The city gate was already open, but the surging crowd stopped tacitly. Everyone looked at the front of the city gate. After the scattered fog, there was a lonely figure.

Song Zhi looked back suddenly, and pushed apart the hair that was blown by the wind to his lips. He looked at the red hair wrapped around his fingers and remained silent.

In the crowd, General Wang walked out alone, his scarlet blood was particularly pungent in the autumn morning. His steps were heavy and slow. He dragged his horse-slashing sword behind him, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he wanted to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Then, that's Miss Murong!"

"It's really her! Look, why did she become like this?"

"Miss Murong, she is really"

There were voices in the crowd, and people stretched their necks to look at each other, but this time the Wang family army did not stop them, but looked at each other because they could see clearly that the red-haired woman was the general's wife.

On the towering city wall, Qiaoqiao was lying beside the stone. She looked down with her head slanted, her face serious and indifferent, and she did not gloat because of Song Zhi's appearance after swallowing the demon pill.

Behind her is another person.

Looking down at the bottom, the so-called deep prison could not hold him back at all. At this moment, his eyes were staring at General Wang's back, and his eyes flashed.

Song Zhi looked up with some emotion, but soon withdrew his gaze. His gaze intersected with General Wang not far away. Zhu Wushi's eyes slowly opened and stopped.

"There is Lord Dong and Lord Xia on the ground!"

"This witch has such a cruel heart. She actually killed Lord Xia and the others."

"General! The last general dared to ask for his orders and kill this witch!"

The light shone on the earth. Behind General Wang, many soldiers who had been following him for a long time rushed out after seeing the tragic situation on the scene. In addition, many monks in the city also came out and were ready to move.

"It's this woman's cholera city. It turns out that there are really monsters in this world!"

"General, please see clearly!"

Hearing the sounds coming and going around, General Wang stood there unmoved. His throat rolled for a moment and finally spoke:

"Zhier, you're here"

Song Zhi looked at the familiar face, looked around for another week, shook his head and said, "If I say there is someone else in this red-haired ghost, would you believe it?"

As soon as the words were finished, the four fields cursed, just because the red-haired and bloody clothes were vividly visible, the refugees cried and lost their voices. The same thing happened to them as Tianfucheng. Now the initiator is right in front of them, asking them to be calm.

Only some people who have received favor from Murong Zhi retreated and covered their mouths and didn't know what to say.

"Mom, is Miss Murong really a monster?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Then, why is her hair red?"

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In the field, General Wang's eyes staring at Song Zhi slowly became heavier. His hand holding the big knife became tighter and tighter, and he also shook his head: "When will Zhier?"

“When?”

When Song Zhi heard General Wang’s questioning, he pursed his lips and did not choose any defense. Instead, he said sadly: “Zhu Wushi, remember, you are Zhu Wushi, the Marquis of Shiri of the Dayuan Kingdom.”

General Wang frowned, and then his shoulders thrust, as if he was smiling bitterly.

"You are still talking about this name in Zhuwu's world. Is that time?"

"Since the day I returned to the city, I found that you have changed. I don't call me my husband, and I am also a little alienated to me. Zhier, can you tell me why?"

Song Zhi's eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his hair suddenly pierced out, nailing a "knight" who was about to attack on the ground. Blood splattered at Song Zhi's feet. Song Zhi said:

"I haven't changed anything."

"Become you!"

"Do you still remember the vows to me? What did you say to me in Qingshou Temple those days and nights?"

General Wang was stunned when he heard this. When he was panicked, the people behind him who had been suppressing for a long time suddenly passed by him and rushed out, shouting to kill Song Zhi. General Wang just stood there blankly, allowing his shoulder to be hit without stopping.

Seeing these people using magic and swords and guns, Song Zhi lowered his head, and his black and red eye sockets looked even more evil, and he asked:

"Dare to get closer, you will be seeking death!"

The next moment, Song Zhi's head was full of red hair, and a thick breath evaporated from the soles of his feet. Then the earth cracked, and his hair swept out like a wind blade. The contact immediately broke his limbs and arms, and blood plasma flew, and the front of Tianfu City turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It was not until the warm plasma splattered on General Wang's face that his face turned stiffer. Looking at the purgatory scene in front of him and the deafening crying in the city behind him, he raised his head and roared.

The long sword was pulled out by him, and the burly figure stepped out and came to Song Zhi's head, slashing towards Song Zhi's neck.

"Give me back to Zhier!!!"

Song Zhi just stretched out two fingers and stopped his blade. The sharp cold light made a bloody mark appear on his delicate cheeks. After the two looked at each other, General Wang exerted another force, forcing Song Zhi to retreat quickly.

Although this big sword is long, it is particularly flexible. It waving like the wind in General Wang's strong arms like a dragon. Once the momentum rises, Song Zhi dares not take it, and two figures, one red and one black, chase them in the blood.

call out!

Song Zhi waved his arms and red hair pierced from all angles. These winding and terrifying weapons pierced General Wang's abdomen, but he seemed to be deaf, and a surging wave surged from him, forcing his long hair out, and his speed became faster and faster.

