wuji was still laughing.

"Tianxiang, what the hell is this?" Zhao Chen didn't pay any attention to Cheng Wuji's words, but he felt dizzy even more.

Cheng Wuji saw that Zhao Chen's eyes were blurred, and felt a little strange. At this moment, his body suddenly shook slightly!

"Not good!" Cheng Wuji was taken aback!

He never thought that he would encounter a conspiracy! When he was at his happiest, most excited, and wildest, someone plotted against him!

For a moment, the internal energy in Cheng Wuji's body was a little lazy, and he seemed unable to bring it up!

Cheng Wuji was horrified! He has wandered around the world for many years, and naturally he has encountered Mihunxiang before, but this is the first time he has seen such a domineering Mihunxiang.

Cheng Wuji wanted to kill Zhao Chen immediately, but his body was not in control, so he didn't dare to stay any longer.

At that moment, he bit down on the tip of his tongue, and there was a sharp pain, Cheng Wuji's body suddenly turned over, and he fled towards the distance.

It wasn't until Cheng Wuji left that Zhao Chen's body staggered and fell down, without the slightest consciousness anymore.

A woman in white came out of the woods, her eyes were picturesque, who is it if it's not Song Qingyao?

In less than a day, Song Qingyao actually changed into another outfit, and she didn't know where she got it.

She quickly came to Zhao Chen's side and helped Zhao Chen up.

After a while, Song Qingyao's face changed drastically.

She felt that Zhao Chen's internal strength was faint, and Zhao Chen's internal injury that had been recovering suddenly broke out again at this moment.

Moreover, Zhao Chen's injury seems to be worse than before.

Suddenly, Song Qingyao's face also turned pale.

"How could this be? I just left for a moment, and something like this happened!"

"Damn me, I shouldn't have left!"

She was extremely anxious, and immediately she helped Zhao Chen up, and led Zhao Chen to the dense forest ahead.

She didn't dare to stay here for too long, since Cheng Wuji could find this place, other people would definitely find it too.

After walking in the dense forest for a while, she actually brought Zhao Chen to the bank of the Qiantang River again.

There was a big boat parked here, and Song Qingyao carried Zhao Chen onto the boat.

"You can't stay here any longer! There are not many hidden places around here! If Cheng Wuji brings someone here again, it will be terrible! Why don't you go to the sea first." Song Qingyao secretly said.

She rocked the boat towards the sea.

The sky gradually darkened, and the wind and waves on the sea gradually became more violent.

At this moment, Zhao Chen in the cabin suddenly uttered a sound of pain.

Song Qingyao was taken aback, and hurried back into the cabin.

Zhao Chen was gasping for breath, sweating profusely all over his face!

Song Qingyao hurriedly pressed Zhao Chen's forehead with her hand, and immediately felt Zhao Chen's forehead was hot.

However, apart from his forehead, Zhao Chen's face and neck were extremely cold, and Zhao Chen's hands were also extremely cold!

Song Qingyao was extremely anxious, she had already taken out the quilt and covered Zhao Chen's body tightly.

There was a lot of wind and waves outside. After Song Qingyao arranged everything, she came to the board again to control the big ship and prevent it from being capsized by the wind and waves.

Not long after, she returned to the cabin again, and she touched Zhao Chen's body with her hands again. At this time, Zhao Chen's body was still extremely cold! Not only that, Zhao Chen's forehead also started to become cold!

Zhao Chen's face was extremely pale, and there was an indescribable gloom in this paleness, as if it was the face of a dead person.

"How could this be?"

Song Qingyao was extremely flustered, she took Zhao Chen's hand, and a wave of internal force went towards Zhao Chen's body, but Zhao Chen's body still didn't respond at all.

Suddenly Song Qingyao let out an exclamation!

Zhao Chen's breath seemed to be faint, as if it was about to disappear!

"What should I do? I will never let him die!"

Song Qingyao was at a loss, she was so anxious that she almost shed tears.

"It's so cold... this time... is it really the end?" At this moment, Zhao Chen on the bed suddenly murmured.

