Nan Chenyu stood motionless, watching the arrow flying towards him quickly. He knew that if he didn't make any movement, the arrow would pierce his heart just like before.

Many memories that he had tried so hard to suppress surged out like a flood in his mind at this moment. The light and shadow of their first encounter softened her voice, and after a long time, his thick sadness flowed everywhere. That night in the bridal chamber, she was surrounded by bright red flowers and candles.

It was so beautiful and dazzling that it shocked my heart deeply.

If I really die in your hands today, in this hundred-mile city. Then, Jinghong, please let me stay in that time with you, even though I know that your smile is no longer for me.

"Fourth brother!" Nan Junnuo shouted, pushed him away, and tried to shoot down the five arrows with his sword, but the speed was too fast and carried a very strong force. If it weren't for his martial arts,

It was still high, and four of them were knocked down, but one of them pierced Nan Chenyu's left arm fiercely, which shows how powerful the arrow was.[

Nan Chenyu frowned slightly and looked sideways at the arrow on his arm. The pain was worse than the pain in his heart at this moment. She... really wanted to kill herself.

At the same time, Naluo soldiers climbed up the city tower one after another and hit the city gate with huge wooden sticks. Jinghong, just as Canglan thought, flew towards the city tower.

"Jinghong." Cang Lan shouted anxiously, and was about to follow, but was stopped by General Duanmu. Several other generals rushed to the front. They were determined to win this battle. How could they?

They can get a woman to cover for them.

Jinghong held a long sword and rushed up from the city wall as if walking on level ground, grabbing the stones and iron arrows thrown down. Seeing that Jinghong was about to rush onto the city tower, the soldiers of the Naluo Kingdom became even more brave.

As soon as he stood on the tower, Feng Qingfan pointed his sword at Jinghong's throat.

"Jinghong..." The pain in his arm did not affect Nan Chenyu at all. He looked at her quietly, but his eyes were like surging waves.

Jinghong glanced at him with a calm look, then drew his sword and fought with Feng Qingfan. Although she had fought with Feng Qingfan once on Zuiyue Floor, it only ended hastily. She didn't know his martial arts.

After more than a dozen moves, Feng Qingfan forced her off the city tower again. At this time, the city gate opened and many soldiers rushed out. For a moment, the lights of swords and shadows alternated with each other, and screams and screams continued. Blood splattered everywhere.
Chapter completed!