A man doesn’t cry easily, but he hasn’t reached the sad place.

In the iron-blooded battle, in just nine years, a young man who was bullied transformed into a king.

How much blood is thrown away, how many loyal souls are buried.

Xu Yi shed blood and sweat, but never shed tears before outsiders.

But at this moment, Qin Fengyao told him with her heart failure that the belief he had always insisted on was wrong!

Full of dust and exhaustion.

"Xu Yi..."

Baiyi walked to Xu Yi's side, squatted down, looking at a loss.

She didn't know what she should do now.

This man who had been covered with 235 wounds on his body and was wandering around the gates of hell, still had a smile in his sleep.

Now, why are you crying?

"White clothes, hug me." Xu Yi said.

The white clothes became more and more panicked.

"Or I'll hold you."

Subconsciously, she wanted to run away.

But when faced with those tired eyes, the white clothes were covered with softness.

She pursed her lips and reached out to hug Xu Yi gently.

I can't protect my shoulders, I can only wrap my waist around.

The soft jade comes, and the faint fragrance comes.

Xu Yi looked at Xu Yunyao's phantom and said calmly: "I originally had a happy family..."

From the time his mother was born in Xu Ling, from Xu Yunyao's strict education, from Xu Yi being bullied by the rich, from Xu Ling's petite and weak body to shield him from the wind and rain.

A rebellious boy who was sixteen years old ran away from home because his father wanted to get married for a second time.

From swallowing a pill, Xu Yi transformed into Xu Mutian.

From the golden swords and iron horses, bloody battles of life and death.

Returning from Ban Shi, Bashan was named king.

Xu Yi spoke calmly.

The white clothes were so turbulent that they heard it.

These are just nine years.

This magnificent life.

This domineering and domineering, humble and gentle man.

He has been strong and has tenderness.

He rolled around in the world, and he was a living, flesh and blood man.

Time passes, a rising sun rises, silently hanging in the sky, looking at all the sentient beings in the world indifferently.

The cold and humid Qianxi Palace, which is dark and dim, is filled with a faint warmth.

Xu Yi fell asleep.

Unprecedented peace of mind.

The white clothes were pillowing Xu Yi's shoulders, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Clang.

Click.

Crazy...

The chains ring.

Xu Yi and Bai Yi opened their eyes at the same time, looking at each other, speechless.

"Dog, I'm having a meal, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

A man in a navy blue robe walked in, his face was pale and his beardless, and his eyes were full of jokes and contempt.

Pick.

When he turned on the light, he saw Xu Yi and Baiyi at first sight, and was shocked: "You are...uh..."

Before the man could finish his words, a gun shadow had penetrated his throat.

Bang...

The iron bowl in my hand fell to the ground, and the food that smelled sour was spilled everywhere.

"Qin Fengyao and my father are truly in love. It is my second mother. He insulted Qin Fengyao and should be killed." Xu Yi said.

Baiyi nodded: "No need to explain."

When they looked at each other, the distance between the two seemed to be much closer.

"What should I do next?" Baiyi asked.

Xu Yi looked at Qin Fengyao, who was already cold and said, "A fire burns, the past will follow the wind."

"good."

When the two walked out of Qianxi Palace, the raging fire burned, and nine years of desolation and pain were burned.

"It's on fire!"

When the fire swallowed the entire Ganxi Palace, thick smoke rolled, and the horrified shouts echoed from all directions.

Many servants and guards in the palace rushed to put out the fire.

At this time, Xu Yi and Baiyi came to the king's bedroom in a noble manner.

"King of the South?" Nomad was shocked when he saw Xu Yi.

He thought Xu Yi would leave directly after finding Qin Fengyao.

"I didn't want to help you at first, but now, if you give you a chance, why is Qin Fengyao crazy?"

"I don't know, she was already crazy when she was caught back to pray."

A evil aura appeared in Xu Yi's eyes: "After a while, I'll go find Cao Dingtian. If you can, run away."

"No!"

The nomad said anxiously: "There are more than a dozen masters under Cao Dingtian's command, and there are two war god-level warriors arranged in the palace, and there are also elite iron war troops formed with special armor. The Southern King cannot take risks!"

Xu Yi ignored it and left: "Why do you need others to say when doing things? If you want to leave, you will leave. If you don't want to leave, stay and continue to be a puppet."

The two of them gradually drifted apart.

The nomadic little face was tangled in a ball, and after thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just make a gamble! Even if you lose, Cao Dingtian will not kill me!"

Although Cao Dingtian is in control of the palace.

But the prayer royal family has been in charge of prayer for many years, so how can they not be without some loyal subordinates?

Nomad is only twelve years old, but he also has the courage to fight for the last time.

On the other side, Xu Yi and Baiyi walked side by side, crossing the Imperial Garden from the king's bedroom.

After leaving the Imperial Garden, the guards were tightly guarded.

"Mutian Gun, fight in all directions!"

"ah!"

The screams were resounding, and the guns were full of shadows.

The smell of blood began to spread.

The white-clothed eyebrows frowned slightly, but said nothing.

She knew that Xu Yi needed to vent.

"Where did the rats come from?"

"audacious in the extreme!"

"die!"

The iron war army attacked.

Xu Yi shot each of them in front of him, stepping on blood every step.

"Honglian Gunning!"

A red lotus bloomed, and more than 500 soldiers of the Iron War Army died instantly.
To be continued...