"Scatter beans into soldiers!"

Luo Tian looked at his hand as if he were sowing seeds, evenly sprinkling a piece of the seeds of the tower demon tree. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

As if playing back in slow motion, the tree species tumbling in mid-air emitted light little by little, slowly becoming larger and more distorted, as if life had broken out of a cocoon.

Under the glossy wrap, it either grows up little by little and turns into a human form, or turns into a war horse.

In just a few tens of seconds, Cruise and a dozen heavily armed cavalrymen appeared in front of him!

This is not the end, under Yu Yan's control, waves of seeds are constantly sprinkled, and they are constantly transformed into warriors in the process of landing.

But in such a short period of time, in Luo Tian's opinion, it was still too slow, and the sound of the battle not far away had clearly come into his ears.

The neighing of war horses, shouts, fights, and the sound of swords and swords kept coming.

And the sound is getting less and less, Luo Tian's mood can be imagined.

It's a pity, no matter how anxious Luo Tian is, he can't help it, thousands of soldiers and horses can't be gathered in a short time.

By the time Yu Yan completed the summoning, it was already ten minutes later.

"Don't look at the summoning of so many divine soldiers, but they are all empty shells, and the aura they emit may be very strong, but they are all empty shells, they have no combat power, they can only bluff people, and they can last for a short time...... That's all I can do, the rest, it's up to you~"

Yu Yan's voice became weaker and weaker, and gradually disappeared.

Luo Tian, who had regained control, also felt a heartfelt exhaustion, and under the unprecedented consumption, the figure in front of him was in a trance, making him feel that he might faint at any time.

As the two leaders of the incarnate holy soldiers, Andrew and Cruise stepped forward, and Cruise also led a pure white war horse in his hand.

"Your Highness, get on the horse!"

"The battle is almost over......"

Luo Angel opened his blurred eyes, and staggered on the war horse with Andrew's support.

His equestrian skills are indeed not very good, but the war horse that the tower demon tree seed turned into is essentially the soul of a believer, and he can better understand Luo Tian's state, jogging in small steps, and with the cooperation, Luo Tian actually feels that he has mastered the state and has become familiar and handy.

Behind him, Andrew and Cruise glanced at each other, and followed suit, riding their horses.

Cruise put on his helmet and shouted at the cavalry behind him, "Raise the flag!"

Suddenly, more than a dozen knights, holding high flags embroidered with various patterns, rushed out of the queue.

And those flags represent the numbers of the Chinese defense forces stationed in nearby towns.

"I hope I can bluff the other party!" Andrew drew his broadsword and held it high, "The whole army is marching!~"

Suddenly, at the foot of the mountain, thousands of horses were in unison, as if countless cavalry rushed out, followed by Luo Tian's white horse, and rushed towards Yuhang Town.

And this scene naturally fell in the eyes of the pursuing Black Devil cavalry.

Even the west gate of Yuhang Town, which was occupied by the demon army, noticed this anomaly, and the alarm bell rang for a while.

It's a pity that Luo Tian came too late, and when she rode her horse and galloped and came to the battlefield, the end had passed, the war horses were wailing, and the corpses of most of the garrison camps and knights of light were scattered around.

Even, seeing Huang Fuying, who was covered in blood, fell off his horse while turning his head to look at himself.

Major General Sandra didn't expect that there was such a large cavalry unit in the Confused Mountain Range, but he didn't see anything unusual, but he was amazed, he didn't expect the reinforcements from Yuhang Town to come so quickly!

And the girl who rushed to the front made his eyes shine, if he didn't talk about the hateful and fiery gaze, but a beautiful woman who was as good as the city and the country, at least the same as Natasha's sister, even strange, and a little familiar...... I couldn't help but stroke my chin, my brother's vision is good!

It's a good choice to be your own maid, and Sandra couldn't help but smile lightly.

Obviously, Luo Tian was followed by countless cavalry, and this bold cavalry commander still shouted, and drove forward to arrest him without hesitation.

Although he was very annoyed that Huang Fuying was pestering him, when Huang Fuying fell, Luo Tian felt that his heart suddenly became much empty, as if he had lost a very important part, and his heart ached.

Ignoring Sandra's arrival, draw her sword and dissolve the void.

Luo Tian swung his sword casually, but Sandra's face suddenly turned cold, and he could even say it in a daze.

The sword slashed out by Luo Tiansu's hand carried an incomparably powerful and familiar aura!

"Damn it, Void Sword!"

Almost at the moment when the sword was drawn, Sandra stopped his horse, the spear in his hand had been raised, and his body was even more out of the saddle and jumped backwards.

The reaction was not unpleasant, but even this, it was not able to completely avoid the sword cover.

