A crystal and sincere teardrop slipped quietly in the night.

Vaguely, in that innocent and happy time in the depths of memory, it seems that a little boy said immaturely and firmly: "Mingzhu, I will always be by your side to protect you, and when I grow up, I will definitely come to marry you." ”

Mingzhu sobbed in a low voice, her heart was like a knife, and tears poured out like pearls with broken threads.

"Haha, what an infatuated couple, I won't let you die so happily, I want to torture you, let you understand that there are more terrible things in this world than life and death. The one-eyed man smiled sinisterly.

Mingzhu seemed to be unheard, she just slowly stretched out her hand, caressing Zong Yue's resolute face, she stared at him silently, everything was silent.

The pair of eyes, staring at each other, reflected each other's appearance in the eyes, as if deeply engraved in the soul.

In the depths of my heart, there is tenderness and affection that is entwined and breeding, surging and sincere!

The dark clouds in the night sky quietly dispersed at some point, and the bright moon hung in the night sky, and a hazy moonlight sprinkled on the world.

The cold moonlight poured like water, sprinkled in the mountains and forests, like a thin smoke, plain and hazy.

In the mountains and forests, someone sighed softly, and the ethereal sound rhyme echoed softly.

"The heavens are still low, and the children of the world are affectionate. Love is a promise of life and death, but it is heaven on earth. ”

In the middle of the field, the one-eyed man's blood-red palm, like a demon's ghost claw, stopped abruptly when it was about to land on Mingzhu's body.

"Who is who, who is there?" cried out a knight.

Among the thirteen horsemen, the only nine remaining knights looked around, and the leader of the thirteen horsemen frowned secretly, someone was lurking nearby, but his divine sense probed, but he couldn't find anything, as if the voice just now was his own illusion.

In the darkness, a white-clothed figure of Shengxue faintly appeared, and he stood there, but it seemed to be one with the nature of heaven and earth. The moment he appeared, it seemed that the starlight in the sky was even more shining. Everyone in the audience looked at him in unison, but it seemed that there was always a mist shrouded in the figure of that person, and it was impossible to see the real one at a glance.

The hazy moonlight wrapped around his body like a vast wave of smoke, like an immortal falling into the mortal world.

"Brother Tu He......"

Mingzhu looked up with teary eyes and was stunned, the figure that seemed to not eat the fireworks in the world.

"Who are you?" several knights in the field shouted with hideous expressions.

The man didn't answer, he just lifted his footsteps lightly, like a breeze blowing, everyone only felt that the white shadow in front of them flickered, and the figure seemed to appear in front of everyone out of thin air.

"Are you a human or a ghost!" someone shouted, and the leader of the thirteen horsemen frowned and glanced at the man, then stared at the sudden figure closely.

The figure had an unearthly aura in the moonlight, his posture was dusty, his back was to the pearl, and his clothes were fluttering.

Mingzhu stared at his figure in a daze, stunned. The figure turned sideways slightly and said softly: "Take care of him!"

Mingzhu bit her lip and nodded. Then the figure turned to face everyone, his eyes were blue and deep, and his voice was extremely cold: "Tonight, you all have to die!"

……

There was silence in the field, and after a while, someone drove the mount and slowly stepped forward, but it was the one-eyed man who was closest to Mingzhu and a few people, at this time his face was gloomy, like a demon, he sat on top of the Cloud Turning Beast with a mace in his hand, and shouted violently: "With this sentence alone, you are a capital crime." As he spoke, he leaned forward, brandishing a mace in his hand and smashing it down on Tu He's head.

This stick is like a thunder god drum, terrifying, the one-eyed man with a cruel smile, he can't wait to see the scene of the brain, thinking of that kind of scene he is extremely excited, it is difficult to suppress.

"I'm going to kill you!" the one-eyed man shouted excitedly, and his only remaining one-eyed eye had a faint bloodthirsty red glow.

"Haha...... Damn it...... Damn, you all deserve to die!" the one-eyed man babbled, and he whipped the corpse frantically as he swung his mace to smash the man's head apart and his limbs blurred with flesh and blood.

"Old Seven, what are you doing?" a knight moved his throat and swallowed dryly.

In the middle of the field, several Cloud Turning Knights looked at their companions in shock, and in their eyes, they saw the one-eyed man as if he was crazy, swinging his mace and smashing the headless corpse that originally belonged to their companion on the ground, until the corpse was already shattered, and he was still screaming wildly.

"What did you do?" a knight waved his sword and pointed at Tu He from afar, but when he looked at the pair of blue eyes, he only felt a chilling feeling, which made him feel like falling into an ice cave.

"Old Seven!" The leader of the thirteen horsemen, a middle-aged man with a majestic face, made a lion's roar, and drank his luck. This roar, like thunder, exploded in the mountains and forests, and the nearby branches and leaves were broken, and the sound waves were even more like ripples, constantly spreading, not stopping for a long time, full of energy.

"Roar!"

Some of the Cloud Turning Beasts were stimulated and raised their heads and roared, and their knights had to resist the discomfort of their hearts and chests, and did their best to soothe the frightened and restless mounts.

After the middle-aged man roared, the one-eyed man seemed to lose his mind for a moment, but soon his one-eyed bloodthirsty red glow was flourishing, and he waved his mace in his hand again. This time, his target was a middle-aged man.

"Brother Seven, you're crazy!" a knight shouted and stepped forward to stop him.

The one-eyed man looked like a madman, and the mace in his hand was amazingly powerful, and he died when he knocked it, and he was injured when he rubbed it, and everyone was taken by his ferocity for a while, and it was difficult to come forward. In just a moment, he had already rushed in front of the middle-aged man, holding a mace, bursting out with terrifying power, and smashing it on the head like this.

His bloodthirsty red eyes flashed, and he screamed hysterically: "Haha, go die!"

"Big brother!" exclaimed a knight.