Chapter 1101

  The dark wind howls, and the white snow drifts aimlessly. On the vast snowy plain, a piece of blackness spreads out, and the solemn atmosphere permeates the air. Countless black birds fly over the desolate land, their shrill cries like the despairing voices of the night's spirits, scattering fragmented flames in mid-air. The strong wind blows up the fluttering long robes, and beneath the cold armor, the soldiers' sturdy bodies are wrapped tightly, their bloodthirsty battle intent churning in their bones, raging and surging in their minds like a wildfire. Under the crimson full moon, the Qin and Chu armies face off on the snowy White Deer Plain, as the fierce wind rises from the ground, whipping up the snowflakes into a frenzy, like sharp knives slashing mercilessly at people's bodies.

  Qin Zhiyan led the three thousand iron-blooded soldiers of the Northern Qin, standing far away from the enemy's position. His silver-white armor gleamed in the light, his eyebrows and eyes were sharp and piercing, and his usually calm face was now covered with a frosty chill, exuding an icy coldness and suppressed anger. He gazed coldly at the Southern Chu army, which seemed to be hidden in the dark night, and suddenly shouted "Chu Li! Let Yima go!"

  The monarch in the darkness let out a low, muffled laugh, as if he had just heard the most hilarious joke in the world. He lightly turned his head and gave a signal to the soldiers behind him, then a cross-shaped pole used for binding people was carried up by four soldiers.

  Qing Xia was dressed in a pitch-black garment, her face pale, and her raven hair flying wildly as she was tightly bound to the wooden stake. Suddenly, there was a loud thud, and the stake was brutally inserted into the snowy ground. Qing Xia's thin clothing offered little protection from the cold, and her beautiful face turned deathly pale. Under the fiery torches, bloodstains on her face twisted into gruesome marks. A strong gust of wind suddenly arose, and Qing Xia's long hair danced wildly in the air, swirling around her like countless dark butterflies flapping their dry wings, performing a magnificent whirlwind dance under the nine heavens.

  On the vast snowy plain, a pale woman's clothes were stained with blood, her black hair flying in the wind, standing alone between the Qin and Chu armies. On either side of her stood two of the most arrogant and dazzling figures of their time. The dark wind rose from the ground, snowflakes swirling across the sky, and after two years of separation since Shazhong, the wheels of history once again entwined the three in a complicated dance. With swords pointed at each other, they faced the vicissitudes of life, where things had changed beyond recognition. Time had slipped away, and the winds of war were gathering once more, as the two armies clashed again, all for the same reason: to fight for the sake of a beauty who had captured their hearts!

  "Yima'er." Qin Zhiyan's voice was low and husky, with a hint of heart-wrenching sorrow and anger. His gaze shifted from Qing Xia's body to Chu Li's, and finally slowly raised his head, closing his eyes. After a while, he slowly opened them again, and his expression had cleared up. There was no sign of turmoil or rage, only a gentle look at Qing Xia. Under the cold helmet, a warm smile played on his lips, and his voice was soft but clear, gently reaching Qing Xia's ears.

  "Don't be afraid."

  Tears that had been suppressed for too long finally flowed down, sliding over the pale skin as white as snow, and were blown dry by the howling north wind. Thousands of words accumulated in my chest, countless apologies and regrets wanting to burst out, but when they reached my lips, I couldn't find a suitable way to express them.

  Her body was riddled with bullets, her eyes were crazed with a feverish intensity, and she was trapped in an endless web of conspiracy and injustice that could never be washed away. In this one night, her strength, her calmness, her proud self-control and intelligence were completely destroyed. She was no longer the super agent who could turn her hand into clouds and her hand into rain, nor was she the strong-willed woman who would never yield or bow her head. Under the heavy blows, she finally shed her solid defenses, like a weak and defenseless child, tears streaming down her face!

  This is a chaotic world of flesh and blood feast dominated by the heavens, they are all pawns trapped in it, no one can escape.

  "Hmm..."

  A low, hoarse laughter suddenly erupted, and Chu Li was like a Shura crawling out of hell, suddenly lazily waving his hand.