After muttering, Zhao Chen's breathing resumed again, but it was still abnormally short.

Zhao Chen's body was still extremely cold, and after a while, his breath became faint again.

Zhao Chen seemed to be struggling against death, not to let himself sink.

"Zhao Chen! Wake up! Wake up!" Song Qingyao shouted anxiously.

However, Zhao Chen was not moved at all.

"What should I do?" Song Qingyao was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself, Zhao Chen had already rejected him when he was in Sichuan, but she still only had this person in her heart. This time on the West Lake, she rescued Zhao Chen again, and then she still followed behind Zhao Chen, and she always couldn't let go of this person. Seeing that Zhao Chen was about to die, she wished she could die too.

"There is still a way! There must be a way!" Song Qingyao took a deep breath and secretly said.

After a while, she lifted the quilt a little, and the whole person entered the quilt.

She hugged Zhao Chen tightly, as if hugging an ice cube.

"Don't die! Don't die!" She wept softly, leaning her face against Zhao Chen's.

Gradually, Zhao Chen's face felt warm, but other parts of Zhao Chen's body were still extremely cold.

"I can't let him die! For him, I can do anything! I don't care about anything!"

At this moment, she didn't care about being shy, she just wanted to save Zhao Chen.

The wind and waves outside were getting bigger and bigger, the oil lamp on the table had fallen off, and it was dark in the cabin, so she hugged Zhao Chen tightly like this.

After an unknown period of time, Zhao Chen's body finally felt warm, and Song Qingyao was overjoyed.

She still pushed her internal energy desperately towards Zhao Chen's body, her face turned pale now.

Gradually, Zhao Chen's body temperature was close to that of ordinary people, and it was getting hotter and hotter.

Zhao Chen's breathing became rapid again.

"Zhao Chen, are you okay? Are you okay?"

"can you hear me?"

"Say something!"

Song Qingyao kept whispering, at this moment, Zhao Chen's body started to move!

There seemed to be lightning flashing outside, and Song Qingyao gradually stopped struggling.

She seemed to be appointed, closed her eyes, and kissed Zhao Chen, actively responding.

*****

After a long time, the cabin became quiet.

It was already raining heavily on the sea, the waves were raging, and the boat was constantly shaking with the waves.

Zhao Chen was already in a deep sleep, his breathing became steady, and his arms were still around Song Qingyao.

Song Qingyao didn't feel sleepy at all, she was lying in Zhao Chen's arms, listening to the sound of wind and rain outside, and feeling the shaking of the big ship.

The boat seemed about to capsize and she was supposed to get it under control, but she wasn't doing that at all.

She turned around gently, and hugged Zhao Chen backwards, feeling the warmth and strength of Zhao Chen.

She gently kissed Zhao Chen's body, but she couldn't help but shed tears again.

Gradually, she also fell into a deep sleep.

The boat floated gently with the sea breeze, and after an unknown amount of time, there was a muffled sound, and Song Qingyao was startled awake.

She looked outside, and the sky was already dark.

She finally broke free from Zhao Chen's arm and put on the clothes.

She has a very beautiful face, but there is a trace of sadness on her face at the moment.

"Since you don't like me, I naturally won't stay by your side!"

"I also have my own dignity, and I will never do anything brazen!"

"I don't know why, but most of your injuries have healed! I will watch you from a distance, and I will not leave until you are truly safe."

"Return your sword to you, and it will never matter again!"

She gritted her teeth, lifted Chun Junjian and placed it beside the bed.

It's just that when Chun Junjian was thrown down, she also had a feeling of despair. After hesitating for a moment, she lifted the Chunjun sword again.

After picking it up, after a while, she dropped it again.

She went outside, waited on the board of the ship, and after staying for a while, she returned again, wearing the Chunjun Sword around her waist.

The boat had been blown to the shore by the sea wind, and it was raining heavily outside. Song Qingyao jumped off the boat and almost fell down.

She closed her eyes lightly, sighed a long time, and then staggered towards the front.