"An Ling Liuyu, don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are strong in martial arts, now you don't want to leave the palace alive alone!"

Without waiting for him to open his mouth to call the guards, An Lingliu pointed at his throat and admonished: "If I am alone, you will also die at my hands today, not to mention that I am not." All I can do today is to avoid a war. As far as the eye can see, your first warrior has been captured, Guanglushuang's entire army has been annihilated, and the south has been defeated and defeated, how much military strength do you still have to compete with our southern dynasty?"

"Even if it is...... We have only one soldier left, and we will not surrender to you, a heinous man!

When An Lingliu saw him shouting, he didn't panic and didn't kill him. I just took him off and flew out of the same way.

On the roof of the palace, he held Guangyan Chu hostage in one hand and a flute in the other. This flute is made of peach wood, and it was spelled by Kaede Evil Heaven, and as soon as the sound of the flute sounds, the puppet will launch a frantic attack.

"I'll ask you again, do you descend or not. ”

"Whether I surrender or not, anyway, sooner or later I will die in the hands of your An Ling Liuyu, even if I have this old life left, I will die with you!" He looked desperately at the queen who had been with him for twenty years, "Release the arrow!"

As soon as these words came out, An Ling Liuyu also unceremoniously wiped his neck, it seems that he is destined to become a sinner in the world.

There was some distance between the archer and the roof, and An Ling Liuyu fled, the flute in his hand whimpering in the night sky, sad and tactful. An army of puppets poured out of the mountains. They beat wildly, like apes, and when they see people, they go up and bite and tear them.

The people living outside the city gate were not spared, and the southern minister closed the palace gate tightly, and the city gate was also blocked. An Ling Liuyu changed the tune like a devil, and the puppets climbed or jumped over the city wall one by one, and stones retreated from the top and smashed them to pieces.

Puppets jumping over the walls bite or strangle the soldiers on the towers to make it easier for other puppets to advance. One night, where he was, there was constant music and puppets. Where people died, a small peach tree grew directly. Among them, there was a puppet equivalent to a stand-in for Feng Evil Heaven, sensing the breath of the dead and directly separating their souls from their bodies.

There was chaos in the city, and those who fled survived, and all those who resisted died in the palace in the city. When the morning sun shone on the earth, he sat on the roof in collapse, blood flowing from his mouth into the flute. The mood was so sad that it couldn't be overstated, and overnight, the most prosperous place in Dawu became a dead city.

There, the peach blossoms erected tender branches and leaves, and under the branches and leaves, rivers of blood flowed and hideous corpses.

Hair swayed in the morning breeze and skirts fluttered. He is the only living man here, surrounded by a sea of blood, he is the white flower of the East, but he is also the demon who slaughtered the city.

Once for the sake of justice, he almost lost the woman he loved. He won't make a second mistake, and he'd rather lose the world than her.

He lost three or four hundred puppets in the bloody battle, and was sent to the southwest to prepare to march to Chiyan, and he had no way out.

Nan Kurong was treacherous, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he killed Yelu Langwan in the panic, stole the jade seal, and took the opportunity to transfer 5,000 forbidden troops to flee to the East China Sea. Kyoto has become a living hell, and if they hadn't run fast, the ugly stuff would have torn them apart and left them dead.

Thinking about it, I was still afraid, until I saw the sea, they lay on the beach like collapse, some drank the sea water directly, and some jumped into the water to make themselves more sober, this morning's sun is extraordinarily red, it is the most beautiful sun.

A crisp sound lingered in the sky, and something was flying towards it on the sea level, at great speed, they shouted. "Everyone, be careful!"

Feng Li first looked down at the fish that had slipped through the net above the Dongyang Crane, and had already lost his strength to flee desperately. "Your bloodline will also stop at this time. He smiled smugly, and the countless clansmen of Fengjia Fort behind him flew down and fought with the Praetorian Guard, who had been pampered for several years.

The outcome of this war was obvious, and Dawu was completely destroyed. Tender peach branches sprang up from the ground, absorbing the three souls and seven spirits. Birds on the seashore pecked at their bodies, and many beasts flocked to it. The remaining bones were crafted into new golems by him. The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come, and the puppets will always be enough.

However, the production of the puppet was extremely time-consuming, and his essence would be lost after too long of being out, so he returned directly to Fengjiabao.

The people who lived between Kyoto and Xuzhou survived, but it was rumored that no one survived and was wiped out overnight, and no one dared to move further east. Someone had witnessed the white bones standing up, and they almost fainted with fright.

All of this is the catastrophe of Dawu.

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