He was still falling, and then he could still hear the sound of rustling in his ears, which was so uncomfortable, and he wanted to break it all with one punch. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But he couldn't move, his body was out of his control at this time.

He could only choose to fall, falling endlessly, not knowing where he was going, not knowing what to do.

Is this that he has lost himself? Or is he dead?

When he thought of this, the muscles of his whole body suddenly tensed.

Perhaps, he is really dead!

He thought about it in horror.

yes! Maybe he's dead!

It's a thing that even he wants to believe.

He was worried in his heart, but he kept thinking about whether he was dead or not.

Perhaps, he is really dead!

He couldn't help but think about it again.

Death, he didn't know if he was afraid, but he suddenly remembered the book in his arms, and he couldn't help but worry.

Is the epistle still in his bosom?

He wanted to reach out and touch it, but he couldn't, and now he couldn't even open his eyes at the moment. It's just that he can see the things in front of him, the things that are pitch black.

Or rather, he can't really see anything.

As for whether he can see it or not, he doesn't want to be obsessed with it anymore.

Now he was only very worried about whether he was dead or not, and whether the letter in his bosom was still there.

A thunderclap sounded in his ears, so sudden, so violent, that he felt as if his eardrums were about to burst.

And when he opened his eyes, everything changed in front of him. It's no longer that endless darkness, but a variety of sights that look shocking.

He saw the battlefield in the distance, where the Snow Clam and the Snake were fighting. The sky is a blood-red remnant sun, and the red light is as gorgeous as glass, which makes people very nostalgic.

But the swords and shadows on the battlefield were so desolate.

Those snow clam demons and snake demons were holding swords, guns, swords, halberds, and so on, the blood stained their white cheeks red, and they couldn't see their appearances clearly. It's just that those firm eyes are as uncompelling as the scorching sun.

It wasn't because they knew about the loyalty to the royal family, it was just because they wanted to go home, and they wanted to go home.

So they have to survive and hold on to the end.

They don't care what they win or lose, because no matter whether they win or lose, they have nothing to do with them, and the benefits are all those high-ranking officials and nobles, and they only have to work hard.

But they still have to do their best, because if they die, they will never see their wives and children and their parents again.

It doesn't matter if they die, it's just that he pities his wife, how can a woman afford a family when she has to take care of her young children and her elderly parents?

And if he died, what would happen to his old father and mother? Will the white-haired man send the black-haired man? How miserable the picture will be!

They all know or suffer, but they are still willing to live strongly, not only for themselves, but also for their families.

Since ancient times, the two clans of the demon world have never been at war because of these Li people, but because those princes and generals want to go to war.

Where is there any deep hatred, it is just an excuse made by those royal nobles in order to obtain benefits.

These ordinary people are just victims of this war, and they are victims who have never been taken seriously.

The golden snake looked at the warriors wielding swords on the battlefield, and saw their innermost thoughts at a glance, and at that moment, his heart suddenly felt sad and desolate as if a thousand catties had fallen on the scales, just like the blood-red remnant sun on the horizon at this moment.

The war is getting more and more intense, and the two sides are fighting each other, but those fallen lives are lying there so desolately, silently, but it is full of the dirtiness of war.

The blood-red remnant sun on the horizon disappeared in an instant, and the golden snake saw himself in a tent.

The tent was extremely luxuriously decorated, and everything was extremely precious.

And sitting on the top of the tent was a middle-aged man with a big belly, and his clothes were extremely luxurious and exquisite, but it was a pity to wear it on that shell. The man was holding a glass wine glass, which was full of red wine, and the guard next to him looked at the wine that was dangling in the wine glass, with an envious expression, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously, because it would make the general feel that he had swept away his nature, of course, the general could not give them this wine to drink, although the general was so rich, but without that wine, it was said that it could be exchanged for the same volume of gold!

In front of the general, there is a group of dancing girls, their clothes are very revealing, but they are very sultry, and some places are looming, looking extremely seductive.

It seems that the general is extremely fond of this look.

Some of those dancers were bold enough to openly flatter the general, who only smiled evilly, but there was no deep meaning in his eyes.

The skirts of those dancing girls kept spinning, but the golden snake seemed to hear the hoarse cries of the soldiers in the distance, so heartbreaking, so miserable and heroic. How not to chill people's hearts.

The subordinates around the general also held wine glasses, and while drinking fine wine, they watched the dancing of the dancing girls, and then stared at the looming places, imagining the scenery under the dancing clothes.

The bodies of the soldiers on the battlefield were trembling in the cold wind, and the generals were listening to the sound of the song and watching the fragrant dances in the warm tents, which was extremely luxurious.

Anger suddenly rose in the heart of the golden snake, he knew that his royal family was corrupt, but in the past, he didn't have the opportunity to see it, he was just imagining, but seeing it today, it made him have an indescribable sad feeling.

There was a bloody storm on the battlefield, but here it was a spring breeze, and the dignitaries who blew it forgot that this was on the battlefield.

A royal family, the existence of these people is undoubtedly waiting to bring about their own destruction.

After a few songs were sung, the dancers also danced several dances, and the subordinates looked at the beautiful bodies of the dancers, and were reluctant to leave, they reluctantly walked out of the camp, and then walked towards their camp.

In the tent, the dancing girls did not leave, they knelt on the ground, and the general looked at them condescendingly, wondering which one would warm his bed for tonight.