after marrying the prince

Lan Xunyu burst into tears, filled with grief, and said, "Brother is here."

Hua Que looked at the pearly and round lips that were very close to her, she blinked tears, her hands were holding the sand to support her body, her legs trembling.

It was like exhausting the last strength of my life.

struggling to go up,

Get closer, get closer, and finally, touch the softness of your lips,

"I love……"

The words are not finished, but the people are gone.

His hands were hanging down weakly, his eyes were moist, tears flowed down his bloody face, and he looked at Lan Xunyu mournfully.

Lan Xunyu raised her head and howled in grief, hoarse and loudly said: "Kill! Kill me!"

With a single kill, the army behind rushed forward like a storm.

Lou Yunmeng sat on the horseback, raised the long sword in his hand, and said loudly: "Kill!"

Both armies and horses were filled with grief and indignation.

The sword has no eyes and is even more ruthless.

In an instant, the horseshoes galloped, the sound of fighting resounded through the sky, and the swords and guns collided together.

Wailing, roaring, incessant.

There is a bloody setting sun in the sky, the bright red glow sprinkles the earth, and the flying dust is stained with blood.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

Following the mournful wailing, the stumped limbs and broken arms rolled to the ground splashed with blood.

Under the sword and spear, countless heads were broken, and the blood was like rain.

I don't know who set the first fire. A thatched hut beside the ancient Luoyang road caught fire. The flames of the stars gradually grew bigger, and the tongue of fire licked the rolling shed to the north with the evening wind.

The crackling firewood splintered.

The fire ignited and burned to the neighboring house with a ferocious momentum.

Xiao Yantian lowered his head to look at the dagger in his belly, the blade of the dagger was completely submerged in his body, leaving only the hilt outside, blood was flowing, his clothes were stained through.

Every time I move, my body feels like it is being torn apart.

"Yu'er, Ming Jin withdraws troops."

He grabbed Lan Xunyu's arm, and said softly: "Don't make a killing, many people will die."

Lan Xunyu looked at Xiao Yantian gloomyly, sneered, and pulled out the knife stuck in Xiao Yantian's abdomen.

Xiao Yantian snorted, his long eyelashes trembling in shock, tears glistened in his amber eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him in pain.

The blood-red blade is dripping with gorgeous beads, an evil red under the setting sun.

Under Yang's hand, the sharp point of the knife stopped on the chest, stabbing a touch of red.

The owner of the knife tried hard to stab the knife.

But his wrist was pinned down and he couldn't move.

Xiao Yantian said in pain: "Ming Jin withdraws troops."

Lan Xunyu smiled coldly and said: "At the end of the crossbow, you dare to order me?" After finishing speaking, holding the handle of the dagger with both hands, said Xiao Yantian was pressed to the ground, and stabbed next time, "Go to hell!"

Xiao Yantian's heart felt like it was being cut, he slowly closed his eyes, and tremblingly said: "Yu'er, withdraw your troops."

Lan Xunyu sternly said: "Don't even think about it!" His eyes turned red, "Who are you calling? I am Hua Yang, Hua Que's elder brother, and Prince Liao of Miao Jiang!"

Xiao Yantian smiled sadly: "Really?" His amber eyes were dyed with a chill of white snow, "In that case, Xiao Yantian hereby asks Prince Liao to withdraw his troops."

"Don't think about it!"

Enduring the severe pain, Xiao Yantian raised his foot, kicked Lan Xunyu hard on the kneecap, turned over and jumped up from the ground, Lou Yunmeng and Zheng Yun just came to kill him.

Xiao Yantian released three fireworks into the air, red, blue and green.

Immediately after it was released, there was a roar, and flames shot up to the sky in the southeast.

A school lieutenant wearing a Miaojiang sapphire blue robe with disheveled hair and bloody face ran to Lan Xunyu in a panic and said, "Report to Prince Liao, Huayang City has fallen, three grain depots have been bombed, one hundred thousand All the grain and stone were burned."

Lan Xunyu said angrily: "Huayang City is guarded by Hushi General Rong An, how could it be lost?"

