bullyxtreme Chapter 323 - Challenge
Chapter 323 - Challenge
"Your Majesty, you've called him twice already. You've even threatened to ask the Emperor to personally fight. You simply don't take our East Chu Kingdom seriously." The soldier guarding the city was filled with indignation. If he had been qualified, he would have wanted to rush up directly.
"Go find me a golden mask." Feng Muyan stroked his chin lightly, his eyes full of meaning. He thought he had guessed who the person who challenged him was, but he really underestimated that person's feelings for Li'er. Did his hair turn white overnight?
Looking at Feng Muyan in green armor, Song Yunli's eyes were filled with waves. In her previous life, she had seen the scene of wives sending generals to the battlefield countless times in movies, and her heart was already pounding with emotion at that time. But now that she was in the scene herself, she felt not only excitement, but more of worry.
Song Yunli slowly put on the golden mask for Feng Muyan, with a strange light flashing in her eyes, and said softly, "Amu, you remind me of Lanling King."
"Which country's king is this? I don't think I've ever heard of him."
The voice coming from under the mask was even deeper, and Song Yunli's heart trembled when she heard it.
"He is not the king of this era, but the one I read about in a book in my previous life. It is said that he is extremely handsome, and was afraid that he could not intimidate his enemies, so he put on a ferocious mask. He is an invincible and beautiful prince." Song Yunli chuckled.
Feng Muyan was very unhappy when he heard her praising other men like that. That man was a beautiful prince and he was an ugly prince, huh!
Song Yunli held his masked face with her hands, looked into his eyes steadily, and said proudly, "Amu, whether you wear this mask or take it off, you are the beautiful prince in Li'er's heart."
Under the city wall, a white-haired and silver-faced man was walking his horse in boredom, and from time to time he looked at the city wall of Dongchu with contempt. Even if Chu Yuhuan came, what would it matter? Dongchu was not a small country that could only rely on sacrifices for prosperity.
Just as he was about to challenge again, the city gate downstairs was slowly pushed open, and a warrior in green armor and a golden mask, holding a silver spear that shone with a cold light, rode slowly towards them.
The white-haired and silver-faced man pulled the horse with interest, reached out and touched his chin, his eyes flashing with eagerness. Fresh blood has been injected into Dongchu!
"Finally, someone comes out to accept the challenge!" The silver mask only covered the upper half of the face, revealing the seductive smile at the corner of his mouth. His bright red lips looked as if he had just drunk human blood, and his whole body exuded a breath from hell.
Feng Muyan frowned slightly under the mask and couldn't help but look closely at the person opposite him.
On the tall, maroon horse, a man in silver armor gleamed coldly, with his hair full of silver hair scattered like messy gauze, and only his smooth chin and rosy lips were exposed on his body. But for some reason, Feng Muyan felt that the man had lost a lot of weight.
Seeing that Feng Muyan did not move for a long time, the white-haired and silver-faced man's charming smile gradually faded away. He kicked the horse's belly hard, drew his sword, and rushed towards Feng Muyan.
"Chu Nan will win!" Suddenly, a cheer came from behind him.
Feng Muyan also didn't want to be too passive, so he lightly kicked the horse's belly and swung his spear to meet the enemy. At this time, Song Yunli also climbed up the city wall of Dongchu, her eyes glued to the green figure and couldn't move away. Her Amu would definitely be fine, her God of War!
Sparks flew when weapons collided, and they were dazzling in broad daylight. The two masked generals fought from horse to horseback, with each move being ruthless and leaving no room for survival. Even the slightest deviation would result in an instant death.