The general who fought on the battlefield had red eyes and flashed with water. Tears faintly flowed out. He looked up at the sad sky stained with blood in the setting sun. There was a rolling anger and roar in his chest, which was a sharp knife-like pain, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Why?

Why?

Why is it!!

I have been thinking hard for several years and have finally obtained the country I have finally figured out.

You don’t want to plan for several years and now you have won the world, enjoying all the glory and wealth that makes the world obsessed with.

You don’t want to save your life in the past few years.

What exactly do you want?!

Is this what you want now?

...Mo Liyan.

I don’t know which soldier had red eyes and let out a roar from the depths of his chest, heart-wrenching: “Kill the Han army!!”

"Kill the Korean army!!"

"Kill the Korean army!!"

Countless voices were heard in unison at this moment, and they were coming in a rush of mountains and rivers.

For a moment,

The shouts are shocking, and the mountains and rivers are about to shake!

Mo Liyan.

It is their monarch.

It's their belief.

He succeeded to the throne for less than a year, but in a very short period of time he stabilized the turbulent situation and cleared the enemy from the inside and from the outside, from the inside to the rebellious enemy, step by step, decisive and cruel.

He is...

Their king!

In the brief silence, the most surging and fierce explosion came, and a new melee began again.

The sword lights and the flesh and blood are flying everywhere.

The endless killing and blood-flowing battlefield set off the setting sun in the sky. For a moment, it seemed that it was not the afterglow of the sunset that dyed half of the sky red, but the bright red blood that spread the sky and dyed the picturesque country.

And all of this,

Ranbai didn't care, and didn't even take a look. Her expression was calm from beginning to end, and she was extremely calm, as if the thing she had just experienced was irrelevant, neither sad nor happy.

All emotions surging silently in the depths of her eyes, and finally returned to the dead cold in an instant.

Her body was covered with blood, she didn't care, and just looked at the dead person coldly for a long time.

Ranbai pursed her dry and white lips slightly, and gently opened her lips, but she could not make any sound. Her thin lips pursed into a straight line. After a long time, she reluctantly said indifferently, very much like a cold and hard command: "Mo Liyan... wake up."

After not getting any response for a long time, Ranbai suddenly reacted and said in a simple voice: "Forget, you are dead."

Mo Liyan is dead.

Mo Liyan was actually dead.

How could Mo Liyan die?

How can it be?

After a long silence, she realized that she had dyed her robe blood, but at that moment she had no intention of caring about it.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covered all the expressions in her eyes, and just stared at the long sword that penetrated the beating hearts of a generation of emperors, with her name engraved on the hilt.

The blade was still flowing with blood, it was his.

Ranbai gently raised his hand, grabbed the sword, and slowly exerted force.

"Princess..." The noble young man in white clothes looked at the scene in a daze, feeling that his whole body seemed to be frozen in ice, cold and even trembling. He could not control his broken eyes. After a long time of stillness, he ignored the killing around him. He killed anyone without blinking his eyes. His purpose was very clear. He approached Ran Bai, and he murmured softly, his voice unknowingly became hoarse.

Ranbai didn't even raise his eyes, but just spit out a hoarse, cold and straight word: "Get out."

Xie Jinshu's eyes looked at the figure in the pool of blood with a dark and complicated look. The afterglow of the sunset outlined the girl's outline like flowing blood, which was hazy and gloomy and dangerous: "I understand...but, I must remind you that you must be calm at this moment."

Ranbai answered calmly and neatly: "I'm very calm."

The young man in white was set off by the sunset, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only see a side face outline, which was clean but sharp. At this moment, he was just looking at Ranbai quietly.

The phoenix eyes reflected the girl's shadow.

yes.

She is very calm.

At least it seems really calm.

But this calmness is even more heartbreaking.

"Leave, don't force me to do it."

Listening to this concise sentence, Xie Jinshu didn't want to argue with Ran Bai. After weighing the pros and cons, he still stepped back step by step until the moment he turned around.

He heard a "squeak" sound, which made Xie Jinshu's back stiff.

The young man in white quickly looked back and ran into a picture.

The sun sets, and corpses are everywhere.

The girl in red was so evil that she was extremely cold and ruthless. She grabbed the sword that pierced Mo Liyan's heart and pulled it out without hesitation at the moment!

The splashing blood was everywhere, and the blood flowed down the sword body.

The blood color in Xie Jinshu's eyes was reflected, and for a moment, his steps were so heavy that he could not move, so he could only stand there.

"You are paying such a tragic price to let me kill you with my own hands?" Ran Bai held the long sword and attached it to Mo Liyan's ear and whispered softly. It was a sound that only one person could hear, but now that person could not hear it.

She suddenly said in a heavy voice word by word: "Mo Liyan, you are wrong."

Every word is very clear and repeats coldly: "You are wrong."

"You were wrong!"

"You were wrong!"

"I'm still thinning you."

Behind her was the killing of a million troops and a round of blood yang, which was like a demon spreading its huge wings, covering people overwhelmingly, but fell into her background. Her red clothes were like blood, and her ink hair was flying, which was a peerless figure.

"Power, status, or the world, you don't want it, and you can't take it now." Her tone was plain and she was whispering to Mo Liyan in a quiet voice: "After thinking about it, the only thing I have is this life left."

Ranbai's fingertips gently stroked the bloody sword that had just pierced the emperor's heart shortly after, and slashed along the sword blade, just in her extremely calm and cold expression, at the moment without warning—!

The sword in the girl's hand rolled around quickly, and a blood-colored afterimage shook out. It was an uncapable speed, and she had already stabbed her heart with her own hands!

The weapon pierces the surface of the skin and penetrates the flesh and blood.

The severe pain came violently, as if it could tear people to pieces alive, and its breathing began to become difficult and it was on the verge of suffocation.

A sword.

Punching the heart and mouth.
Chapter completed!