King's Landing, Blue Moon Terrace

In the graceful grace of Ji Tingting, who danced in the musician's sheng song, the pale face of the moon rose looming.

It turns out that even the doppelganger of the unicorn general can't stop the water flower demon. Yue Yansheng caressed the delicate face of the person in his arms, as if he was laughing at the embarrassment of Beilong that no one was available.

Duo Lin has Liu Xiu, beheaded Yan Tiannan and the greedy wolf broke the mortal body of the army, as a result, a woman said "don't make trouble" so that Duo Lin faced the destruction of the dragon clan, the war continued for five years, and ended up with a broken pass and no surrender, the former Duo Lin Emperor of Qihuang City apologized to the people of Duo Lin;

The Beilong Fourth Line has eight million iron armors, and it has been comfortable for more than 10,000 years, and in the end, Beilong only has these eight million available battlefield elites.

Counting on those wine bags and rice bags near Wangcheng who may have only beaten rabbits and roe deer for many years?

"Wang, what are you worried about? As a branch of the Human Emperor, it is impossible for the Human Emperor to be indifferent to what happened to the Northern Dragon, and the fact that he can come to the clone of the three Qilin generals shows that he attaches enough importance to you and the Northern Dragon, and has this foundation, so why should he worry?" The woman looked forward to the birth of the country, and the corners of her eyes were crimson like a bewitching Luoxia demon vine.

"At this time, don't show this king what husband and wife will die with, at this time, what this king wants to see is that Lao Yan flies in the air, and flies separately when the disaster comes, go back and tell Yue Hao that Yue Zhansheng is not a promising guy, but Yue Zhansheng also knows that a person who breaks his bones and tendons can't lose his backbone. “

Three thousand years of resources are enshrined, and a real unicorn can't be exchanged for coming here to solve the urgent need.

"The king doesn't believe that Yu Meng will beat the drum at the head of the city when you go out of the city to fight in person?" The woman smiled heartlessly, and the suffering of all beings was never involved in the palace.

Yue Yansheng leaned down and picked up Yu Meng's chin to stare carefully, smiling dumbly, wanting to say something but giving up. If you really have a little bit of true affection for me, just remember to burn incense for me every Qingming.

Emperor Beilong, who reigned for three hundred and fifteen years, for the first time, put on the blue-patterned unicorn swallowing cloud armor hidden in the depths of the Qingyue Platform and only the emperor could enter.

The Northern Dragon Imperial Concubine Yu Mengji was lying on the throne and looked at her man slowly and meticulously, and there was a transparent liquid dripping down the corners of her eyes.

The battle letters of Xiaoyao Hou Yan Tiannan, Lu Ming Teng Yun, and Qingcang Teng Hao were sent to Qingyuetai, forcing him to have no way out.

Surrender is death, and war is death.

Not because of his Northern Dragon Dynasty, but because of the human emperor's blood flowing in his Yue family's body.

"Who's young man, fresh clothes and angry horses return to their hometowns, the dry bones of the desert don't ask their names, and they take a trip to the poor mountains and bad waters;

Who's young man, after a few years of conquest, the wind and snow are fierce, and he forgets his hometown;

Who's young man, the sword hero sees the vicissitudes of life, the wind and snow wolf howls at night, and the nameless bones are buried in a foreign land......"

The imperial concubine babbled and sang, and the emperor listened quietly, an elegy, a funeral song.

He vaguely remembered the language of Qiyao Moyitian, and that was his hometown dialect.

"Don't worry about the dead, if you can still survive, then I guess this face is also scratched, I don't look good, I won't look for you." Moon Remnant laughed self-deprecatingly.

"The king's face, Yu Meng will not dare to forget it in the next life, and he can't forget it. “

Qilin Cloud Ride, where are the people who dare to die? Willing to go with me to the deceased, let's go southwest!

The Northern Dragon Emperor roared, and the cold light of the neatly unsheathed sword responded to his roar.

Qingyuetai is full of sword energy, and his will to die is resolute!

Clothed in the moonlight, 70,000 cloud-stepping golden-eyed beasts left the Qingyue Platform and quietly ran into the distance, and there were women singing on the Qingyue Platform, singing the ancient grievances of the Seven Yao Mo Yitian.

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No surrender remains.

Xiaoyao Hou sat on the sea of corpses and blood with an indifferent expression, no matter how many people died, they would not be pitied, and the reincarnation should be clear to heaven.

