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King Yu's cloudy eyes were stained with blood, and he coughed out a mouthful of thick blood in a muffled voice.

The emperor stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, and he looked at him like a madman, "Uncle Wang, why do you think that I will rest assured to come to this wilderness."

Flames burst out from the mountain, and the stench and rotting people rolled into fireballs and rolled down from the mountain, burning into ashes.

King Yu drew out his sword and roared, "Kill him for this king! Those who kill the emperor will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold! Add officials and ranks!"

The people in the woods crawled out of the ground like tigers, and immediately plunged into the battle, strangling the rebels.

Their outstretched hands are quick and sharp, and they are cold and solemn.

There was a sharp whistle on the mountain.

The emperor looked indifferently at King Yu who was laughing wildly, "Hahaha, you are finished, there are people from the Tiger Kingdom ambushing on the mountain, Kun is done, this is mine now!"

Mu Qing hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, you leave first!"

The scent of flowers wafted through the bloody wind, and a magnificent figure stepping on a white bird suddenly appeared in the sky. The beautiful figures joined the battle like ghosts and ghosts, expressing their surrender to the emperor.

The emperor looked at King Yu with disappointment on his face, "Uncle Wang, I think you are getting old, and I allow you to go back to the king's city to recuperate. I didn't expect that what the former emperor said was right. The wolf's ambition will never change."

As time goes by, King Yu's defeat is set, and the dead bodies of the traitors are increasing.

King Yu panicked.

A fast horse galloped into the camp, and the man on the horse bent down and cut off the heads of the Kungan soldiers.

Two people got off the horse, one of them was covered with a veil, and held up the thing in his arms.

Immediately, the flames shone, blue blood washed the sky, and the night was as dark as a prison.

"The prince is here!"

King Yu laughed and grabbed the crying child, and unwrapped the wrapping cloth, revealing the little doll with red marks all over his body.

"My good nephew, do you want this thing?" He said cruelly, with a smile on his face. "Tell them all to stop! Or I'll strangle him!"

The emperor's eyes widened, his heart ached, his body stiffened, and hatred deepened in his eyes.

Then in an instant, the wind came, like lightning, with a black mark, and a sharp arrow shot at King Yu's chest, and the intense and scorching fire was reflected in his muddy and frightened eyes.

King Yu lowered his head in shock and panic, spitting out blood.

"you--"

King Yu's hand loosened slowly.

Yang Rui beside him quickly grabbed the prince and strangled the prince's neck, pale as a ghost, looking at the blood in King Yu's mouth in horror.

Shao Yan was dressed in dazzling black armor, behind him was a burning fire, and his long hair was scattered in the fire wind. He walked slowly to the emperor from the fire with a big bow in his hand.

The cold eyes reflected the raging fire like burning clouds.

The masked man supported the unsteady King Yu, surrounded by people around him, ready to fight to the death!

Old and new grudges welled up in my heart, the nightmares of the previous life and the present were persistent, an arrow for an arrow, blue blood changing the sky, and the sound of military whistles resounded through the sky.

"Let us go! Otherwise, I will strangle him immediately!" Yang Rui shouted.

Shao Yan approached step by step.

"Shao Yan! Save the emperor!"

"Let us go, as long as we go, let him go immediately!"

"Emperor, I'm not afraid to let the prince come and bloody this ending!"

The southwestern border rebels surrounded Liezhi Mountain, but because they were still unable to defeat Kun Qian's soldiers!

Shao Yan's eyes were tightly locked on the thin and veiled man beside King Yu, his eyes were deeper than a river of blood, he was like a ghost, his voice was hoarse, "Going?"

Yang Rui's fingers firmly penetrated into the little baby's neck, the little prince couldn't cry anymore, his face was blue and purple, his cold and stiff body was shivering in the wind.

"Yes, let us go! Immediately!" Yang Rui shouted.

Those sad and calm eyes that no one noticed slowly fell silent, and they didn't dare to look at him again, yes, he had no choice but to go, the defeat was imminent, he had no choice but to go!

That night, the emperor roared loudly, and the Kun Qian army gave up the way. Under the cold light, the rebel army led by King Yu retreated and joined the southwestern rebels. .

That night, the Kun Qian Kingdom suffered indelible pain, the prince rebelled, and the southwest was in chaos.

That night, Liezhi Mountain really ignited a raging fire, and the flames shot straight into the [-]-foot sky, as if a divine fire descended on the world, raging and violent, looking down on the world with the tendency to burn everything.

escape.

Like their fathers, they fled in the dust of the army's pursuit and persecution.

At this moment, Chen Huanluo finally knew the wishes of his mother and brother.

——Don’t listen, don’t see, don’t speak.Avoid the royal city and live in peace.

People are crazy, being driven crazy.

Tens of thousands of bows and arrows pressed on behind him, and blood flowed like a river all the way, panicked, torn, and displaced.

Sleepless day and night, the blood left on the dust was instantly buried.

Those who can't catch up will stay under the horse's hoof forever, or be eaten by soldiers who collapsed from hunger.

The people along the border fled their homes in panic, taking their wives and children along the road with tears and blood.

It turned out that it really hurts like this.

Numb the pain, less and less people.

Five days, ten days, fifteen days, thirty days, forty days.

escape.

He tremblingly followed the rebels and hid in Xiyan Pass like a mouse in fear and panic.

Fighting all the way, blocking the Kun Qian army with tens of thousands of artillery corpses at the gate of the city.

trembling, panic fear.

That night, Chen Huanluo hid on the city wall of Xiyan Pass, looking at the bloody streams of corpses below, and the yellow sand was covered with blood.

He finally cried.

Leaning against the dusty city wall, thinking of those indifferent eyes, thinking of the tens of thousands of pursuers behind him.

He squatted down slowly, hugged himself, and murmured in a daze.

sorry Sorry sorry……

One month, two months, fleeting.

The summer solstice has just passed, the stars are floating, and the end of the sky is glowing with a faint red light.

There were violent coughing and inaudible roars in the room.

Chen Huanluo crouched in embarrassment and picked up the broken pills, not daring to look at the bed again, and hurried out of the room.

Shut the bloody stench of the whole house behind the door.

Putting down the wooden tray hastily, he gritted his teeth and clutched his chest tightly, his face pale, until he couldn't bear it anymore, he pressed the edge of the well and vomited in a low voice.

Trembling and panting, trying to get a little out of the water and swallow.

The well water is bitter and meaty, with yellow sand and many years of vicissitudes.

vomit.

Cough, cough, he suppressed the discomfort rising from his stomach, and hurriedly hid in his hut with messy steps.

Pressing his abdomen with his hands, he lowered his head and gasped for breath, his face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, Chen Huanluo grunted in pain, closed his eyes and crawled limply on the table.

He stretched out his hand to touch the pulse of his other wrist, and paused for a long time, his trembling fingers were haggard and messy like a butterfly with broken wings.

Only when he was sure that there was nothing wrong with the abdominal pain, he slowly relaxed his tense heart, and gently pressed the palm of his hand on the lower abdomen.

A trace of tenderness flashed in his eyes, which disappeared in a blink of an eye, and disappeared into the deep eyes of despair and pain. The corners of his lips were pursed, revealing a bit of weakness and trance in the closed cabin.

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