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778. Where is the bustling music and singing falling 24

But now he has someone who wants to protect for the rest of his life, and he just wants to draw a solid and peaceful world for her to have a carefree life. That's all. If Yun Huan hadn't pressed him step by step, he would have no intention of fighting with him.

"Xiao Jingchen, no matter whether you surrender or not, you will die. This is Your Majesty's will." It is also what he expected. Maybe he is the only one who dies, and maybe time is the best medicine.

But Yan Weile forgot that he had lost the qualification to have her...

"Ha..." Xiao Jingchen smiled faintly and was not annoyed by Yan Weile's arrogance. "Then let's do it. I want to see how many pounds and pounds Yan Weile, the world-famous war god Yan Weile, can afford this title?"

He flew over the air and drew a brilliant beam of light in his right hand, which shocked Yan Weile and jumped up, quickly drew out his sword to block it, "Your legs are actually useless!"

It's such a terrible scheming, and it has the ability to endure that is different from ordinary people. It can pretend to be disabled for so many years without anyone seeing it out!

Yun Huan, who was watching the battle in the carriage, felt even more determined to see this scene. As long as Xiao Jingchen lives in this world, it will always be a fatal threat to him and the Shengyuan Dynasty. Now Jin Guo’s vitality is severely damaged, and Xiao Jingchen is not yet full of strength. If he wants to kill everything at the source, he must never let it grow to a point where he cannot control it!

Qiyin looked at her eyebrows that were tightly twisted. No matter how deep Xiao Jingchen was, she could not resist the Yan family army and Yun Xiang with 30,000 troops. The 100,000 elite soldiers and generals who had surrendered to Yun Xiang exhausted their skills and could not escape death in the end. She could not watch Xiao Jingchen fall into a dangerous situation. As long as he was alive, she didn't care about the throne, the glory and wealth, as long as he could save his life, they left, and left these people far away...

"Zhu'er, what are you going to do?" Seeing Qiyin get up, Yun Huan stand up, but his hands domineeringly grabbed her wrist.

"Can't you stop? He never thought of competing for the world with you!"

"Whether there or not, he is a threat to me!"

"In exchange for your peace of mind, I have to provoke a war and sacrifice millions of people? Yun Huan, they are all your people, why can you be so cold-blooded!"

I once thought that Yun Huan was not ruthless, but she was a good emperor who cared about the people. Did she see it wrong?

"It's all for you."

"For me, that's even more ridiculous. Do you want to be a tyrant monarch for the ages? After your death, you will be criticized by Chu Bi□□ for life!"

In Yun Huan's heart, this world is always the first in his heart! Unfortunately, Xiao Jingchen is now at a disadvantage. If he is a strong enemy, he will be able to force and suppress his absurd approach!

"Zhu'er."

Qiyin grabbed his hand and walked out of the carriage. Looking at the fierce fighting between the two people, the faces that fell down one by one, and those blood-stained and twitched in pain. Could it be that Yun Huan could bear it?

"Stop Yun Huan. As long as you let Xiao Jingchen go, he will never be nostalgic for King Jin's position, hide his name and ignore the world. We will never threaten your throne!"
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