Princess is a handsome man

The two returned to Fengshan, and Ye Zhang could feel that Feng Yun was full of worries in the next few days. In such a troubled world, the lives of his soldiers and nephews were all hanging by a thread. How could he sit still? It is also a cloud of sorrow that cannot be resolved. There is no solution to the art of protecting the corpse. How can we save the common people in this troubled world.

The two stood in the courtyard, feeling the peaceful atmosphere around them. They didn't know how many more days this would last, and they might have to count the remaining days.

"A Luo, I want to tell you something."

Ye Zhang nodded, signaling Feng Yun to continue.

"I want to go to the border." Feng Yun's voice was very low, but Ye Zhang could still hear it clearly.

Ye Zhang nodded: "Okay, I will accompany you." Ye Zhang knew that Feng Yun would return to the battlefield one day.

Feng Yun was about to refuse, but Ye Zhang raised his head and stared into Feng Yun's eyes. Feng Yun swallowed what he hadn't said yet, and then nodded slightly.

After Tingtuo found out about this incident, he would go down the mountain with the two of them. Tingtuo sacrificed himself for the common people 300 years ago. This time, the two of them did not want him to participate, so they decided to secretly put medicine in his food. Let him sleep for a few days, Fengshan recognizes the Lord and is full of spiritual power, ordinary people can't come up, and the flames of war will not spread here. It is the best choice to keep him here.

The three of them sat at the table and had breakfast, planning to go down the mountain after eating, but just halfway through the meal, Ting Tuo felt dizzy and passed out. The two helped him back to the room and lay down. Zhang also felt dizzy, his feet were soft, and he fell to the ground, Feng Yun quickly caught Ye Zhang.

Ye Zhang looked at Feng Yun in disbelief: "Xiao Jiu, you..." The voice became weaker and weaker, and Ye Zhang completely passed out.

Feng Yun carried Ye Zhang back to the room, put him on the bed, covered him with the quilt, stared at him for a long time, then took out a purse from his arms and put it beside the bed.

Feng Yun touched Ye Zhang's face, and said softly: "A Luo, you have never seen a battlefield, that place is not suitable for you, so you just lie here obediently, okay?"

After a long time, Feng Yun slowly closed his eyes, not daring to look at Ye Zhang again, if he took another look, he was afraid that he would really be reluctant to leave, Feng Yun took a deep breath, then turned around, opened his eyes and walked slowly Go out, every step is so heavy.

Ah Luo, this time, you may really not be able to wait for me. When you wake up, everything should be over!

If you can't see me, will you be sad, I think, you will, but, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...

Feng Yun walked into the barracks, the soldiers in the barracks were not practicing, they were all sitting on the ground slumped, some were in a daze, some were whispering, feeling depressed.

"His Highness Pluto, it's His Highness, His Highness is back!" Someone shouted in the crowd, everyone raised their heads, looked around, and their last gazes focused on Feng Yun.

"It's really His Highness, His Highness is here, we are saved!" "Yes, we are saved!" Excited cheers erupted from the crowd.

Feng Yun signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "Now I am no longer a prince, and I have no military power to dominate you, but I am willing to fight against the enemy with everyone!"

The more Feng Yun said, the louder he said: "Everyone may still have a chance to fight. If you don't fight, you must die. If you don't want to die, immediately pick up the weapon in your hand and stand up!"

"Stand up, stand up!" The soldiers stood up one after another, shouting slogans loudly, and the more they said, the more excited they became, and their morale became higher and higher.

On the second day after Feng Yun returned to the barracks, the Zhongyong Kingdom launched a small-scale war. Fortunately, no dead bodies were used, but only confrontation with others. Feng Yun led everyone to a beautiful victory, which immediately boosted morale.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. On the third day, the Zhongyong Kingdom launched a large-scale war. Thousands of dead bodies poured into the battlefield. The Xiqi Beimo Zhongyong all fought together. Everyone was jealous. Countless soldiers The intestines were pierced and rotted by the dead bodies, and some were even torn into pieces alive.

A man in white clothes stood on a high place with his hands behind his back. The spotless white clothes on his body formed a sharp contrast with the bloody wind and rain below. Bai Luo quietly looked at everything below. The wind brought a strong smell of blood. Taking a deep breath, Bai Luo Luo's face was extremely satisfied, and he seemed to enjoy this feeling very much.

From dawn to dusk, more and more corpses were piled up, almost forming a hill. Except for the Zhongyong Kingdom, most of the soldiers in Xiqi and Beimo were killed by dead corpses.

Roaring, wailing, the sound of nails, knives and guns of dead corpses entering flesh, the sound of soldiers falling, all filled Feng Yun's ears.

Feng Yun's face was covered with blood, and his armor had already been pierced. The blood on his body dried up and flowed again. Looking from afar, he looked like a bloody man, trembling uncontrollably while holding the hand of the dragon. It hurts a lot, and the head hurts even more. Feng Yun looked at the dead bodies that couldn't be killed in front of him, and gradually despaired in his eyes.

With one person's strength, even if he is full of blood, he is powerless to fight against the sky. The only thing Feng Yun can do now is to use his last breath to drain the last drop of blood from his body.