The half-moon-shaped, still spinning sword slashed across Sandra, who parried as her body shuddered sideways, the spear broke in half, the aftermath slashed across her shoulder, her armor shattered into powder, blood dripped, and fell to the ground.

And his mount and the cavalry that followed him were not so lucky, the spinning sword light swept in an instant, like a diamond drill bit, piercing through the rock formation, everywhere he went, there was a bloody storm!

Not to mention the cavalry, even the remaining momentum was unabated, bombarding the west gate, smashing a huge hole.

Luo Tian didn't care so much, and after swinging his sword, he rushed to Huang Fuying's side, jumped off the horse, and hugged him, trying to save his life.

It's a pity that Huang Fuying has dozens of wounds all over his body, large and small, and the blood is almost dry, neither recovery nor healing can produce results, and he is helpless to watch Huang Fuying's vitality dissipate little by little.

Maybe it's because of his tenacity of willpower that he has survived to this day, but looking at his dazed appearance, it is clear that this is already his limit.

Looking at the pale and familiar face, Luo Tian unconsciously burst into tears.

"You're here......"

Looking up at Luo Tian, Huang Fuying's eyes seemed to be a little more angry, and he squeezed out a smile.

Luo Tian bit his lip, nodded silently, reached out tremblingly, and stroked the golden hair on his forehead, and Huang Fuying's breath became weaker and weaker, blinking his eyes that were already a little scattered, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but unfortunately at the end of his life, even if he had a thousand words, he couldn't say it.

Luo Tian quietly hugged Huang Fuying, the series of experiences in the past kept churning in her memory, knowing that all this was a big joke made by God, but it made her unforgettable, always feeling that she had missed something, and felt a kind of sadness that she couldn't extricate herself.

At this time, the Heavenly Saintess clearly felt that Huang Fuying's soul was about to fly away, and she seemed so helpless.

"Hey...... Do you want to see his last thoughts?" Yu Yan's weak voice sounded in her consciousness.

Luo Tian nodded speechlessly, let Yu Yan take over his body, and watched as he slowly put his palm lightly on Huang Fuying's forehead.

There was a trance in front of him, as if he had entered a time tunnel, and countless scenes flashed in front of his eyes.

Wandering through it every day, as if slowly browsing Huang Fuying's memories, she finally found what she was looking for - the dream wedding in Huang Fuying's last consciousness in his mind, and the imaginary self.

Everything is in a familiar environment, the elegant back garden of the City Lord's Mansion, surrounded by familiar faces, the Huangfu City Lord is still gulping, eating endlessly while chatting with Master Gandalf who is smiling indifferently on the side, and the loyal Quentin Commander, who seems to be nodding to himself.

Luo Tian involuntarily integrated into it, incarnating the perfect heavenly saintess in his dream.

Walking into the dance hall with a flower crown, at that moment, I saw a heartfelt smile on Huang Fuying's face, a familiar smile of extraordinary gentleness and satisfaction.

Luo Tian clearly felt the feeling of satisfaction and intoxication coming from the depths of Huang Fuying's soul.

Holding back the emotion of crying, he watched Huangfu Ying come gracefully, and bowed slightly to make an inviting gesture like that time.

Every day, the saint blessed her body according to the etiquette, and handed it out with a smile.

In the midst of the beautiful music, the two danced in the center of the ball.

One for two...... How the Holy Maiden of Heaven wished that all this could become eternal at that moment.

But everything around him gradually faded, those foils disappeared one after another, and Huang Fuying's consciousness began to dissipate, obviously unable to support so many and such complex scenes.

The gorgeous back garden slowly disappeared, the attendants were gone, and the colorful dancers around them disappeared one by one...... The Quentin salute vanished, Master Gandalf turned to leave, and even the Emperor City Lord got up and disappeared laughing while gnawing on chicken legs.

In the end, even the beautiful music disappeared without a trace, but for this moment, the music has long lost its usefulness.

All that was left were the two dancing men, and in the dark starry sky, these two were the only ones there dancing gracefully court dances.

Even though the music has disappeared, the two people still seem to be able to hear the music, and their beautiful posture is not the slightest bit sad.

However, there is always a moment when the song ends, even if there is no dance music, but these two people also know that the dance music is over at this moment, and they saw Huang Fuying salute with that elegant movement, and at that moment, Huang Fuying seemed to know that his life had come to an end.

The Saint of Heaven saw the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes silently under his smiling face, and when he finished the last salute, his arms began to dissipate.

As if it had turned into a cloud of white light, flying away in the endless night, Huang Fuying began to gradually disperse, and the only thing that did not disperse was the dressed Heavenly Saintess isolated there.