Feng Jiechen saw Leng Xiuze turn his head to look at Xia Jiang, obviously he was not guarding himself at this time.

With a look of self-deprecation on his face, Feng Jiechen took out a grenade from his sleeve. This is a sample made by a private firearms workshop, and since it was blown up before a large number of workshops were manufactured, there is only one grenade left.

There was a desperate pathos in his amber eyes, how would he feel the moment he opened the insurance?

The closest thing to him was naturally the ink dye who couldn't move his feet.

Mo Dye had seen the guards bring the grenade to the dust along with the mines, and he had consulted about the use of the grenade at that time, so he was no stranger to such a murder weapon.

The scene of Feng Jiechen's long finger hooking the insurance pull-down was reflected in his eyes, and what appeared in the mind of the ink stain was the scene of Xia Jiang, Leng Xiuze and others being blown up to a blurred flesh and blood!

He has not protected the former brother Hua, who was once like a brother, and at this moment, the beloved woman and the emperor he admired are in danger of their lives, and he has no time to think about it.

Feng Jiechen pulled off the safety bolt with his fingers, and was about to raise his hand to aim the grenade at Leng Xiuze and throw it out, but saw a pitch-black soft whip rolling silently towards his wrist.

Suddenly seeing the black soft whip, Feng Jiechen shouted in disbelief: "Flower writing moon?"

The soft whip was as agile as a snake, and it had already imprisoned his wrist, and before the fingers that Feng Jiechen had pressed the safety bolt had made any movement, he saw a palm poking over and holding down the position of the safety bolt.

Feng Jiechen looked up and was shocked to see that the person who used the soft whip to seize the grenade was not Hua Shuyue, but ink-dyed!

Mo Dye pressed the safety bolt with his thumb and pushed him out when he was stunned for a moment.

The rest of the people were also stunned by the appearance of the soft whip at first, and then everyone suddenly realized that the ink dye was the senior brother of Hua Shuyue, how could the senior brother of martial arts who was good at not understand?

At this point, the safety pin had been pulled out, and the ink dye knew that holding it down like this would not last long.

He still raised his head calmly as usual, with a little regret, a little helplessness, a little agitation, and a little boil on his face!

Seeing Mo Ran's expression, Ru Huan couldn't help but think that the real heroes in the books who sacrificed their lives for the country turned out to be like this at the last moment of their lives!

I saw that Mo Ran glanced at Xia Jiang affectionately for the last time, and then shouted at Ru Huan: "Miss Ru Huan, please fulfill your promise to realize the peaceful and prosperous world that Mo Dye has not completed!"

Xia Jiang also saw Mo Ran's heart to die, she only felt that one heart was fluttering and jumping, and while trying to struggle out of Ru Huan's tight hug, she stretched out her hands to Mo Ran and cried: "You can't die!

The fingers that Mo Ran held down the safety bolt trembled visibly when he heard Xia Jiang's cry, and his eyes as thin as willow leaves with a little smile became a real crescent moon, and the two thin lips outlined a soft arc, staining his delicate and small facial features with a layer of gentle waves.

It's just that in this spring water of infinite love, there is a kind of helplessness and regret!

"Let's live in the afterlife......"

The soft and fluttering voice and the soft and soothing smile formed a dreamy haze, which seemed to be slowly amplified in front of people's eyes, until as he closed his eyes, turned around, and flew long, this form slowly echoed and drifted away in the space......

Ink Dye swooped down on the treasure pile where the mines were buried with a grenade!

In an instant, the explosion of the grenade ignited the minefield, and the mountains of treasures shattered and flew in all directions in a wave of smoke and dust!

As Ink-dyed lifted his feet off the ground, the mine he was stepping on exploded. If he hadn't pushed Feng Jiechen in the end, no matter how fast Feng Jiechen worked, it would be difficult to escape from the tongue of fire under his feet.

But Feng Jiechen seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness, and at such a tense moment when his fate was hanging by the balance, he ignored the heat wave that came from the jet, but with the help of the ink dye, he still pounced on Leng Xiuze, who was standing on the edge of the jade platform.

Leng Xiuze originally wanted to jump in the direction of Ru Huan to protect her, but he felt the heat mixed with anger, and he hurriedly rubbed his sword and attacked it.

In the confusion, he passed by Nan Remnant, although he didn't look at the other party, his voice came out: "I'll leave it to you!"

Nan Remnantyin also looked straight at the road ahead and ran towards Ru Huan with an expressionless face, still responding arrogantly and coldly: "Do you still need to say it?"

Between the staggering, Leng Xiuze and Nan Remnant fulfilled each other's promises.

The palm power of the wind and dust had already attacked Leng Xiuze at this time.

"Leng Xiuze, under the deep sea today, either you die or I die. ”

Feng Jiechen didn't show any hatred when he said this, as if he was just stating a sad fact, and the empty and detached eyes became more and more like a kind of nothingness at the end of the desert.

Perhaps, at this time, for him, it no longer matters what the original purpose of coming to the palace was, and the only belief in his heart is to defeat the biggest enemy in front of him!

In the continuous explosion, Feng Jiechen and Leng Xiuze fought again, and Su Muxue and Ji Xuanran were not idle.

Regarding Ji Xuanran's massacre of the Su family, Su Muxue once made a heavy oath that she would make the other party pay for her blood debts. Originally, because the Water Country was an ally of the Sacred Domain Dynasty, he had been holding back on the face of the wind and dust, and at this moment, the chaos around him was the best moment to get rid of Ji Xuanran's revenge!

The bow and arrow were not by his side, he calmly transported all his internal force between his palms, and seeing that Ji Xuanran was turning his head to watch the competition between the two of them, Su Muxue did not hesitate to slap it on his vest.

Although Su Muxue seems to be as warm as a spring boy and like a jade, in fact, his temperament has always been inconsistent with Sven's appearance, otherwise he would not have won the poem "The face is like a warm spring and the heart is like a needle". Therefore, in the face of a sinister and cunning character like Ji Xuanran, he did not hesitate at all.

Seeing that the palm power was about to touch Ji Xuanran's clothes, Chen Xiu, who had been protecting her master, shouted in shock: "Your Highness, hide!" At the same time, her body leaned forward, and the whole person blocked Su Muxue's palm power.

Ji Xuan turned her head in surprise, and saw Chen Xiu spurting out a mouthful of blood, her body and Yin Hong formed a somewhat colorful parabola in the air, and she actually smashed towards the wind and dust over there.

When Su Muxue felt Chen Xiu's block, he immediately changed his moves. The palm force did not hit Chen Xiu's body with all his strength, but changed the direction and used Chen Xiu's body as a weapon, and the target was Feng Jiechen, who was fighting against Leng Xiuze!

That day, Feng Jiechen instigated him to confess, which led to a rebellion with Leng Xiuze, which was actually deliberately done by Su Muxue.

He had already seen what Feng Jiechen was plotting, so he took that opportunity to have an argument with Leng Xiuze and fled in a rage, thus approaching the enemy who had been dormant until now. At this time, there was an opportunity to help Leng Xiuze to the death of the wind, and of course he used Chen Xiu's body as an attack weapon without mercy.

Chen Xiu came with a strong wind pressure, Feng Jiechen hurriedly dodged, and it happened that Leng Xiuze's sword arrived again, and at an urgent moment, his arm suddenly seemed to be wrapped like a spiritual snake, and he actually wrapped Leng Xiuze's wrist to hold the sword and pulled it hard.

Under the combined action of all parties, the bodies of the two fell towards the weird and bewitching blood pool together!