Chapter 3040: Step by Step Jinghong: The Family of Emperors Who Have Been in Love Since Ancient Times (One Hundred and Eighty-One)

The general next to him hesitated slightly, "But... the general she still..."

Xie Jinshu interrupted the man with a smile, but there was no warmth in his tone: "You mean we won't fight this battle?"

"The end will not dare."

Just when the two main generals were fighting, the South Korean army of one million launched an attack in a few moments.

Loud and mournful horns and war drums continued to sound, resounding through the heavens and the earth, filling the sky straight into the sky!

The powerful armies of the two armies swept together like a deep sea of ​​Heihe, and at that moment, it was as if the world was shaken by thunder.

I don't know who is shouting, "Kill!!"

The tall horse neighed, and the sharp blade came out of its sheath, shining with cold light.

Screams, fights, screams, everything is intertwined.

The smoke of the wolf is everywhere, billowing in the air, the flames are in the sky, and the battle flag is fluttering.

The sun was setting, and blood stained the sky.

The girl in red was chilling and indifferent, three thousand black hair fluttered and fluttered.

Mo Liyan avoided it, jumped in the air, and stepped directly over the sword that was stabbing at him, the black clothes fluttering down.

Ranbai exerted a force on her wrist, and when the blade turned over, the man had swept to her back.

The two were evenly divided, no distinction was made, and they were at a stalemate with each other, making it difficult to win or lose.

Mo Liyan looked at her indifferently, even in such a mournful and condensed atmosphere, he was still calm and noble, the black clothes and armor reflected, behind him was the army of millions and the setting sun as the background, filled with surging The soul-stirring and murderous aura is more contrasted with his imperial bearing, ruthless, and while fighting against Ranbai, he stared deeply at Ranbai and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to kill me so much?"

The long sword slid through the air, his face was white and expressionless, and his tone was also cold: "It doesn't matter if you win or lose."

Mo Liyan barely hooked his thin lips, but did not draw any curvature.

"I only want to ask you one question." In the depths of his eyes, the sunset's Tu Mijue was reflected, surging like a deep sea, and Mo Liyan asked, "Do you still like me? A little bit is fine."

Those words fell on countless swords, lights and swords, and in the sound of breaking the air, they were shattering, as if they would disappear in the next second.

But Ranbai really heard it. She looked at him calmly and rationally, and she was extraordinarily sober even with the answer: "I don't like it."

They simply did not leave the slightest leeway for each other.

Since when did...

Have they come this far?

bloody sky,

Sunset mourning.

The smoke of the wolf is everywhere, and the beacon fires are connected to the city.

The walls were broken and the blood flowed into rivers.

In the ears are the sound of crazy fighting and the sharp sound of breaking the air.

But Mo Liyan only heard those three words, and only those three words.

The expected answer.

But at the moment I heard it with my own ears,

But it's heart-piercing, and the pain is excruciating.

"In this case..." The strength of the heartbeat fluctuates lightly and suddenly, it is a sharp chaos, as if sinking into the abyss in an instant, it will never be recovered, Mo Liyan's thin lips are lightly pulled, and he murmurs imperceptibly: "Alright."

He looked at the white line of sight with a sober and cruel pain in an instant, which was vaguely broken, but his lips were indifferently hooked.

In the next second——!

He held that cold and piercing long sword, cut through the vast mountains and rivers, and stabbed straight into the girl's heart with a volley, as if he had the heart to kill!

The wind is howling, and the cold light is breaking.

Against the afterglow of the blood-like setting sun, he drew a few strokes, hazy and dangerous, and those long and narrow eyes were unfathomable.

The murderous intention shrouded every inch, and the overwhelming attack came.

The silver sword turned around on the dyed white wrist, swaying out afterimages, flashing sharp and icy sharpness, the moment the young emperor approached, she raised her hand in an instant!

Is it the beginning?

Or is it over?

at this moment,

Everything becomes unimportant.

The sound of the sharp blade of the weapon piercing the body was particularly faint on this battlefield where the smoke was billowing and the blood flowed into the river, as if there was no sound, but it was real.

It was such a small voice, but like a tsunami, it crashed into the bottom of my heart.

I saw in mid-air—

The sword of the girl general accurately pierced the position of the emperor's heart!

The blood smeared in a large area in an instant, dyeing the clothes and armor red.

Time seemed to stagnate at that moment, like a still abyss, and everything around was constantly distant, leaving only the utterly desolate and tragic picture.

The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood.

Dusk is approaching, and the world is vast.

They were in mid-air, motionless.

The color of the sky filled with blood and the blood flowed into rivers, against the battlefield where the corpses were scattered everywhere, and the wind blew through.

Just a second ago...

It was obvious that the sword was about to be stabbed and dyed white, but Mo Liyan let go in an instant, which was an extremely shocking and unbelievable choice——

Abandon, sword!

The long sword in the emperor's hand fell heavily from the sky to the ground, making a contention, and the sword body swayed slightly, the sound was harsh.

at the same time,

Dyeing Bai can't stop.

The blade of the sword broke out of the sky, and the afterimage of the blade was like weeping blood.

Cut off the last grief and love.

Everything seems to be scattered and annihilated in this world, in exchange for an empty and eternal silence.

The sword in Ranbai's hand truly pierced Mo Liyan's heart.

The air is stagnant, and the picture is still.

Whether it was in the past, now, or in the future...

Yanbai never expected such a picture.

Her eyes didn't blink, but her eyes swayed slightly, reflecting the blood in her eyes, which was shocking.

The pain of being pierced at the location of the heart swept through the whole body in an instant, and the heart seemed to be convulsing and trembling.

However, Mo Liyan reluctantly pulled his thin lips towards Ranbai, still smiling, with a faint smile on his face.

That pale snow-white face uncontrollably overflowed with bloodshot eyes from the corners of her thin lips.

his smile,

In the blood-stained country, it is extravagant.

Fierce and sad.

Life and life cut people's intestines.

at that moment,

Dyeing white cannot think, cannot react, cannot discern.

She just looked calmly and deadly at the aloof, noble and unparalleled emperor, lost all her strength, raised her eyes and fell down from midair, her hair and clothes were fluttering and messy by the cold wind, like a degenerate the devil.

and dyed white,

Because the sword that stabbed into the heart and has not yet been drawn, fell from the sky to accommodate it.

The two fell on the battlefield where the walls were broken and corpses lay everywhere.

The emperor was powerless to fall to the ground, Ranbai supported him in time, stared at Mo Liyan coldly, her eyes reflected the figure of the young emperor, seeing his blood-stained robes and armor, I don't know if it was his blood or hers.

He is still calm and noble, unfathomable appearance.

It was in stark contrast to the blood-red roses that smouldered in his heart. It was extremely sad, extremely demonic, and thrilling.