"Yuan'er——"

On the top of the city, the heart-wrenching shouts of Yang Chen had already disappeared into the sword and blood shadow, and there was no sound at all.

Tan Zi fainted, and the important officials who followed the side to order:

"The assassin will be killed, my lord is in danger! If you don't attack at this time, when will you wait? Kill!"

The iron hooves were restless, and they went down one hooves and crushed the last fragment of the word "天" deeply into the blood-black soil.

"Call the general! Fight!"

The soldiers under Yang Yin had already tied their belts, tidied up their helmets, and were ready to rush out of the city and fought to the death with the rushing officials!

"rush!"

Yang Chen gave the last order in his life, took the lead in getting off the city wall, rode his white horse, holding a long spear in his hand, wearing a short sword in his waist, and rushed out the first one.

It was coming to my face, either the cold tip of the knife or the gushing blood, and the flesh seemed to have turned into scattered plum blossoms, either white or red, sprinkled at will...

Before Yang Chen's eyes, he was dazed, numb, conditioned reflexive, and only the constant impact and slashing; even the horse under his crotch had been cut off at some point, and it fell down with a bang, causing his face to be hit by a large "brick". He didn't know how to avoid it, and just met directly...

The blood in the eyes has dyed the vision red; the nose is also filled with sticky fluid.

Turning back again, I saw the sky full of dense "bamboo". These bamboos fell to him and pierced into his body. He heard the "puchi, pudchi" sound, just like his spear, which once pierced into the body of a wild boar. The same sound, without feeling any pain...

Why is the bamboo forest red today?

Is it the sunset?

It must be the sunset that dyed the bamboo forest red!

...

"Si'er!"

"Zhener"

"Shou Yu!"

"Leftover Beans"

"Summoning General"

"Ping Anbo"

"Husband!"

From A Niang, Yang Liuer, Wang Dan, Hun Xi, Wang Chang, Zhiyu, Tan Zi, Lu Yuannu... their faces flashed in the bloody sky surrounded by the middle of this bamboo forest, calling his name.

"Okay, I'll take you away! Don't be afraid!"

Finally, in the middle of this bamboo forest, the square face of Yangguan appeared. He was dressed in white and stretched out his hand to him...

"I am coming!"

Yang Chen stretched out his hand with difficulty and reached out to the white-clothed Yang Pass in the blood-colored bamboo forest...

"The thief has been killed! The thief has been killed! The thief has been killed!"

The officers and soldiers from all over the world rushed to take out swords and divide the sheep pot that was "thorned" into hedgehogs. Each of them snatched a piece to ask for rewards. Soon, the place where the sheep pot fell was only a pool of blood, outlining the final outline of his broken body.

"What are they doing?"

The sheep that was taken to the clouds above the bamboo forest by Yangguan was no longer trapped by any heavy body. He stared at the looting below, bloody and chaotic, and asked Yangguan in confusion.

"Ah! They are having a meal!"

Yangguan replied with a smile.

"Is that so? How do they eat with swords and guns?"

Yang Chen asked.

"Yes! Just use swords and guns, first use swords and guns, then there will be food that will never be finished."

Yangguan pulled out his sword, pointed it at the tip of the sword, and said:

"You are their meal!"

"I?"

Yang Chen looked inexplicably.

"Your body in this life is Yang Chen. Do you still remember what your father often said?"

Yangguan looked at Yang Chen and asked.

"My dad? He always likes to say, 'As long as you eat, you will be in a good mood; if you feel better,...'

Speaking of this, Yangguan tied a sword flower and stood upside down on his back. The shiny sword body exposed on his shoulder just reflected a face, which came into Yang Chen's eyes:

"I...I am...I am Wang----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This sentence, coupled with this new face, finally recalled the memory of the king.

"Yes, you are the master of time. This face is the one you did when you were the 'king' in the next life. Do you remember it?"

Yangguan said this, his own face also changed.

"You are? A Quan?"

"Haha, do you miss Ah Quan? Take a look."

Yangguan continues to "change his face".

"You are? Zhang Jinfan?"

"Haha, yes! No, actually, my senior brother has always told me not to imitate him. Unexpectedly, you kid will live in a daze until you die. I will always deal with such a major moment. OK! You recognize me."

After saying this, Yangguan continued to change his face...

"You are! Single Tree!"

When this white Xixi, who is alone and lacks blood color, and a black dress that suddenly turns black, appears in broad daylight, it still makes people feel that it is completely "cold".

"Well! I've cooperated well in our game in this life, right? Can you get a full score?"

"But just now, it was obviously Yangguan, and he came to pick me up..."

No one was shocked. He was confused about whether he was a king or a Yang Chen. The overlap of his identities made him confused.

"Yes, it's because of your 'mind' that we, all of us, are 'chaotic' with your 'chaotic'. Do you know? You have transformed the timeline! The space here is enjoyed and used by people at different times and at different times. However, as soon as you are confused, the two timelines meet, the 'wangli' overlaps with 'yangjin'; and I, Zhang Jinfan, also overlaps with 'monopoly'. Although I said, don't be so stubborn! You can only go in one direction, but you are too obedient! You are messing up, messing up, look, does it hurt if you are trapped in this life?"

Du Mu's words made the Lord of Time "no" stunned for a while before slowly saying:

"You mean, I was originally the 'time master' and there was no way out; I should have made the 'time line strictly follow the one-way rule of 'can only move forward, not backward'; but because of you, the evil master's suggestion, I was dizzy and messed up the time line, folded, or twisted, and it was all right. Anyway, it was disrupted the 'time' rule, which led to the projection of 'you, me' in each time - the body, which was "seamlessly connected" to each other, "overlapping" and entangled, is that true?"

"Well! Your mind is working very well now! Haha, I have to tell the master this good news!"

Dumu laughed and nodded.

"Your master? Is Xinwu?"

"Yes, Taoist lord! He sent me and my brothers Yangguan to the "Shiyi Kingdom" and have been dealing with broken garbage. Fortunately, you are! It was your "timeline" chaos that made me come here to help you overcome the tribulation and ascend to your origin as soon as possible! Should you still have to thank me?

Mono smiled louder.

"The Taoist Lord Xin Wu? He taught you? Then the responsibility has to be blamed on him? In the end?"

Nothing understands a little.

"Oh! You can't say that, Bishop Dao is right; maybe another master gave me a brand new idea!"

Du Mu flipped his one-eyed eyes, which were more white and less black, and patted his head, as if he was trying hard to be honest.

"The other master? Who is it?"

Chapter completed!