In a suburban camp in the capital, blood flowed like a river of corpses, like puppets with broken strings, lying in pools of blood.

There are still many dead demon clans around, and there are even a few demon generals at the level of demon generals.

The god of war was lying in a pool of blood, he was able to stand when he had broken hands and feet, he was able to stand when he was alone in the face of monsters, but now, he was lying in a pool of blood like ordinary people.

There was no one around, because it was all dead, only he was alive, and the shrill sirens sounded throughout the capital, and he could already hear the rumbling of fighter jets in the distance.

Countless people poured in from all directions, but they didn't arrive for a while.

His vision was blurred.

No one expected that the demon clan would be so bold and make a move directly when the military god still had a high-level cultivation in the Spirit Realm, and it was still in a military camp.

The demon clan is very tough!

Very quickly!

There was a spy of the demon clan inside the barracks, his position was not high, and he couldn't access the core, but he came in with a magic weapon.

He only needs to summon the demon clan in the magic weapon in the early morning, and then there will be a chaotic massacre.

The ancestor of the demon clan didn't come, because he didn't need to come at all.

The human side still underestimated the means of the demon clan, especially the ancestor of the demon clan who can compete with the power in the mountains, although he is only a doppelganger in the outside world, but he cannot be underestimated.

This is basically a two-level contest, as soon as the opponent makes a move, it is a one-hit kill.

The first to arrive were Wang Yingqi and Bai Lele, she just caught this guy near the women's bathhouse, and was about to teach a lesson, when she thought that something big had happened.

Wang Yingqi walked over quickly, squatted down, and put her fingers on the heart of the military god, but when she measured it, her face became even more gloomy.

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on, how can this be, a camp has been completely destroyed, and the demon clan dares to make a move at this time. Bai Lele gritted his teeth and had palpitations.

It's just that the movements of his hands are not slow, and he hurriedly contacts all parties.

Wang Yingqi didn't speak, her short hair was just over her ears, just like her character, she was not indecisive, and even a little cold-blooded.

It's just that, for her, the myth of the god of war has also been heard since she was a child, and it is impossible for her heart to be unmoved.

The god of war's eyes were open, as if unconscious, just gasping for air.

He had a fist-sized bloody hole in his abdomen, and dozens of wounds on his body, large and small, but the most fatal was the knife mark on his chest.

This knife wound directly cut the skin, submerged into the flesh, broke the chest, and finally cut the lungs and esophagus, and the god of war moved a little horizontally at the last moment, otherwise, this knife would have cut the heart.

And beside the god of war, there was a demon with a green body, slender limbs, and a dead palm like a knife.

Qin Shouzao rushed over like crazy and said angrily: "What the hell happened, can anyone tell me, how can there be a demon clan in the camp?"

"Can people be saved?"

"Where are the ambulances? ”

Wang Yingqi silently took off her cloak and covered the body of the military god, she stood up and said word by word: "I can't die for the time being, I sealed his qi and blood, although the sea of qi is half broken, but it is still there after all." ”

Although she was calm, there was a thunderous anger in her eyebrows.

After all, she is a human being, and the god of war has always been a legend in China, Wang Yingqi has never admired others, except for the god of war.

She claims to be a genius, and she is indeed a genius, even Lu Feng only appeared in her eyes, and did not make her feel anything.

She had spoken to each other a few days earlier.

There was a river of blood in the camp, and it was a summer day, but there was an inexplicable cold and gloomy feeling.

The sky was cloudy, and the sun was hiding behind the clouds in the sky, as if it had not risen.

No one moved the military god, and none of them were professional medical personnel, for fear of making matters worse.

Wang Yingqi paused and looked at a girl who came in a hurry, the girl was still wearing slippers and a cloak, and she ran over from a distance like crazy.

Wang Yingqi naturally knows Mo Yingqi, in fact, even if she doesn't like this girl, even if she is not a fan, she will not hate the other party.

She just looks at everything lightly and acts according to her own principles.

It's just that at this moment, she has a little sympathy.

The girl passed by her, her face was blank, like an arid ancient well, she sat down beside the god of war, stretched out her hands, and held the other party's right hand.

I didn't cry because I couldn't cry.

Wang Yingqi knew this feeling, and the emotion was not an outburst at the end, but silence.

She was born in a remote county in the northwest.

It's not that the smaller the place, the more simple it is, and sometimes, it's more abhorrent.

She originally had a happy family, her mother was a teacher, and her father was a police officer.

Her deepest impression of her father is that she is tall and mighty, and the first word she learned is that her father's love is like a mountain.

She had a good life, before his father was in a car accident.

Mother turned out to be a beautiful