Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3040 Starts at every step: Since ancient times, the emperor’s family has been in love (184)

The general who was fighting on the battlefield had red eyes, gleaming with water, and tears faintly flowed. He looked up at the sad and blood-stained sky of the setting sun, and his chest was piled up with anger and roars that were tumbling and heartbroken. It was like a sharp blade. It hurts, but in the end it didn't say a word.

Why?

Why?

  Why on earth! !

  You have been thinking about it for several years, and you don’t want it.

  For several years, it has been strategizing, and now it is in the world, and you don’t want to enjoy the power that makes people obsessed with all the glory and wealth.

  Which time in the past few years hasn't been a life that was saved only after nine deaths and hardships, you don't want it now.

  What do you want? !

  Now that you have fallen into this situation, is it what you want?

  ...Mo Liyan.

  I don’t know who or which soldier has red eyes, and he uttered a roar of sorrow from deep in his chest, heartbreaking: "Kill Han Jun!!"

   "Kill Han Jun!!!"

   "Kill Han Jun!!!"

   Countless voices were in unison at this moment, and they were overwhelming.

  For a time,

  The shouts are earth-shaking, and the mountains and rivers are shaking!

  Mo Liyan.

   is their monarch.

   is their belief.

  He succeeded to the throne for less than a year, but in a very short period of time, he stabilized the turbulent situation, cleared out the inner and upper courts, and the rebellious enemies on the outside, step by step, decisively and ruthlessly.

he is……

  Their king!

  In the short silence, ushered in the most turbulent and fierce outbreak, a new melee began again.

  Knife, light, sword and shadow, flesh and blood fly.

  The endless killing and **** battlefield lined the sky with the setting sun. For a moment, it seemed that it was not the afterglow of the setting sun that dyed half of the sky, but the red blood spreading the sky and dyeing it like a picturesque country.

  And all this,

  Dyeing white didn't care, even without even a glance, her expression was calm from beginning to end, indifferent to the extreme calm, as if the thing that had just been experienced was irrelevant, neither sad nor happy.

  Various emotions in the depths of her eyes were surging silently, and finally returned to the coldness of death in an instant.

  She was full of blood, she didn't care, she just looked at the dead person coldly for a long time.

Yen Bai pressed her dry and whitish lips a little, and opened her lips lightly, but she couldn't make any sound. Her thin lips were pressed into a straight line. After a long time, she could barely eat a word. His indifferent narrative said, much like a cold command: "Mo Liyan...you wake up."

  After not getting any response for a long time, Ranbai reacted very suddenly, and said flatly, "Forget it, you are dead."

  Mo Liyan is dead.

  Mo Liyan actually died.

  Mo Liyan...How can he die?

How could this be.

  After being silent for a long time, she realized at first that she had stained her robes with blood, but at that moment there was nothing to worry about.

   She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealed all the expressions under her eyes, just staring at the long sword that had penetrated the beating heart of a generation of emperors, with her name engraved on the hilt.

  The blade is still dripping with blood, it belongs to him.

  Ranbai gently raised his hand, grabbed the sword, and slowly applied force.

"Princess..." The noble son in white clothes was stunned and stared at the scene, only feeling that his whole body seemed to be frozen in the ice, cold and even trembling. He couldn't control the broken eyes. After a long time of stillness, the slightest Ignoring the surrounding killings, whoever blocked his pace, he killed someone without blinking his eyes. The purpose was very clear. When he approached dye white, he whispered softly, his voice was dumb unknowingly.

  Yan Bai did not even lift his eyes, but spit out a hoarse, indifferent and straightforward word: "Go away."

Xie Jinshu looked at the figure in the pool of blood with dark and complicated eyes. The afterglow of the setting sun outlined the outline of the girl like flowing blood. It was hazy and dangerous: "I understand... But I must remind you that you are at this moment. Must be calm."

   Ranbai answered steadily, simply and neatly: "I'm very calm."

  The white-clothed boy was lined with the sunset behind him. He couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see a profile of his face. The dust was clean but fierce. At this moment, he was just looking at the white dyeing quietly.

  The phoenix eyes reflected the shadow of the girl.

Yes.

  She is calm.

  At least it seems to be really calm.

  It’s such a calmness, but it’s even more chilling.

   "Leave, don't force me to do it."

  Listening to this concise sentence, Xie Jinshu did not want to argue with Ranbai. After weighing it, he stepped back cautiously until the moment he turned around.

  He heard a "呲——" sound, which made Xie Jinshu's back stiff.

  The young man in white quickly glanced back and bumped into such a scene.

  The sun sets, and there are bones everywhere.

  The girl in the red dress was full of evil spirits, and was extremely cold and ruthless. She fiercely grasped the sword that pierced Mo Liyan's heart, and in an instant she pulled it out without any hesitation!

   Splashing blood was everywhere, and the gurgling blood flowed down the blade.

  The **** eyes were reflected in Xie Jinshu's eyes, and his steps were so heavy that he couldn't move for a while, and he could only stand there.

"You took your fate as the game, and paid such a tragic price, just to let me kill you with my own hands?" Ran Bai clutched the long sword and whispered softly in Mo Liyan's ear. Only that one person could listen. The voice I got, but now, that person can't hear it either.

  Suddenly she replied, "Mo Liyan, you are wrong."

  Bite every word very clearly, and repeat coldly: "You are wrong."

"you are wrong!"

"you are wrong!"

   "If you are thinner, I will pay it back."

Behind her is the killing of a million army and a round of blood sun, like a demon spreading huge wings, covering people over the sky, but becoming her background, her red dress is like blood, and her ink hair is flying. , Is the posture of outstanding elegance.

"Power and status are still the world. You don't want it, and you can't do it now." Her tone was flat, calmly narrating to Mo Liyan in a low voice: "Thinking about it, I am the only one who has it. Only this life is left."

White-dyed fingertips gently rubbed the blood-stained long sword that had just pierced the emperor’s heart, and flicked along the blade, just in her seemingly calm and cold expression, without warning. that moment--!

  The sword in the girl's hand rolled around quickly, and a **** afterimage was swayed. It was an uncapable speed, and she had already been stabbed to the position of her heart!

  The weapon blade pierces the surface of the skin and penetrates the flesh and blood.

  The intense pain struck fiercely, as if it could tear people to pieces alive, breathing became difficult, and he was on the verge of suffocation.

  A sword.

  Shengsheng pierced the heart.

  (End of this chapter)