Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3037 Start by step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (181)

The general next to    hesitated slightly, "But...the general..."

  Xie Jinshu interrupted the man with a smile, but there was no warmth in his tone: "You mean we won't fight this battle?"

   "The general will not dare."

   Just as the two main generals were fighting, the South Korean army of one million also launched an offensive in a few moments. The White Army was always on guard at all times. After realizing it, he immediately screamed and greeted him.

   The screaming and stern sound of horns and war drums continued to sound, resounding through the world, reaching the sky!

  The powerful armies of the two armies swept into each other like Heihe's deep sea. At that moment, the home seemed to shake the world with thunder.

  I don’t know who is yelling, "Kill!!"

  The high-headed horse neighed, the sharp blade out of the sheath shone in the cold and iron clothes.

  Screams, screams, screams, everything is intertwined.

  Wolf smoke is everywhere, billowing in the air, the flames are in the sky, and the battle flag is fluttering.

  The sunset gradually sinks and the sky is stained with blood.

  The girl in red was indifferent, with three thousand ink hair fluttering, her clothes slashing across the arc of the air fiercely, holding a sword, slashing across the world.

  Mo Liyan drew away, leaped into the air, and stepped on the sword that pierced him directly, and the black hem was fluttering down.

  The white-dyed wrist pressed hard, and when the blade flipped, the man had already swept behind her.

  The two are evenly divided, and they are in a stalemate with each other, and it is difficult to win or lose.

Mo Liyan looked at her indifferently. Even in such a harsh and condensed atmosphere, she was still calm and expensive, and the mysterious suit and armor reflected. Behind him is the millions of army and the setting sun like blood as the background, filled with surging. The thrilling murderous aura is even more contrasting with his imperial demeanor, cold and ruthless, while fighting against Yanbai, while staring at Yanbai deeply, he whispered: "You want to kill me so?"

  The long sword crossed the air, his face was pale and expressionless, and his tone was cold: "The winner or the loser, regardless of life or death."

  Mo Liyan barely hooked his thin lips, but did not evoke any curvature.

   "I only want to ask you a word." Deep in his eyes, the sunset was full of misfortune, surging like a deep ocean, Mo Liyan asked, "Do you still like me? A little bit is fine."

The word    fell into the shadows of countless knives, lights, swords, and the sound of breaking through the air, shattering, as if it would disappear in the next second.

   But dyed white but heard it really, she looked at him calmly and rationally, and she was very sober even with the answer: "I don't like it."

  Simply and neatly did not leave room for each other.

When did    start......

  They have come to where they are today?

  Blood stains the sky, and the sunset is sorrowful.

  The smoke is everywhere, and the flames are everywhere.

  Break walls are ruined, blood flowed into rivers.

  The sound of crazy fighting and fierce breaking through the air is in my ears.

  Ke Mo Liyan only heard those three words, and only those three words.

  The answer that has long been expected.

  But at this moment when I heard it with my own ears,

   is heart-piercing and painful.

   "In that case..." The intensity of the heartbeat is flickering, it is a sharp chaos, as if sinking into the abyss for a moment, Mo Liyan's thin lips twitched lightly, and he whispered, "It's okay."

  His gaze at Ran Bai gave a sober and cruel pain for an instant, it was faintly broken, but his lips were indifferent.

  In the next second——!

  He held that cold light long sword, cut through the boundless mountains and rivers, leaped in the air and pierced straight into the girl's heart, seemingly with the heart to kill!

  The wind is whistling, and the cold light is shattering.

   Against the afterglow of the **** setting sun, his contour lines outlined a few strokes, hazy and dangerous, and his long, narrow eyes were unfathomable.

  The killing intent is shrouded in every inch, and the overwhelming attack.

  The silver sword flipped around on the white-dyed wrist, dazzling afterimages, flashing sharp and cold sharpness, the moment the young emperor approached, she raised her hand in an instant!

Is    the beginning?

   or over?

at this moment,

  Everything becomes unimportant.

  The sound of weapons piercing the body is extremely faint on the battlefield where the smoke is billowing and the blood is flowing into the river, as if there is no sound, but it is real.

  It was such a small voice, but it was like a tsunami that hit the bottom of my heart.

  I only saw mid-air——

  The sword of the girl general pierced the position of the emperor’s heart accurately!

  In an instant, a large swath of blood bloomed, and the clothes and armor were dyed red.

  Time seems to have stagnated at that moment, like a still abyss, everything around is constantly distant, leaving only that tragic and extremely sad picture.

  The twilight is dim, and the setting sun is like blood.

  Dusk is approaching, and the world is vast.

  They are in mid-air, motionless.

  The color of the sky covered with blood and the blood flowing into a river, against the battlefield where the corpses are all over the field, the sound of the wind blows through.

   Just one second before...

  Obviously that sword was about to pierce and dye white when he saw it, but Mo Liyan let go in an instant. It was an extremely shocking and unbelievable choice——

  Abandon, sword!

  The long sword in the hands of the emperor fell heavily to the ground from high in the sky, and there was a contending noise. The sword body shook slightly, and the sound was harsh.

at the same time,

  Dyeing white can no longer stop.

  The blade of the sword burst out of the sky, the afterimage of the blade is like weeping blood.

   cut off the last remnant thoughts and emotions.

  Everything seems to be scattered, annihilated in this world, in exchange for a emptiness and eternal silence.

The sword in Ran Bai's hand really pierced Mo Liyan's heart.

  The air is stagnant and the picture is still.

  Whether it was once, now, or in the future...

  Dyeing White never expected such a picture.

  Her eyes didn't blink, but her eyes dangled slightly, reflecting the **** eyes, which was shocking.

  The piercing pain at the position of the heart's mouth swept through the whole body in an instant, and the heart seemed to be convulsive and trembling.

   However, Mo Liyan reluctantly pulled his thin lips to Yen Bai, still smiling, and filled with a faint smile.

  The pale, snowy face, red blood flowed from the corners of the thin lips uncontrollably.

  His smile,

  In the blood-stained country, it is especially sluggish.

  Lie Jue is also dead.

  Life and death.

at that moment,

  Dyeing white can't think, can't react, can't recognize.

She just looked at the tall and unparalleled emperor in peace and silence, losing all her strength, and falling down from mid-air with her looking up, her hair and clothes fluttered and messed up by the cold wind, like a depravity. The magic.

   and dyed white,

  The sword that hadn't been drawn out because it pierced into the heart, and fell from high in the air.

  Two people fell in the battlefield with broken walls and corpses all over the field.

  The emperor fell to the ground weakly, and Ran Bai held him in time, staring coldly at Mo Liyan, her eyes reflected the figure of the young emperor, and seeing his blood-stained robe and armor, it was his blood or hers.

  He is still calm and expensive and unfathomable.

   formed a sharp contrast with the desolately sorrowful blood-red rose blooming in his heart, extremely sad, extremely demon, and thrilling.

  (End of this chapter)