Song Zhi turned his head, avoided the killing blow, and then slapped his chest with a palm, but it was as if he was hitting a piece of gold and stone, which made his wrist hurt.

Before she could react, Song Zhi tapped his toes and soared into the air. General Wang was worthy of being the Narcissus Yuan, and even the most powerful monk on Fuyuan Island. If he hadn't had Murong Zhi's "fu" to see the world, he would probably not be his opponent based on the cultivation level he had "borrowed".

Song Zhi circled up and landed on the other side, picked up a long sword on the ground with his toes and killed him again. Qingxia's sword technique was like drizzle, and the two of them, who were so strong and soft, started to fight again.

"Who are you? My wife doesn't know how to use a sword!" General Wang changed hands and flew out a punch to hit Song Zhi with a muffled groan, but when he stopped, he found that Song Zhi had five blood marks on his arm.

Song Zhi turned the sword edge, and activated his repulsive force under his feet to repel General Wang. Fire lights came from the sword and shouted: "Because I am not your wife!"

"Murong Zhi! He is dead!"

"I'll kill you!" General Wang was furious. He suddenly stepped on his feet and spewed out a huge fire. This made Song Zhi not expect that he had to abandon his sword and leave in a hurry.

Song Zhi fell in the distance, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, fire?

Could it be that Zhu Wushi began to wake up??

But when Song Zhi looked carefully, he found that this was not Zhu Wushi's Supreme God Yan.

General Wang walked forward with a big knife and asked coldly: "Who is my wife, at whose hands?"

Song Zhi was a little silent when he heard this and did not continue to lean over and hold his sword. Although General Wang was strong, he was a human being who was traumatized by himself and would only continue to consume his physical strength and eat his life.

But now I am a demon body. The wound on my cheek has long healed, and one has risen and the other has grown and fallen, so I naturally remain invincible.

But, really want to kill Zhu Wushi?

If he hadn't woken up completely, would Murong Zhi kill General Wang?

Song Zhi walked forward slowly, put one hand in his sleeve bag, and said as he walked, "You would rather believe what others said than believe me."

"The people I killed just now are because they don't believe me and want to kill me, but have you ever seen me kill people on my own initiative?"

"If you believe their words, what about mine."

When Song Zhi walked ten steps away, his momentum suddenly rose suddenly, and he rushed forward with one hand and General Wang immediately raised his sword to greet him. The two of them stepped forward at the same time, raising a flying sand.

But when the dust dissipates, it is a different scene.

Song Zhi stood there, and a long knife pierced the heart hard. General Wang's eyes were shocked, because Song Zhi did not pinch his hand on his neck. The palm that should have been seeking life was placed on his chin, slowly spreading out.

There were a few dull malachites in the palm of my hand.

The pain caused Song Zhi's mouth to twitch, and then he fell down weakly. General Wang hurriedly knelt down half-kneeling and lifted Song Zhi with a look of panic, like a child who had made a mistake.

On the city wall, Du sighed and closed his eyes. Qiaoqiao beside him patted his thigh and laughed, but the laughter was sad and beautiful, with some ridiculous meaning:

“Fifty times.”

"It's the fiftieth time, and everything has not changed. The men in this world are all unfaithful, hahahahahaha, all deserve to die!!"

At the foot of the city, Song Zhi's face was pale, and his heart and head were also fatal to the demon. At this moment, Song Zhi grabbed General Wang's collar tightly and whispered: "Now"

"Do you know who killed Murong Zhi?"

General Wang opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Looking at the weak look of the person in his arms, he felt like a thorn in his throat, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

Song Zhi closed his eyes and silently endured the fear of the passing of life, and continued:

"Husband, Ruo Azhi said I did nothing wrong. All this was not my intention. Do you believe it?"

General Wang knelt on the ground, wrapped his hands around Song Zhi's body, and nodded slightly.

"Then, why do you want to kill me?" Song Zhi turned his head and whispered: "In Qingshou Temple, you didn't tell me that you loved me alone in your life, so why do you love Qiaoqiao so much?"

"The couples who come from Qingshou Temple are truly and love and never betray them. They are all lies."

Song Zhi looked up at the city wall, saw Qiaoqiao who raised his head and laughed, and also saw the surprisingly unique person.

After hearing Song Zhi's words, General Wang's originally gloomy expression actually restrained. He closed his eyes and didn't know what to think, so Song Zhi used all his last strength to slap him in the face.

Two pairs of eyes looked at each other, Song Zhi touched Zhu Wushi's face and said word by word:

"All this is destined, and people will choose this way, right?"

"But, Murong Zhi shouldn't die, because I did not do anything to be sorry to others, and you shouldn't kill me. You are General Wang from Narcissus Yuanyuan, and you are also Zhu Wushi of Dayuan Kingdom. Zhu Wushi, you have told me once."

"You have no friends in your life, but you will give everything to him and live up to you."

"Don't let me down."
To be continued...