Emotion does not mean timidity.

He still wanted to kill Lin Ji, but at this time, there was a huge crowd between him and Lin Ji.

So the old monk walked into the crowd. It seems that the most ordinary people walk into the crowd, like a drop of water, melting in the sea of people.

Then a storm arose in the ocean, and countless figures were blown away, like waves crashing on the reef, carrying white snow, dissipating into the treacherous natural environment.

Those with all sorts of rudimentary weapons fell in pools of blood.

The figure of the old monk gradually appeared in the sea of people, and behind him was a wolf, oppressed by the terrifying aura. The sea of people gradually separated into a passage.

At this moment, the guards of the Wuhou Mansion finally made a move.

More than a dozen guards hidden in the Wuhou Mansion burst into action, only to hear the choking sound. Bright crossbow arrows burst through the air and pierced the old monk's face.

The old monk's expression did not change at all, and he gently flicked his sleeves, and then continued to walk.

With a flick of the sleeves. The crossbow arrows that crisscrossed the long street suddenly turned into straw wet by the rain, and they were soft and decadent and scattered everywhere.

The old monk continued to move forward, looking for Lin Ji at the back of the crowd.

The crowd stirred, and the flying bricks stopped for a moment, and then continued to rain down.

It's just that the crossbow arrows of the army can't get close to the old monk's body, let alone bricks?

The old monk walked forward calmly, and the people who stopped in front of him were crushed to death like ants and were shaken away.

The brave Canghai people continued to pounce on him, and then continued to die.

Snow Street became a street of blood, and blood was sprayed everywhere.

Faced with an irresistible gap, the people in Canghai City should have felt desperate like ants looking up at the blue sky, and then gave up.

But it is unimaginable that at this time, on people's faces, you can see grief, anger, and unwillingness, but you can't see a trace of despair.

People did not despair, did not cry, did not even swear and swear, they just continued to fight in silence, even if it was a hopeless battle, but to fight to the end.

A coolie porter picked up a pole and threw it at the old monk, and then died.

An elderly man with a disability picked up his crutches and threw it at the old monk, and then died.

A man with no apparent identity pounced on the viewer and died.

People smashed bricks, chopped with kitchen knives, shot with family heirloom bows and arrows, and then died.

This is sending you to death.

Death is a word that doesn't sound very good. Looks a little silly.

But man is such a wonderful creature, knowing that there are many things that cannot change the outcome, but there are still many people who insist on doing it for one reason or another.

People have even coined a word with a similar meaning for this purpose.

To die.

The people of Canghai are dying today.

They wanted to stop the old monk.

The towering walls of Canghai City failed to stop the enemy.

So they built a new wall with their own flesh and blood.

On weekdays, they are used to standing behind the son, but at this time, they resolutely chose to stand in front of the son.

The people in the streets, the people who stopped in front of the old monk, the people who fell in pools of blood, all the people who made up this new wall, in fact, knew very well that their death would not necessarily change anything, but they did it anyway.

However, looking at the long street stained red by blood and the people who kept falling, Lin Ji's heart began to tremble, and the remaining frost on his eyelashes made a small cracking sound.

There was a clear howl in the distance. He knew that the senior brother had finally arrived and was out. This is not a good choice, but in the face of the bloody long street, Nangong Han could not wait for silence any longer. Just like at this time, he was about to take it anymore.

Most of the ice and snow were peeling off, and Lin Ji's body was still cold, but at this time, he felt that his body was gradually becoming hot, and the blood in his veins began to steam. Experience a feeling that has not been felt in a long time.

That feeling is called hot blood.

From time to time, someone ran past him and rushed towards the old monk not far away, and he picked up the Pu knife that had fallen earlier from the snow, and struggled to support his body.

The blade of the sea knife pierces through the snow. Pierced in the hard bluestone pavement.

The elder brother was defeated again, and blood gushed out from the tears in his robe.

He stood on the central street, coughing incessantly, painful and lonely.

Gu Yu didn't know where he went.