The school lieutenant knelt on the ground and cried bitterly: "Rong Yue made the general drunk, took the tiger charm, opened the city gate to lead Zheng Yun into the city, and set fire to the granary."

Lan Xunyu was very angry, kicked the captain away, stared at Xiao Yantian and said: "You fried the food and grass, what are you asking us to eat? Are you starving to death?"

Like a lone wolf driven to a dead end, Lan Xunyu drew his sword, used all his strength to soar into the air, and slashed at Xiao Yantian with the hilt of the sword in both hands.

Xiao Yantian clutched his stomach, and swung the black iron sword to block, but his body was affected, his strength was insufficient, he was forced by Lan Xunyu to back up again and again, until the blade of the sword touched his neck, and his back was against the wall, there was no way to retreat.

Lan Xunyu stared at Xiao Yantian closely, and said: "One month and eight days, you chased me from Wuze Mountain to Wugu Mountain, why?"

Xiao Yantian stared at Lan Xunyu and said, "Don't you know why?"

Filled with hatred, Lan Xunyu forced the blade of the sword into Xiao Yantian's neck by a point, blood slid down into drops, dripping from the tip of the sword, Lan Xunyu said: "Yu'er is your lover, or your apprentice."

"Yes."

Lan Xunyu's heart twitched in pain and said: "Then what am I? A substitute?"

Xiao Yantian said sadly: "You are him. You are my husband."

"I do not believe!"

Xiao Yantian's heart ached like being pierced by thousands of arrows, he said: "Yu'er, look at this devastated country, there have been endless battles for 60 years, how many people have died, call back the troops, don't fight anymore."

Lan Xunyu sneered, "If we don't attack Bianyang City, what shall we eat?"

Xiao Yantian stared at Lan Xunyu for a long time, and said: "Okay, you must fight, I can only accompany you."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Yan Tianxuan Tiejian pushed Lan Xunyu away violently, and Lan Xunyu pressed him tightly.

In the flames of war, the two clashed with swords.

Lan Xunyu's moves are fierce, killing intent every step of the way, without leaving any room, the attack is fierce, Xiao Yantian retreats and fights, the black iron sword in his hand is unpredictable, his figure is like a ghostly ghost, he turns to behind Lan Xunyu, facing the empty door , a palm hit on the back, Lan Xunyu staggered two steps forward, after standing still, turned around and drew a sword flower in the air, stabbing at Xiao Yantian.

Xiao Yantian turned sideways as if predicting in advance, Yaozi turned around and kicked Lan Xunyu's kneecap.

Lan Xunyu couldn't bear it anymore and knelt down on one knee.

A cold black iron sword stood on his shoulder, next to his neck.

Xiao Yantian: "You can't beat me."

Lan Xunyu sneered, "I know."

A handful of red medicinal powder flew out of Lan Xunyu's sleeve, accompanied by a sneer, "I'm naturally charming, so I'm not suitable for martial arts. How could I beat Emperor Wenxuan, who is world-class in martial arts? I'm good at using poison."

Xiao Yantian hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, and retreated quickly, but his body was still contaminated, the poison powder stained the wound, his body could no longer bear it, his knees became weak, and he knelt on the ground.

Lan Xunyu raised Xiao Yantian's chin with his sword, and said with a smile: "Look clearly, my name is Hua Yang, do you remember?" After speaking, he raised his sword and stabbed straight down, threatening to kill him with one move.

In an instant, as if ten thousand steel knives were stuck in his heart, Xiao Yantian was in pain, his phoenix eyes slowly closed, and tears flowed down.

At a critical moment, a folding fan swirled towards Lan Xunyu's sword, sparks shot out, and he shouted: "Get out of the way!"

Lan Xunyu felt a numbness in his hand, almost lost his grip on the sword, backed away a few times, secretly surprised in his heart: such a strong force, before he could react, the fan flew over like a knife, Lan Xunyu hurried to block it, but Left clumsy and right blunt, he was dizzy from the beating, a flash of cold light pierced his heart, and he was about to lose his life, but the sword was suddenly withdrawn.

