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Cao Ang was definitely not confused. The silk book was written neither Ma Yunlu's own name nor Cao Ang's name, but the name of Tao Shang.

Cao Ang was completely stupid and completely confused. He didn't understand why Ma Yunlu did this, which was equivalent to giving up the last glimmer of life and pushing himself to a dead end.

Even if Ma Yunlu chose to write his Cao Ang name, although he was angry, he could at least understand it. At least, Ma Yunlu still held a glimmer of hope and hoped that he would also write his own name. In this case, the person who died was Cao Ang.

Although hope is slim, at least there is hope.

But Ma Yunlu gave up hope and openly wrote down the name of the pottery merchant. What is the meaning of this and seeking death?

Could it be that Ma Yunlu was determined to die?

In a daze, Cao Ang became angry again and thought that since you, Ma Yunlu, wanted to die so much, you might as well write down your name. Even if you die, you can save my life. Why do you have to write the name of the pottery?

Tao Shang looked at Ma Yunlu's cold face, and an admirable expression floated on his heroic face, and sighed: "I don't bother to exchange other people's lives for my own survival, nor do I want to use my own life to save a ruthless coward. I would rather die by myself. Ma Yunlu, you are the most backbone woman I have ever seen."

Ma Yunlu was shocked, and a little surprise flashed through his eyes. His eyes seemed to be surprised that the enemy Tao Shang could actually see what he was thinking.

In other words, Tao Shang is the person who truly understands her and her confidant.

"But what does it mean to write my name on? You hate me so much. Do you want me to die? Or you still hate me because of love..." Tao Shang changed his mind and started to make fun of her again.

Ma Yunlu had a cold and decisive pretty face. When he heard "fear of love, he became dizzy and felt a little embarrassed.

She bit her red lips and blushed at Tao Shang, angrily said, "Don't be too sentimental. I, Ma Yunlu, hate you to the core. I wish I could kill you with my own hands. I wouldn't hate you because of love. You dream."

She blushed and scolded Tao Merchant, looking a bit suspicious of being a lover, and she was flirting with each other. Cao Ang next to her was heartbroken.

After the Tao merchant smiled, the eagle's eyes suddenly condensed, and the murderous intent in his eyes ignited wildly.

Cao Ang's body shook violently, and a bone-broken chill spread throughout his body. He felt the breath of death hit him, and he started to chill one after another. He looked at the Tao merchant with fear, afraid that as soon as the Tao merchant gave an order, he would want Ma Yunlu to be beheaded together.

"This result is unexpected. It seems that this method is useless, so let's change the method..."

The Taoist merchant tapped his forehead with his fingertips, pondered for a moment, and said, "Otherwise, let's do it. Let's do it simply. You two will live and die with martial arts. Whoever can kill the other party will survive."

After saying that, Tao Shang didn't give the two people a chance to react, so he ordered the left and right Wuwei to throw two swords to them.

Cao Ang subconsciously took the sword, stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized it. He looked at Ma Yunlu in a panic, and the cold sweat on his forehead rolled down.

"This stinky woman's martial arts is far better than me. The pottery thief asked me to kill him. Didn't he intentionally kill me? It's hateful..."

Cao Ang was shocked and angry, and he cursed in secret, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.

A strange look flashed through Ma Yunlu's eyes. He first glared at Tao Shang, and then, his cold gaze slowly shot at Cao Ang.

In her eyes, a trace of murderous intent was burning.

Looking at the former fiancé, this incompetent weak man, and this miserable man who chose to let her die for the sake of his life, Ma Yunlu was filled with anger.

Jianfeng pointed at Cao Ang, and Ma Yunlu said sternly: "Cao Ang, don't you want me to die? Come on."

Cao Ang looked embarrassed, and his back was sweating like a slurry. He didn't dare to do it easily. He had to have a bitter face and said, "Yunlu, don't get me wrong. Why would I want you to die? I originally wanted to write my own name and exchange my life for your life, but who knew that my mind was blank at that time, and I somehow wrote it wrong..."

However, Ma Yunlu ignored his explanation, held a sharp sword in his hand, and forced Cao Ang step by step.

Cao Ang felt that the god of death had pinched his hands on his neck. He remembered the scene where Ma Yunlu dealt with him with bare hands and put him to the ground with just one move. Today, Ma Yunlu had an extra sword in his hand, and it would be strange if he was not killed directly.

"Stinky woman, you're pushing me to death. There's no way, so you have to fight to the death..."

Seeing that the explanation was useless, Cao Ang felt murderous intent in his heart. His eyes turned, and suddenly his eyes looked strange. He looked behind Ma Yunlu and shouted, "Ma Mengqi, save me!"

Ma Mengqi, Ma Yunlu’s brother!

When Cao Ang suddenly called Ma Chao's name, Ma Yunlu didn't react and subconsciously turned his head and looked behind him.

The opportunity is at this moment.

Cao Ang's face suddenly reached the extreme ferociousness, kicked his feet, jumped up, and rushed towards Ma Yunlu, pointing the sharp sword in his hand to her heart.

