Di Ji was sensitive and took a slight angle at the first time.

The sleeve arrow deviated from the heart and stabbed into his ribs. The severe pain made him tremble and half kneel on the ground.

Compared to the pain, Di Ji felt even more shocked at this time, covering the wounded and screaming, "Sister Yunxiu..."

The other Black Shield Army were also stunned. Why did their own people beat their own people?

Yun Xiu raised his hand.

The dead soldiers behind her came to her and bowed respectfully to her.

Seeing this scene.

What else does Di Jie and the Black Shield Army not understand?

These dead soldiers and Yun Xiu are in the same group.

"Yun Xiu, you dare to betray your master!?" Di's eyes were about to break, and hatred burst out from his eyes, sweeping towards Yun Xiu.

He jumped up and rushed towards Yun Xiu, but was subdued by the opponent's death warrior.

"A Ji, I have said many times that you should not always rush around and not know how to adapt. This will lead to a loss." Yun Xiu tidied up his hair that was scattered by the wind, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile, which made Di Ji feel frightened.

"So you are the traitor in the team!" The Black Shield Army was furious and launched a collective attack on Yun Xiu.

But without Di Ji, the main force, they were more or less injured because of the first-class stimulus, and they could not defeat the number of people on the other side. They were soon at a disadvantage and were suppressed to death.

Di Ji immediately understood.

The self-directed and self-acted by Yun Xiu and these dead soldiers just now was to let him take the initiative to hand over Song Zhao, and at the same time, he seriously injured him without any warning, so that he could completely destroy them without losing a trace of manpower.

"Despicable!" Di Jie's chest was so angry that it was fluttering violently, and his eyes were bloodshot, "I really believed you wrongly."

Thinking of the previous leak of the roadmap, when the master expressed his doubts about Yun Xiu's attitude to Princess Zhaoyang, he argued for Yun Xiu and firmly believed in Yun Xiu.

Now Di Ji really wants to travel back in time and slap himself to death.

He never thought that Yun Xiu would betray his master.

She pretends to be so similar.

"A Ji, don't blame me." Yun Xiu lowered his eyelashes and a gentle smile on his lips, "Didn't you say that I hope I will become the master's wife?

It was also you who said that you hope Song Zhao would die. I am helping you achieve your wish, you should be happy, aren’t you?"

The blue veins on the back of Di Ji's hand bulged.

He was trampled on the ground, his face pressed against the ground, and his eyes showed a hint of regret.

He only hated himself for being irritable, so he actually told Yun Xiu about Princess Zhaoyang's identity, and gave up Princess Zhaoyang's life because of Yun Xiu's words.

He determined that Song Zhao was a traitor and targeted Song Zhao in various ways. But seriously, Song Zhao had never hurt him, but was stabbed by someone he thought he trusted.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You are crazy, I advise you to stop. I just said that, how can a treacherous person like you marry his master? You can't even compare with Princess Zhaoyang!"

Yun Xiu smiled slightly, "Can you compare with the comparison? Princess Zhaoyang is dead. She was killed by you. I believe you have no face to face your master, so I will give you a trip and let you die more lively."

She got up and retreated, raised her hand and signaled.

All the dead soldiers raised their long swords and stabbed them fiercely at the deadly places of the black shield troops such as Di Ji who were suppressed.

Di Ji and others closed their eyes in despair.

They thought they would die today.

However, the expected pain did not come. When the opponent's long sword stabbed, their chests suddenly buzzed, and a burst of smoke burst out along the opponent's long sword.

The smoke was filled with poisonous gas, as if it had eyes, and rushed into the other person's nose strangely. In just a moment, the dead soldier on Yun Xiu fell to the ground and bleeding from his seven orifices.

The Black Shield Army was stunned.

They ran out with a strong desire to survive, and looked at the dead soldiers who fell all over the ground, and a figure appeared in their minds at the same time.

"Princess Zhaoyang!"

"Before the master set off today, Princess Zhaoyang gave us a blessing of peace... It turned out that it contained a poison sac."

Di Ji took out the deflated peace talisman from his arms.

When Song Zhao sent them the peace talisman, he didn't want it... But when he just pushed out Song Zhao, he felt that Song Zhao patted him on the chest.

He thought it was Song Zhao who held a grudge and vented it, but it turned out that it was the last way Song Zhao gave him.
Chapter completed!