  "Ready!" Le Song suddenly shouted, and all the archers pulled their bows to the fullest, with arrows pointing at the silver armor of the Flame Character Camp, like a group of hungry ghosts devouring heaven and earth.

  "Loose!" In an instant, the heavens shook with anger, the grass and trees were filled with sorrow, and a dense black net of arrows formed in mid-air, under the blood-red moonlight, suddenly charging towards the Flame Character Camp's great army. The battle-hardened soldiers quickly raised their rattan shields, the sound of "peng peng" resounding through the heavens, but despite this, there were still arrows that shot into the crowd, a scene of people and horses toppling over, wails piercing the sky, weaving together the most tragic melody in the world.

  "Fall back!" Qin Zhiyan shouted, leading the Flame Corps to retreat to a distance out of range before stopping. Chu Li placed Qing Xia at the forefront of the Chu army, cutting off any chance for the Qin soldiers to counterattack with arrows. The current situation was completely one-sided, and even if Qin Zhiyan were invincible, he would have to temporarily yield.

  "Haha!" Chu Li suddenly burst out laughing loudly, his voice echoing wildly in the wilderness of White Deer Plain. "The renowned Flame Character Camp is actually so vulnerable to attack! What a disappointment under its glorious name!"

  Qin's flames rose high above the war horse, still with that calm expression, he said in a low voice: "Chu Li, let Ima go, this has nothing to do with her. Be a man and fight me one on one, don't drag her into this."

  "I didn't do anything to her." Chu Li suddenly sneered, with a playful tone: "The only person who can kill her is you!"

  "Come on!" Chu Li suddenly raised an eyebrow, and at that moment, several soldiers exchanged a look, and burst into laughter, saying: "Since the third prince has come in the middle of the night, let's get to know each other better."

  Le Song waved his battle flag, and four soldiers lifted Qing Xia in one swift motion. They marched ahead of the Chu army, with the Southern Chu forces following closely behind, step by step, hastening towards the Yanzi camp as if driven by a death sentence.

  The war flag waves, stops, bends the bow, loads the arrow, and sharp arrows instantly fall like a swarm of locusts in dense rain, once again fiercely tearing through the sky.

  Yan Zi's camp retreated in a hurry, despite having shields to block, but still someone was injured. Fresh blood instantly spread in the dark night, vultures circled in mid-air, waiting for the grand feast after death, lives fell like wheat, the bloody smell rushed into the limbs, the pain pierced through the bone marrow, crawling up the spine into the brain, crazily tearing every nerve of Qing Xia. Qing Xia glared with wide eyes, his eyes were about to split, suddenly he turned his head around, glaring at Chu Li, shouting in a sharp voice: "Chu Li! Don't give me a reason to hate you!"

  Chu Li turned his head coldly, his eyes icy and scornful, with a hint of sneer, and hummed evilly: "There are too many people who hate me, it doesn't make a difference if you're one more. Do you think I care?"

  Temporary loss of strength, her whole body softened and gradually passed, Qing Xia's eyes gradually cleared up. She looked at Chu Li coldly, almost harshly, word by word: "I owe you nothing, from the beginning in Lan Ting Da Dian, it was you who kept forcing me. My actions are witnessed by heaven and earth, and the sun and moon can testify to them. If you still have a shred of rationality and brain, you will eventually understand how foolish today's actions are."

  Chu Lixue snorted coldly, unwilling to say another word, and once again decisively waved his hand down, covering the sky with a dark rain of arrows.

  Qin Zhiyan stood at the forefront of the troops, arrows flying like a storm, Qing Xia suddenly screamed and shouted to Qin Zhiyan: "Run!"

  She could no longer bear the desperate outburst in her chest, and Qing Xia's tears flowed freely as she said to Qin Zhiyan with a sorrowful voice that couldn't be restrained: "Please, just leave! You're the one person I've wronged the most in my life, please don't bother me anymore!"

  Qin's flames are motionless like a mountain, his eyebrows and eyes are straight and sharp. His physique, which usually looks slightly weak, suddenly seems to stand firmly like a high mountain, facing the bloodthirsty and cruel Chu people with an unyielding and fierce determination, like a white eagle fighting against the storm, with an unyielding will and a stubbornness that makes the gods look up to him.