With a knife, it fell on a little girl who was only six or seven years old. Feng Yun took a closer look and felt a sense of déjà vu. Feng Yun retracted the knife and finally remembered that it was Zhu'er from Taoyuan Village, but she How could it be here, how could it be made into a dead body.

Feng Yun looked around, there was Ling'er girl, and the village head of Taoyuan Village, Feng Yun trembled even more, the villagers of Taoyuan Village were turned into dead bodies by Bai Luo, and countless dead bodies stretched out their hands towards Feng Yun Approaching, Feng Yun gritted his teeth and made up his mind, lifted the dragon, and threw it towards the approaching corpses. The powerful internal force shook them several meters away. Before Feng Yun's eyes, there was scarlet, countless fallen corpses, Stand up again.

Feng Yun stuck a knife in the ground, supporting himself to stand still, suddenly a familiar figure walked towards him from the pile of dead bodies, Feng Yun blinked hard, and looked at the visitor steadily, although the visitor's face was covered with Scars, disheveled hair, and a limp, but Feng Yun recognized her at a glance.

"Nanxiang." Feng Yun uttered two words from his throat with difficulty, and a bloody smell came up again, Feng Yun's head was really about to explode, and there were tears in his eyes that couldn't fall down.

Nan Xiang approached Feng Yun, shook his neck stiffly, his eyes were dull, he picked up the knife in his hand, and stabbed Feng Yun down.

Feng Yun looked at the person in front of him, and the knife slowly fell towards him. Feng Yun couldn't lift the hand holding Toulong anymore, and slowly closed his eyes, and Tolong also fell to the ground.

The moment he closed his eyes, he seemed to see a cyan figure flashing in front of him from the corner of his eye. After a long time, the knife did not fall on him. Feng Yun opened his eyes, and the scene in front of him almost made Feng Yun suffocate.

Lin Mo stood in front of him, and the knife in Nan Xiang's hand plunged straight into Lin Mo's chest. With a ferocious face, Nan Xiang stepped forward and stabbed the knife into Lin Mo's body bit by bit.

"Lin Mo!" Feng Yun roared, and ran towards Lin Mo, using his internal force to shake away the dead bodies that were approaching several people.

Feng Yun hurriedly stumbled to Lin Mo, supported Lin Mo, and was about to pull the knife out of Lin Mo's chest. Lin Mo quickly pressed Feng Yun's hand with one hand, and said with a smile, "No." Then, looking at Nan Xiang who was approaching him bit by bit, an unprecedented smile appeared on his face: "This is the first time she approached me actively, how can I push her away."

"Lin Mo..." Feng Yun called Lin Mo's name with a trembling voice, his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or blood.

Nan Xiang got closer and closer, the knife had pierced Lin Mo's chest and stabbed Feng Yun behind him, the two were nailed together, Feng Yun could no longer feel the pain, his whole body seemed to be numb.

Looking at Nan Xiang who was close at hand, Lin Mo stretched out his hand, caressed Nan Xiang's scarred face, and said softly, "Nan Xiang, I finally found you." He took out a hairpin and stabbed it straight at Nan Xiang's heart. Nan Xiang shook his body, and then it turned into a powder and dissipated in the air.

"Nan Xiang, I finally got the courage to give you this hairpin."

Lin Mo turned around, looked at Feng Yun, his face was full of tears, and said softly: "Jiu Ming, look, I bet right."

"Stop talking." Feng Yun hurriedly covered Lin Mo's wound, but the blood kept gushing out like broken beads.

"I'm sorry Jiu Ming, the two things I regret the most in my life, ahem..." Lin Mo choked up two mouthfuls of blood.

Feng Yun put his arms around Lin Mo, and shouted hoarsely: "Shut up! I told you to stop talking, do you hear me!"

Lin Mo's voice became weaker and weaker, but he continued to speak: "First, it's because you didn't protect Nanxiang well. Second, you left in a fit of anger and failed to stand side by side with you on the battlefield." Lin Mo laughed again as he spoke : "But God is fair to me. I am the number one vanguard under Pluto. Die on the battlefield is my best destination. Being killed by the one I love is God's favor for me."

Lin Mo squeezed Feng Yun's hand tightly with the last bit of strength, and murmured, "That's great."

"Please, don't say it..." Feng Yun was already sobbing, and he held Lin Mo's hand tightly, but Feng Yun felt that the hand he was holding had no strength. When he looked up, the person beside him The person has closed his eyes, and there is still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ah..." Feng Yun completely collapsed, clenched his fists and raised his head to the sky and screamed. The dilapidated armor on his body was instantly shattered, and the hair band on his head was also broken. Both people and dead bodies were blown away several meters away.

After a while, Feng Yun calmed down, long splashed ink hair hanging down his shoulders, a lot of blood stuck to his face, Feng Yun opened his eyes, and the eyeballs instantly turned red.

Bai Luo tilted his head and looked at Feng Yun below with great interest, and laughed even faster.

Author's gossip: I am going to finish all the updates this weekend, thanks to the little cutie who has been reading!