Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Yang Susu knelt on one knee in the center of the formation, not moving at all, but smiled at Jun Yichen who was outside the formation.

It's good to die honestly.

At least, in this life, she no longer had to kill him with her own hands, and no longer had to endure the heart-wrenching pain of killing her beloved.

Seeing his frightened bloodshot eyes gradually widen, Yang Susu opened her mouth, wanting to comfort this Demon Lord.

But before she could open her mouth, the man in front of her stepped into the Tongtian Locking Demon Formation. The next moment, she was picked up by him, and the white light penetrated his chest.

He groaned.

A mouthful of black blood spurted out.

He staggered and then fell down on the center of the formation holding her.

Yang Susu's expression changed drastically.

He is a demon, how can he enter the Demon Locking Formation, and be in the center of the formation?

Yang Susu suddenly came out of his arms, holding his face with both hands, her eyes full of panic.

"Why did you come in? Why did you come in? You will be reduced to ashes. You will die. Get out now..."

His cheeks, which were originally as cold as ice, were now burning hot, so hot that she thought he would die in the next moment.

He smiled at her.

Such a smile should not appear on his devilish face.

"If you want to die, I will die with you."

"Demon Lord, Demon Lord..."

Outside the formation, Tu Li was mumbling with tears in her eyes.

“Why? Why!

Why would you give up everything, even your life, for her?"

In the center of the formation, the powerful suction force of the formation was draining the magic power from Jun Yichen's body. He was shaking with pain and even his face was distorted.

The Tongtian Locking Demon Formation, which had absorbed a lot of Jun Yichen's demonic energy, seemed to become stronger, and the golden light became stronger.

The waves under the Henghe River were still surging, with strong winds and huge waves. Under the pressure of the formation, the giant claws were pressed into the riverbed bit by bit, and there was a roar of anger and unwillingness.

The gate of the Styx also slowly closed, leaving only a small gap.

But looking at Jun Yichen curled up on the ground, being sucked by the magic energy of the formation and about to be reduced to ashes, Yang Susu's heart seemed to be torn open, and she was suffocating with pain.

She stepped forward to help him up, and with all her strength, she knocked him out of the formation and to Tu Li's side.

"I don't want you to die with me, I don't want it!"

Tu Li caught Jun Yichen, and when there was only a small gap left in the gate of the Styx, she also used all her strength to attack Yang Susu.

The white light transformed into a sharp sword, piercing through her chest and carrying her away from the center of the formation.

She showed a bitter smile, she was just a little bit short.

The golden light slowly dissipated and finally disappeared completely.

Dark clouds rolled between heaven and earth, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a roar from hell resounded through the sky and the earth.

The people of Yanjiang raised their heads and looked towards the direction of Tianhuoshan Mountain.

A huge claw broke through the air from Henghe River, bringing up rolling waves, breaking through the river bank, rushing down towards Tianhuo Mountain, sweeping away broken branches and trees.

The flood was overwhelming and rushing down.

They knelt down and begged, begging the Demon Lord to save them again.

The gate of the Styx opened wide, and surging demonic energy poured out, making the sky even darker. Only the purple lightning flashed, emitting flashes of light that made people shudder.

The huge beast walked out of the Styx step by step with thrilling footsteps, and its happy laughter echoed between heaven and earth.

The Styx opened wide, and the ancient demon ancestor emerged.

The Heng River overflowed, submerged the Skyfire Mountain, and poured into the city of Yanjiang.

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The border between Eastern Zhou and Western Zhou.

"Woooooooo..."

The horn of war sounded, and the Eastern Zhou and the Western Zhou clashed again.

"kill......"

The deafening roar of killing, the sound of rolling horse hooves, the sound of swords and sabers, the two armies clashed, and the fighting spirit was overwhelming.

Hua Shengsheng was wearing white armor, holding a long sword in his hand, riding on a white horse, swinging the sword, constantly cutting the throats of enemy soldiers one after another, piercing their hearts, blood sprayed on his face, staining his white armor red.

He no longer had the carefree, unruly smile he had before, only a strong fighting spirit and an inexplicable sense of vicissitudes in his eyes.

He did not rely on his father Bo Changhou, but fought desperately to become a major general in the army.

He was no longer the impetuous man who hid from the bandits and fell down, thus losing the life of the person who protected him.

He wanted to win the war, he wanted to stay at the frontier like his father, be a man of integrity, and never marry.

In the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, there was no one waiting for him.

His heart was already empty.

Dozens of enemy soldiers targeted him and stabbed the white horse under him, causing the horse to let out a wail.

He jumped up on the horse's back, and at the moment when the horse fell, he cut off the heads of the men who killed the horse.

Kill with determination and kill with every strike.

This reckless fighting style made him grow so fast.

One of them stabbed at his chest. He moved his body slightly to the side, but he didn't expect another arrow to come at him. He dodged it by leaping several times, and the arrow just barely grazed the edge of his white armor.

The archer was dressed in black military uniform, with a thick ponytail on his head, two large round earrings on his left ear, sharp features, a quiver on his back, five arrows in his hands, and at this moment, he was drawing the bow towards him.

Hua Shengsheng knew this person, Major General Xishang - Fan Gang.

He was at the same level, and they had fought each other several times.

Maybe it was because they had the same position, so every time they played chess, he would always look for an opportunity to play against him.

The five feather arrows in Fan Gang's hand flew out of the air and shot straight towards him.

He snorted coldly, raised the sword in his hand, cut off three of them, and the other two passed by him and shot at the two Xishang soldiers.

"Eat my sword."

Hua Shengsheng shouted loudly.

He swung his sword and stabbed at Fan Gang.

Fan Gang snorted coldly, put away the bow and arrow in his hand, picked up a sword and rushed forward.

"Bang bang bang..."

After dozens of moves, the two were evenly matched.

Yang Zuo and Yang You fought against General Wu Yan of Xi Shang. Wu Yan was defeated step by step and vomited blood after a few moves. After all, Mingwa was born with supernatural power. When the red tassel spear came out, the situation changed.

Marquis Bochang and the second prince of Xishang, Huan Hongsheng, fought together.

Bo Changhou is still strong and vigorous at old age, and his style and demeanor when wielding a broadsword are as good as ever.

The hair on Huan Hongsheng's head has not grown out yet, and he is still bald.

He is the commander in chief of this battle. If he wins, after returning to Xishang, he will be the crown prince of Xishang and the next emperor of Xishang.

Looking at the battlefield, it was clear that the Eastern Zhou Dynasty had the upper hand, but the drastic change happened in an instant.