  Qing Xia's tears fell in torrents, her body violently struggling. Chu Li suddenly became enraged, his deep voice thundering: "Since you want to die, why don't I fulfill your wish? Come! Prepare the catapult!"

  The catapults originally prepared to attack the White Deer Fortress walls were suddenly moved onto this vast plain. Chu Li shouted, and huge boulders crashed towards the Flame Character Camp like a raging flood! In an instant, blood filled the sky, and the piercing cries of agony echoed above the nine heavens. Countless spirits wailed in despair on the horizon, as the long wind howled, mixing with the bloody mud. The brains and hot blood of the soldiers splattered everywhere within the Flame Character Camp, casting a tragic blood mist. The shrill screams of women reverberated across the vast snowy plain, everything seeming like a dirge for the end of the world, filled with desperate killing intent and bloodthirsty madness.

  Chu Li's thunderous laughter shook the heavens, and at this moment, Zhuang Dianru's wish had finally come true. Those fanatical rebels had finally used their crazy souls to create this world-destroying dark overlord, after killing all the hope in his life, he had finally deeply fallen into the devil's path, like a bloodthirsty madman, completely and ruthlessly swallowed up.

  "No!" Qing Xia shrieked in a shrill voice, her tone mournful and eerie, like the wailing of ghosts. She stared at Qin Zhiyan's figure amidst the scattered rocks, her heart almost being brutally squeezed tight, her head on the verge of bursting open. Suddenly, she turned around and glared furiously at those ruthless bandits!

  The woman's eyes were as cold as the snow on Mount Tian, with a sharp and icy glint in the dark of night, piercing through layers of blood and darkness, carrying an unyielding hatred that nailed itself onto those Chu soldiers. These were once her intimate black-clad guards, many of whom she had personally selected from the military camp, to whom she had imparted martial arts strategies, various defensive tactics, simple mechanical principles, and even improved their elite weapons. And yet, at this moment, they used the very things she had created with her own hands to brutally slaughter the people she cared about!

  You devils! Madmen, a group of heartless destroyers!

  "I won't let you off!" The woman's cold voice burst out between the two armies like a curse, her long hair fluttering in the wind, her black locks disheveled, and her pale face screaming shrilly: "You bunch of ungrateful things, I won't let you off!"

  A small soldier who had once been promoted by Qing Xia's own hands was suddenly shocked and terrified, his long-held admiration and respect for women instantly turning to fear. His hand trembled as he accidentally triggered the release mechanism of the catapult, and a loud "thud" sound was heard. A massive boulder shot up into the air like a small mountain, soaring high above the ground, not at a distance suitable for an attack, but rather spinning wildly in mid-air like a raging beast. Suddenly it reached its highest point, then plummeted downwards, hurtling towards Qing Xia who was tightly bound and helpless before the Chu army!

  "Ah!"

  Time seemed to freeze in an instant, and everyone stared blankly at the rolling giant stone. Qing Xia suddenly raised his head, pale-faced, and stared blankly at the huge boulder!

  "Girl!" The black-clothed guard suddenly let out a terrified roar, drowning out Chu Li's voice. The man who had been sneering with a full face turned pale in an instant, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, and he was momentarily stunned before rushing towards Qing Xia's direction!

  "Yima!" Qin Zhiyan roared, and in an instant, the calm man was like a raging leopard, his face twisted in an unprecedented ferocious expression. A massive burst of energy suddenly erupted from him, his body transformed into a bolt of lightning that cut through the dark night sky, leaving behind a bright white trail. With reckless abandon, he stretched out his pale but firm hand towards the woman who was gazing up at death in the darkness.

  How can you just give up like this? Those warm memories, those scorching emotions, those words that have not been spoken yet, are all urging him on, screaming in his mind. Faster, a little faster, can't it be a little faster? Heaven, if you really have eyes, then please give me just this one moment, just the time of an incense stick, no, half an incense stick, no, just for an instant is fine, just for an instant, as long as I can save her, I am willing to exchange all my life, all my time, everything with you!

