Descent of the Phoenix – 13 Years Old Princess Consort

“Do you not want to live anymore?” A faintly discernible voice sounded in the ragged up Liu Yue’s ears.

The voice contained a little anger in it.

What the hell was she doing? What in the world is she thinking?

The two sides were facing against each other. A strong murderous intent could be felt as both sides readied their arrows.

The wild horse continued to run into the front lines.

“Xiao Cheng Ying. This King will count to three. If you don’t surrender, then don’t blame this king for being impolite!” A cold and arrogant voice sounded.

Liu Yue who was still being dragged by the horse was almost at the golden canopy where the King of the Huns was at.

“Don’t even think about it!” Empress Xiao replied with an even colder tone.

“Mother, mother…..” The crying and trembling voice of the five year old was carried by the wind and echoed through the entire battlefield.

Nobody noticed the bloody, cannot be more dead girl and the wild horse.

“King. You are the King of Bei Mu. Remember your dignity. You cannot show any weakness. No matter what, the King of Bei Mu does not lower his head!”

Empress Xiao’s loud shout resounded in all directions.

No one made a sound. Only the sound of the bow strings being pulled harder could be heard. The tens of thousands of soldiers on the Bei Mu side were all angered. They all emitted an incredible killing intent. They did not look any weaker than the few hundred thousand troops that the Huns had.

The King of the Huns laughed loudly, “Good. This King would like to see how long Empress Xiao can hold out for! One!”

“Two!”

The King of the Huns started to shout louder and louder.

“Three!”

The wild horse and the supposedly dead girl was getting closer and closer to the golden canopy.

“Four!”

Ouyang Yufei stood on the cliff and unconsciously tightened his grasp on the reins. He watched as Liu Yue got closer and closer to the King of the Huns.

“Five!”

Silence. The battlefield was filled with absolute silence.

“Six!”