"If you don't want to talk, don't talk, I don't want to talk to dead people anyway. The guard dog Yueyan hesitated for a moment and nodded, and Liu Xiu beside him was indifferent.

I really hope that the Emperor of the Northern Dragon can have some backbone, just don't die in Qingyuetai. Ao Bu regretted his emotion, looking at King's Landing City in the northeast, a silent golden unicorn was rushing to this place from the northeast.

Fighting to the death, it is done by men!

"Absorb, absorb, we'll move on when we're full. The Spirit of Death was silent, and thousands of pillars of blood erupted from the sea of blood.

One, two, three......

On the sixth day, the Qilin Cloud Rider finally came to this place in the early morning, and the black smoke from the ruins of the fifteen passes in front of him was still billowing into the sky, and he could no longer hear the cries and wails in the fifteen cities after the fifteen passes.

The moon remnant rose silently, all the cloud-stepping golden-eyed beasts stood in place and closed their eyes, and the qilin cloud-riding beasts all sat on the cloud-stepping golden-eyed beasts and closed their eyes, and the aura was like a cloud drilling into their seven orifices to replenish their energy.

Qingcang and Lu Ming will give him this time, he has been fighting for ten years, and there is no reason to be stingy in these few short hours.

"Xiaoyao Hou, if I die in battle, can I spare the people of Beilong?"

Ao did not regret that he was motionless, and the blood behind his back flowed into the shape of a dragon, soaring into the sky and haunting the sea of blood.

Civilians can stay, and the royal blood must be cut off.

Yue Yansheng smiled, fortunately he didn't have a son, otherwise it would be really ugly to end up with no children and grandchildren.

"Then, please wait a while, it will be fine soon, the Qilin Cloud Ride is not an elite, but...... After all, he is a soldier who guards the northern dragon vein, and he hopes to have a good fight. "The moon remnant rose and bowed, quite a battlefield demeanor.

"Greedy wolf, broken army, cold wall, Sanjiu, day dream, flying cheap...... Liuyun, Wujiang, White Horse, prepare for war!" The sea of blood suddenly shrank and disappeared, leaving only Liu Xiu and the guard dog Yueyan to guard Ao Buregret's side, and the fifty battalions that Ao Buregret ordered in turn belonged to the Gale Army and the Iron Cloth Army respectively, and the Heaven Conquering Euphorbia gently slapped the horse armor, making a deafening roar.

Fighting flesh and blood with flesh and blood is the greatest respect that Yan Tiannan, the Marquis of Xiaoyao, gave to the Northern Dragon Emperor Yue Xuansheng.

The wolf-like tiger in the Soul Devouring Sea is for some enemies who make Ao Buregret feel disgusted!

"I didn't expect you to go into battle in person, I thought you, like that coward in Duolin, were waiting for us to go to King's Landing and draw a sword at your neck on the Blue Moon Terrace. Xiaoyao Hou pursed his lips and smiled strangely, Yue Yansheng raised his eyebrows helplessly, he had long heard that the water flower demon was a strange person, and when he saw it today, he really didn't wronged him.

How pitiful, half of the country also has the guard dog Yue Yan and the Yue Cavalry Overseer Yue Wuyan, two iron hooves who can stubbornly stagnate the green cang's iron armor and jade cavalry in a head-to-head confrontation.

Yue Zhansheng rolled his eyes, if I had a martial artist like you, what would I say that Emperor Huang Zengtian would compete for the king and hegemony? Lao Tzu can also be the emperor!

Ao Buregret tilted his head and frowned: "What, didn't your shadow Wuhou come?"

Yu Sheng, Yu Nian, Yu Zhi, came out to meet Xiaoyaohou.

Yue Zhansheng clapped his palms, and the three horseed cloud-stepping golden-eyed beasts stepped forward from behind Yue Xuansheng.

"The Northern Dragon's swan song has already started when the emperor put on this blue-patterned unicorn swallowing cloud armor. Yue Yansheng's hand climbed the hilt of the sword, and the Qilin Cloud Rider also put his hand on the hilt of the sword.

Kirin Cloud Ride, Charge!

The cloud-stepping golden-eyed beast roared, and its four hooves rose and the clouds suddenly accelerated.

"Heavenly Euphorbia. Xiaoyaohou's right hand was raised high.

"Kill!"

The two torrents collided together, the sword entered the flesh, the blood flowed away, and the blood and qi washed away the clarity of the sky, only the battle cry and roar, and there was no despair and sorrow.