  In the blink of an eye, everything was almost like a tornado, only to hear a loud thunderclap, and the huge stone slammed into the place where Qing Xia was tied up!

  The cold wind howled, the heavy snow danced in the air, and everyone was stunned. Amidst this, Qin Zhiyan wore a bright white armor, his helmet had fallen off, his hair was disheveled, and his face was pale without any blood color. However, his body was like a towering mountain, and the massive wooden crossbeam that required four strong men to lift, was somehow lifted by him and carried on his back!

  A gigantic boulder, differing by only a hair's breadth, fell right in front of him, and after a fierce crash, it still had the momentum to roll towards the two. However, Qin Zhiyan had one hand behind his back holding onto the wooden stake, while the other hand was firmly planted on the enormous boulder that was dozens of times larger than his body, like a static painting, suddenly stopping the boulder's advance. The strong wind blew up his long hair, his consciousness almost flew out of this world, his ears were ringing, his eyes were bloodshot, and suddenly, a mouthful of warm air violently sprayed out, splashing entirely onto that gigantic boulder!

  "Your Highness!" A loud explosion suddenly came from behind, and the countless Flame Word Camp soldiers rushed forward like a tide, while the previously ferocious South Chu Black Armor Guards who had been blocking their way didn't move at all, just staring blankly with wide eyes, almost not daring to believe what they were seeing.

  Victory over such a natural force is not due to martial arts, nor agility, nor the mind that plots to rule the world!

  It's tenacity, it's perseverance, it's an unyielding determination to never give up until the goal is reached, a frenzied passion that will stop at nothing! Qing Xia was still tied to the wooden stake, lying on Qin Zhiyan's back, feeling his sturdy spine, experiencing his overwhelming heat and strength, gazing at the shocking bloodstains, as if stimulated, she couldn't utter a word. Time flew by in a flash, life and death hanging in the balance, until finally, she opened her trembling lips and let out a terrified scream, shouting Qin Zhiyan's name.

  A loud rumbling sound, the ground beneath suddenly emitted a violent and intense noise, everyone looked at it in shock, only to see the snowy ground that held the giant stone, suddenly shaking violently. Under the impact of such power, this snow-covered White Deer Plain, which had been accumulated for thousands or tens of thousands of years, finally began to loosen up. The sky and earth seemed to be shaken with anger, leaving no time for any reaction, only to hear a loud rumble, that blood-stained giant stone sank rapidly downwards, in an instant, it was deeply swallowed by the thick snow!

  A massive chasm suddenly cracked open, running north-south, and a long, deep abyss appeared, with black holes that seemed to have no end. Qin Zhiyan had Qing Xia on his back and stood at the edge of the abyss, just one step away from being swallowed up by the darkness together.

  However, after the giant stone sank to the ground, on the other side of the stone, a man with a dark and thick eyebrow stood there with a pale face. His hand was still in the posture of wanting to pull, but it was facing a deep ditch and Qing Xia and Qin Zhiyan. This posture suddenly became so eye-catching and ridiculous!

  It was only a second, just an instant of confusion and hesitation, she was no longer by his side. That deep and dark ditch seemed like a huge irony, mocking his weakness and shame.

  "Hehe..."

  A low, hoarse laughter suddenly erupted, and Chu Li was laughing miserably as if possessed by a devil.

  A violent shock caused the restraints on her body to loosen instantly, and Qing Xia used a clever technique to break free from the bondage. She stood firmly on the ground, and as soon as she left the wooden stake, Qin Zhiyan's body suddenly fell like a collapsing building.

  "Qin Zhiyan!" Qing Xia tightly hugged Qin Zhiyan's body, tears streaming down her face, her voice fragmented and despairing, filled with heart-wrenching fear!

  Qin's face was deathly pale, colder than the snow on Mount Tian, but he still struggled to open his eyes. His gaze was weak as he looked at Qing Xia's tearful eyes, and slowly cracked a smile, stretching out a trembling hand to gently wipe away her tears. His voice was hoarse, but still warm and gentle as he whispered: "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

  As soon as the words fell, a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, splashing all over Qing Xia's white wrist.