However, the sword was too fierce, and the person holding the sword hurt himself, and the corner of his mouth was stained red with blood.

"It's you?"

The person in front of him was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a heroic appearance and a blank stare.

The fan returned to his hand, he was still in a daze, Lan Xunyu seized the opportunity, picked up the sword, and killed him very quickly.

While resisting, Lou Yunmeng backed away, panicked in his heart. The person in front of him was wearing a golden armor, a golden dragon crown on his head, a golden bijia inside, a purple dragon robe outside, Qingyun Qilin long silk boots on his feet, and Chen Baiyu on his waist. The belt is tied with an embossed and hollowed out Hetian jade pendant.

This outfit.

The king is the emperor.

But it wasn't Yun Lan's attire.

The appearance is still the allure of the old country.

Old and old friends are absolutely right.

Lou Yunmeng calmed down a little bit, only defending but not attacking, but the opponent was full of murderous intent, trying to kill him.

strange look.

He doesn't know me?

Lou Yunmeng had a measure in mind, and asked tentatively, "Prince Liao?"

Lan Xunyu said with piercing eyes, "Hmph, that's right."

Lou Yunmeng glanced at Xiao Yantian, who was covered with scars on the ground and his robes were covered with blood, and thought: It really is true, the world is ruthless, and fate tricks people.

Didn't ask any more questions, leaving room for the move, folded the fan in his hand, and released the sword at the same time, Lan Xunyu was overwhelmed, Lou Yunmeng took the opportunity to rescue Xiao Yantian, and said to Lan Xunyu: "Your Majesty expected today's battle, order me Waiting for the troops to divide into three groups, and besiege Qingcheng, Huayang City, and Bianyang City at the same time, if you don't want to destroy the country, surrender as soon as possible."

At this time, the two armies were so bloodthirsty that the corpses were scattered all over the ground, the grass and the bluestone road were stained with blood, and the houses were set on fire again and again.

The world is like a ghost purgatory.

When Lan Xunyu stabbed over with a long spear, Lan Xunyu flashed back, and cut off the opponent's head with a sword. Wherever he saw, there was blood, killing, fighting, corpses, a sudden sharp pain in the head, his heart and soul were agitated, and he couldn't stand steadily.

General Rong Long escaped from the siege of Zheng Yun, Bai He, and Qi Shan, led the army to rescue him with the national teacher Yun Hai, protected Hua Que's body, helped Lan Xunyu, and said: "Your Highness, retreat first."

Lan Xunyu nodded.

The two protected Lan Xunyu while fighting, while retreating, looking for an old crooked willow tree to rest, surrounded by more than a hundred soldiers to guard.

At this time, Nanfang Yiqi Juechen galloped over and reined in the horse.

Immediately, the scouts jumped down, spat out a mouthful of blood, prostrated themselves on the ground, burst into tears, and said, "Your Highness, Qingcheng has been breached, and the city lord Yu Xiao has been captured."

In the distance, Kuang Yu's hair was disheveled, his battle robe was dyed red, and there was a long bloodstain on his face. When he approached, his flesh was turned outwards, with an arrow stuck in his shoulder blade, he limped over under the escort of several soldiers, his hands Kneeling down on his knees, crying, he said: "His Royal Highness, surrender, food and grass are burned, the morale of the army is unstable, Qingcheng has fallen, Huayang City has been besieged, continue to fight..."

All the soldiers sitting around covered their faces and wept.

Rong Long knelt down and said: "Let's keep the green hills, don't be afraid that there will be no firewood. The king has passed away, and the people have just migrated. If you lose your boat at this time, even if you win, you will kill [-] enemies and lose [-]. The country is ruined and weakened. Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge. After recuperating, keeping a low profile, it is not too late to kill the dog emperor."

All the generals and soldiers knelt down in unison, crying and not saying a word.

Lan Xunyu was silent for a long time, looking at the person in the middle of the crowd opposite.

The two looked at each other from a distance.