In the kung fu he hesitated, there were many masters gathered outside the door, and they couldn't hide in the dark.

Han Crow let out a sigh of relief.

"Please take care of Ziyi," Knowing that it was useless to stay any longer, Han Ya arched his hand to the inner room with a cold face, turned around, and left.

Out of the door, all the way north.

He is not the opponent of Leek Yi, Xuanyuan Dihong is always!

The Leek Yi family has a great cause and strong strength, but it is always stronger than the black-armored iron cavalry of the Xuanyuan Army!

Leek Yi obviously doesn't know the relationship between Ziyi and Xuanyuan Dihong, if he acts rashly, let Leek Yi know, and run away unknowingly with the purple-clothed god, then the general asks him for someone, where will he find another purple Yi to compensate the general?

As for the woman in purple in the army, Han Ya sneered.

I really underestimated her.

Originally, I looked at the face of my comrades' affection, sympathized with her, drank with her, and wanted to make her feel better, but I didn't expect her to attack herself.

In order to deal with Ziyi, she really exhausted all means.

Han Ya bought a horse, brought some dry food, and drove to the north non-stop.

The woman in purple really has some skills, and she actually transported him and the two big living people in purple from the north to the west.

If it hadn't been for Leek Yi this time, I was afraid that I would have to suffer some hardships.

"Drive, drive, drive!" Han Ya left.

……

Not to mention, how Han Ya hurried from the west to the northern Xuanyuan army.

The black flags fluttered in the Xuanyuan army, and the air pressure was frighteningly low.

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong turned the army around a few times, but he couldn't find his most trusted general, Han Ya, and the purple clothes he was thinking about.

Xuanyuan Dihong looked at the soldiers with their heads hanging down, the bloodthirsty light in his eyes almost overflowing, and sat down on the high seat.

The woman in purple sat beside Emperor Xuanyuan.

There were shirtless soldiers tied on the stage, they were all stripped of their armor, and in broad daylight, they were tied with flowers, and knelt in front of Emperor Xuanyuan.

These soldiers were all waiting around the Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's tent, as well as around the Han Crow's tent.

One of them, bearded and unkempt, was a general of the Second Army.

They have been kneeling for ten days, they are mentally tired, where is they still in the mood to pay attention to their external image?

Surrounded by heavily armored soldiers with spears.

Another hour passed.

Still no one knows where Han Ya and Ziyi went.

Emperor Xuanyuan hooked his lips and smiled, looking up at the clear blue sky, without a trace of smile in his eyes.

"Good, good! once, twice...... Do you like to say goodbye like this?" Xuanyuan Dihong shook his head and sighed in a low voice, "If you are lonely, this sky will become lonely...... Where can you go?! If you let someone cut off your hands and feet...... Where can you go?!"

"When you fall into my hands, this time, I will let you taste all the suffering in the world, and make you a monster who does not eat fireworks in the world!"

The dark clouds in the sky gradually condensed, accumulating thicker and thicker, and Emperor Xuanyuan roared in a low voice, his face was hideous, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

The clouds were over, and resentful spirits poked their heads out of the clouds and waited with great interest.

The woman in purple lowered her head.

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong suddenly stood up and teleported to the general of the Second Army, "Lone remember, you and Han Ya have the best play, and you have the deepest friendship...... Lone asks you again where he went. ”

Xuanyuan Dihong's voice was calm, but it revealed unknown danger.

"General," the bearded general looked at Emperor Xuanyuan, his eyes flashed with a flash of fanatical adoration, and then as if he regretted, he sighed, "They all say you are invincible...... Before today, the last general would have thought the same way. ”

"The ancients are right," General Beard laughed twice, spitting blood, "no one is perfect. ”

"Do you know, General, your biggest flaw is not tyranny, but that you have never truly trusted anyone!"

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong tugged at the corners of his mouth, held the Emperor Hong Sword at his waist, and slowly pulled it out.

The upgraded version of the Xuanyuan Sword was renamed Dihong.

Emperor Hongjian let out a clear phoenix roar.

"Good sword!" General Beard's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but snort, and sighed, "Only this sword is worthy of you!"

He knew that he had no way to live, but he was not afraid.

Xuanyuan Dihong took out the Dihong sword, looked at the phoenix-like and dragon-like lines that appeared on the sword, as if he was stung by the strong light, and looked away.

She was so kind to him, why didn't she stay with him?!

Emperor Xuanyuan raised his sword and slashed it, and the body of the general of the second army trembled, and in the eyes of many soldiers, his upper body slowly slipped down and landed on the platform, dyeing the world red.

Spirits poured down from the sky.

was actually beheaded by Emperor Xuanyuan with a sword.

A soldier on the side couldn't help but cry in a low voice, and begging for mercy rang out around him.

"General, we really don't know, we really don't know. ”

Emperor Xuanyuan raised his sword and walked all the way like cutting leeks, blood splashed on his cold face, adding a bit of bloodlust.

"Let me ask you, where did he go?" Xuanyuan Emperor Hongjian pointed to the pale soldier in front of him and asked in a cold voice.

"General," Zhen Dun, a soldier who was pointed at by Xuanyuan Emperor Hong with a sword, looked up at Xuanyuan Emperor Hong.

He has been on the border of the Great Ding Dynasty for fifteen years, and among them, the dozen or so victories fought with Emperor Xuanyuan are the most hearty!

Zhen Dun is a veteran of the battlefield and an old fritter on the battlefield.

He chose to follow Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, a very important point, because Xuanyuan Emperor Hong has the temperament of someone who blocks killing people and Buddha blocking and killing Buddha.

Zhen Dun was both excited and sad.

Excitedly, he could finally see the general's decisive demeanor up close.

The sad thing is that he originally wanted to follow the general to fight a few more enemies, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he was about to die under the general's sword.

"General," Zhen Dun said, "The last general, Zhen Dun...... The general of the Second Army said that your fatal flaw is that you have never trusted anyone. The last general will not think so!"

Emperor Xuanyuan pauses as he lifts his sword.

“…… The number of troops is getting bigger and bigger, and you have always been suspicious in employing people, and you are not suspicious in employing people! Therefore, the last general thinks that the general view of the Second Army is biased——"

"The last general thinks that your biggest shortcoming is - dedication!"

General Han Ya Han, who has followed Xuanyuan Emperor Hong since the end of his life, has been born and died countless times for Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, but when Ziyi and Han Ya are weighed together on a scale.

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong chose the mysterious purple clothes and gave up General Han Yahan.

It can be seen that purple clothes are extraordinarily important in the eyes of Xuanyuan Emperor Hong, and they are so important that they can influence Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's decision!

Before, there were always rumors in the army about how the general doted on the real purple clothes, because of that woman, the general had two more pity for other women in purple clothes.

Thinking of this, Zhen Dunzhi sighed.

For ordinary people, dedication is a good thing, but for an emperor, dedication is not necessarily a good thing.

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