  All the light in the world burst forth in an instant, a sharp pain broke out in her heart, she suddenly raised her head, staring at the man in front of her as if in a nightmare, her voice shrill and cold, word by word, she said with hatred: "I will never forgive you!"

  "I will never forgive you!"

  The sky was filled with swirling snow and wind, the earth was desolate and vast. Chu Li coldly laughed, his mouth curled up in a mocking smile, and suddenly he fiercely raised the long spear in his hand, pointing it at Qing Xia and Qin Zhiyan, his voice icy as he said: "I don't need anyone's forgiveness!"

  With a sharp "ding" sound, Qing Xia suddenly drew out Qin Zhiyan's long spear. The two spears with flashing silver tips clashed violently in one place, like two long dragons in the dark night, with a light that seemed to devour people.

  Just then, the rumbling sound suddenly started again, and the two of them were stunned at the same time. However, before they could react in any way, the snowy plain under Qing Xia's feet suddenly collapsed, and the momentum was so swift that the agile woman couldn't make any reaction, and she fell straight down along the slope.

  Qīng xià! "Chǔ lí meng rán dà jiào yī shēng, kě shì gé zhe jù dà de gōu hòu, gēn běn jiù lái bù zhùn chū shǒu qù.

  In a flash of lightning, the man who was originally on his last breath suddenly stretched out his pale hand and violently grasped Qing Xia's wrist.

  The scene of this act is so familiar, the yellow earth temple with a golden light, the dark and mysterious cave of snakes, Qin's pale face is so terrifying.

  Years went by, heaven played tricks, Qing Xia opened her eyes and watched as Qin Zhiyan's blood gushed out in large mouthfuls, falling on her face and body, her heart was almost dug out alive and thrown into the snowy ground.

  This time, I won't be foolish again. The pale woman smiled lightly, her eyes gently looking at Qin Zhiyan's face.

  Never again, how stupid!

  Another hand suddenly grasped Qin Zhiyan's palm, and a clever small grappling hook broke free from itself. The gravitational force of the earth acted on Qing Xia for an instant, and Qin Zhiyan's body also suddenly lurched forward, wanting to jump in with him. However, the countless hands of the Flame Character Camp behind them instantly grabbed their commander, leaving him staring wide-eyed with despair, letting out a shrill roar, as if he had gone mad.

  The darkness gradually swallowed up the beautiful pale woman. Perhaps, she would die like this, dying in the icy depths of the abyss, alone and spotless, frozen to death in this deep hole. It was also good this way, Qing Xia smiled faintly. She had lived long enough. Qin Zhiyan, you must live on well. If possible, she really wanted to say to him, "I love you so much."

  But I'm not worthy of you, I'm a woman cursed by fate, my life has been accompanied by blood and slaughter, how can I stand by your side? You are the purest life in this world, let my death wash away the worldly dust from your body, you are still you, elegant and extraordinary, you are my last redemption, the faith and temple of my heart, as long as you are alive, I am willing to sink into hell, endure the torture of a thousand fires to atone for the blood debts on my body!

  However, the howling wind suddenly stopped, and her body shook violently, but she no longer fell. Qing Xia suddenly opened her eyes to find herself staring into Chu Li's dark, stormy gaze. The man, who looked like a harbinger of doom, had his eyebrows tightly furrowed, one hand grasping Qing Xia's hand tightly, the other holding onto a long spear, its shaft deeply embedded in the snowy cliff wall, his body suspended mid-air, with bulging veins on his face. In that moment when life and death hung in the balance, this man, who had gone unnoticed by her until now, suddenly leapt down, grabbing hold of her sinking body.

  "Heaven and earth, heavenly palace and hell, don't even think about escaping from me again!"

  The gloomy man said in a low and stern voice with gritted teeth.

  Another deafening crash was heard, and the deep ditch suddenly collapsed. The two people rapidly descended and were instantly covered by heavy snow!

  The majestic temple in the sky is crying out, this is the abyss of dark despair, let two people with equally dark hearts be destroyed together!