These pains may gradually heal over time, but for some despair, once endured, there is only death.
When the feeling of despair spread from the bottom of their hearts to their bodies, the speed of their actions was suddenly reduced.
The people who had no chance of winning in the first place, coupled with their reduced strength, the chance of winning went from infinitely close to zero to the equivalent of zero, while the chance of defeat skyrocketed, soaring extremely fast, greatly shortening the chance of failure.
time.
For them, this represents a step closer to death and not far from liberation.
For the enemy, it means shortening the battle time and better preserving strength.
Feng Ao waved his hand towards the ten people in front of him, which was regarded as an order, "You go back and rest first, and then find an opportunity to return to life."
The Ming people are ruthless and cold-blooded. They are cruel to outsiders. They are naturally reluctant to harm anyone among their own people.
They are by no means cold killing machines, they have warmer hearts than ordinary people.
This can be seen from the fact that Feng Ao let others rest first and then resume their lives.
After the ten men in black disappeared, Yun Dieyi appeared in front of the palace and watched the fighting scene quietly. In fact, she had noticed the siege for a long time. It is estimated that no one in the Leng Palace could pretend that they had not experienced such a big movement.
see.
In fact, just now, she thought that there were only ten men in black, and after the more powerful Royal Forest Army arrived, they planned to help. After all, she had no way to stay out of the matter, but when she reached the palace, she found that her worries had turned into reality.
redundant,
There are no loopholes in Mo Feijun's arrangements, and everything is safe here.
She never knew how many men in black were arranged by Mo Feijun around the cold palace.
Just watching him find men in black to perform various tasks for him every time.
Now, she realized deeply how...impregnable the defense of this cold palace was.
He said he loved her, but she took it as a joke. He said he just wanted to protect Jun Feimo and didn't like his weakness at all. He said he didn't like the queen, but he just didn't want to see her die, so she never realized that he
Where does the love go?
In her eyes, Mo Feijun has always been domineering, strong, willful, rogue, and cool.
But she never knew that he was so...warm.
If this grand killing had not been staged in front of her today, maybe in the future, she would not know how much care Mo Feijun put into protecting people like them from being harmed in the slightest.
In the blink of an eye, she was in front of Feng Ao and asked like a casual conversation, "Your young master, what does he like best?"
When Aofeng saw that it was Yun Dieyi, his icy face melted a little. When he mentioned Mo Feijun, the intention of following Mo Feijun until death was slowly revealed in his tone, "In the past, the young master liked himself the most. Later, the young master liked himself the most.
My favorite girl is you..."
Who liked himself the most before? Well, this is more like his style.
If he didn't like himself to the extreme, how could he be so domineering, stick to his own style, and disregard other people's opinions?
But later on, did you like yourself the most?
Yun Dieyi hesitated. The reason why he constantly implemented tyrant policies, infringed on her human rights, restricted her personal freedom, hugged and kissed her, and occasionally felt sour, was it because he liked her? He really understood.