Seeing this scene, Tao Shang smiled, shook his head and cursed, "Diet to the point of death, will you still lose it?

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?, Cao Cao, what son did you raise?"

He just sighed for Cao Cao and disdained Cao Ang's despicable means, but he did not have any concerns about Ma Yunlu.

Because Tao Shang knew that when the martial arts reached Ma Yunlu, how could he get hit by Cao Ang’s trick?

Sure enough, when Ma Yunlu turned around and saw that there was no one behind him, he instantly knew the memorial. Then he heard the sound of breaking the wind behind him, and he knew that Cao Ang was attacking.

Looking back suddenly, Ma Yunlu saw that Cao Ang had already rushed to his body, with the long sword in his hand only about an inch away from his chest.

"Shameless!"

Ma Yunlu cursed angrily, his jade arm raised as fast as a wind, and the long sword in his hand came first, snatching the moment Cao Ang's sword attacked, sealing the flaw in his chest.

clang!

With a metal hunting sound, the two swords collided in a moment in thunder.

Cao Ang's eyes were originally secretly happy, but suddenly changed. Before he could be shocked, the violent force from the sword surging into his body like a tide.

With a muffled groan, Cao Ang and his sword were shaken away, and fell to the ground with his back and forked. Just when he had not had time to get up, Ma Yunlu had already stood in front of him, and the sword edge pressed against his neck.

Even though he used tricks, was the difference in strength too far, or did he lose in one move?

"It seems that I still look down on you. You are not only a weak person, but also a shameless coward. Being my fiancé like you is a great shame to me. Today I will send you to hell!"

When he was angry, Ma Yunlu raised his sword in his hand and was about to cut it down.

Death is only one step away from Cao Ang. He seemed to see the door of hell have been opened for him, and countless evil spirits are waving to him.

Among those evil ghosts, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Xiahou Shang, Xiahou Dun, and countless former ministers of Qin, and those ghosts who were destroyed by Tao merchants and kicked to hell were all waved to him.

"Yunlu, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I don't want to die. I really don't want to die..." Cao Ang was completely afraid, abandoned his last remaining dignity and begged Ma Yunlu Baba.

Ma Yunlu's eyes were cold and there was no trace of mercy. He slashed the long sword in his hand angrily.

"No-"

With a howl like a pig, blood splattered up, and the long sword pierced Cao Ang's throat, passed through his neck, and nailed it to the ground.

Cao Ang's eyes burst into pieces, and his eyes burst into pieces, surging endless fear. He covered his neck tightly with his hands, but he could not stop the large amount of blood from gushing out. He wanted to struggle and twist, but his neck was nailed to the ground and could not be twisted no matter how hard it was.

He just squeaked so happily, his legs fluttered, and after a few thrusts, his body became stiff and he died.

The former crown prince of the Qin Dynasty finally died under the sword of the former minister of the Qin Dynasty.

There was no trace of regret on Ma Yunlu's face, and even a few expressions of relief and confusion appeared, as if she had wanted to kill Cao Ang for a long time, but she had not been able to do anything due to various concerns. Today, she finally breathed a long breath.

On the dragon throne, watching Cao Ang die, Tao Shang also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling indescribable comfort.

Cao Ang, a kid, has been against Cao Cao since the Battle of Central Plains. He has been an enemy for many years. He was finally killed today. How could Tao Shang not say goodbye?

After killing, Ma Yunlu looked up at Tao Shang with his head raised and said nothing. The posture seemed to be saying, "I have already killed someone, what else do you want?"

Tao Shang smiled and exclaimed sincerely: "I'm happy to be revenge, and I'll kill you as soon as you say it. It's very good to my taste, I like it."

Ma Yunlu was still in the excitement of killing people, but was said by Tao Shang, "I like it", which made him look a little dizzy and slightly red.

She snorted coldly and said proudly: "Soldier Tao, if you want to kill and cut, give me some fun. There is no need to play such boring games again."

Tao Shang said seriously: "I said that killing only one of you is naturally the only way to do what you say. Ma Yunlu, you can continue to live."

Ma Yunlu's delicate body trembled slightly, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings for a moment. He couldn't tell what it felt. He just stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

The Tao merchant brushed his hand and asked the left and right to "escort" Ma Yunlu down and have a good rest.

The lost Ma Yunlu silently withdrew from the account with a complicated mood.

"You come out." Tao Shang shouted in a deep voice.

At this time, a person walked out of the tent separated by a bead curtain and fell to the pottery merchant, not even daring to let out a breath of vigor.

This person is Zhao Yan. He guarded Jieting with Xiahou Dun that day. After the defeat, Xiahou Dun was killed and he became a prisoner.

Just now, before Tao Shang summoned Ma Yunlu and the others, he had already summoned him in advance to let him avoid the side tent. This means that when Ma Yunlu killed Cao Ang just now, he saw clearly through a pearl curtain.

Looking at the trembling captive, Tao Shang said coldly: "Zhao Yan, you can see clearly the scene just now."

"I will see... I will see clearly." Zhao Yan's voice was trembling.
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