The old monk continued to walk forward. Killed a lot of people, shook a lot of people, crossed a lot of people, ignored a lot of people. Walking on foot, there was blood all behind him.

Suzaku Avenue was full of dead and wounded people.

Finally, after not knowing how many people he had killed, the old monk walked not far in front of Lin Ji.

At this time, between the two, only the last hundreds of old and weak women and children who couldn't run were left.

An old man picked up a knife and a sword that flew from nowhere. formed a human wall and stood in front of Lin Ji and stopped in front of the old monk.

The old monk's expression was calm, and his eyes were extremely indifferent.

It was as if hundreds of millions of stars had disappeared in his eyes, and then there was nothing but silence.

It's heart-wrenching. Awesome.

Under the gaze of this empty gaze, everything will be over.

The Canghai people who went to death, the unyielding Lin Jiajun, the great Canghai City. There is a fairy mountain for thousands of years, and all glory and blood, heroism or sin will end here.

The north city of Canghai City is snowing, but the south city is raining, but it is the same cold, the rain soaks the armor and leather jacket, seeps into the cotton clothes, and reaches the body. It's even harder.

In the cold rain, the offensive and defensive battle at the head of the city has entered a white heat.

The dense coalition army pounced like mad dogs, and there was no end in sight, and the corpses that fell from the city were already half a foot high. These corpses became a ladder for latecomers, and the coalition forces stepped on the corpses of their companions and pounced on them.

The vicinity of the city crossbow has become the most terrifying battlefield above the city head, because the city crossbow is too lethal. Huo Cheng's order was to destroy the city crossbow first at all costs, but the Lin family army wanted to protect the city crossbow at all costs.

So in the area centered on the city crossbow, it became a real meat grinder.

Each crossbow was able to pierce several corpses in the split second before falling down the walls. Pounce on the coalition forces.

And those coalition forces that appeared in the path of the city crossbow, even if they found that the city crossbow was killing him, they could not dodge, because his side was already full of comrades, and he could only move forward.

Bi Tianqing stood on top of the city wall, her face snow-white. Not only because he was commanding the largest offensive and defensive battle in the world, but also because at this time, there were constantly reports from the North City gathering to him.

Mr. Big is defeated. Mr. Two was defeated. Mr. Zhou was defeated. Shizi ...... Defeated.

None of them were triumphant, and his mood hit rock bottom.

If the battle of the northern city fails, then there is no need to defend the southern city, which is the most direct judgment of a general.

"Zhao Ye, according to the original plan, protect Mrs. to break through. Bi Tianqing finally made a final decision.

Before ascending the city walls, Bi Kongqing made a temporary retreat plan. Just in case, he wants to protect the safe evacuation of Mrs. Shizi. I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

"General ......" Zhao Ye is a personal guard who has followed him for several years, and he has survived countless life-and-death battles with Bi Kongqing, and he has already been in touch with Bi Kongqing for many years of birth and death. At this time, I naturally knew what the blue sky was thinking.

"Go, I will live and die with Canghai City and the Son. Bi Kongqing took a deep breath of cold air, clenched the handle of his knife, and didn't even look back at Zhao Ye.

"Ordered. The military order was like a mountain, and Zhao Ye did not hesitate any longer.

"I won't go!!" The woman remembered the woman's voice, unusually firm. "I'll be where he is, I won't leave him, let alone Canghai City. General Bi, Canghai City has never been defeated under the Lin family's army for decades, and this time is the same. Ling Lu didn't know when she had changed into a strong suit, no longer as graceful and elegant as usual, but at this time she looked extraordinarily capable.

She pulled out the Canghai knife at her waist and raised it to the sky, and the guards behind her who were responsible for her safety immediately rushed to the battlefield. After Zero Dew appeared, the morale of the Lin family army at the head of the city immediately rose.

"Zhao Ye, you go to the southern section to find Ye Yang Eleven, ask him to go to Beicheng, tell him that Lin Ji is going to die, and tell him to hurry up. Zero Lu suddenly remembered something and said.