Rumble!

Another flash of lightning flashed, and in front of everyone's eyes, Wang Xiaoshi turned over and pressed on the emperor's shocking body, and the lightning shone on the three-edged military thorn he held in his right hand, emitting a strange blue light, and stabbed at the emperor's shocking throat.

"Brother!"

Everyone saw this scene, and the emperor and concubine also saw it.

The imperial concubine was worried about her brother, and she didn't really stay away from the battlefield, but hid behind a huge metal billboard, and at this moment, when she found her brother in distress, she couldn't help but stand up and exclaimed.

Under the lightning flashing, I saw the imperial concubine who was four or five zhang away, running wildly, and suddenly a fish jumped, without hesitation, and pounced on the emperor's head, and I don't know how her petite body burst out with such a powerful force.

Wang Xiaoshi, who was unable to regain momentum, stabbed deeply into her heart with a three-edged military thorn that flashed with blue light.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of the imperial concubine, and the blood splashed, like scattered red jade beads, dyeing the upper body of the emperor into blood red.

Wang Xiaoshi was also stunned, although he hated the emperor's concubine, but when it came to attacking a woman, he was still ashamed, but even he didn't expect that he was fighting with the emperor's life and death, and at the moment of life and death, this woman actually sacrificed herself to protect the emperor.

He sighed, shook his head, and for the first time looked depressed, stood up, and silently retreated.

Old Man Wang looked at the emperor who was already surrounded by heavy soldiers, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to issue an order to snipe, but before he could speak, Wang Xiaoshi shook his hand and asked him to suspend the order.

Old Man Wang sighed, raised his head, and looked at the canopy of the sky where the dark clouds had gradually receded, like a contemplative stone.

Who said that the wicked have no feelings, and who said that the bad must be extremely vicious?

In their hands, I don't know how many people's blood has been stained, and they regard other people's lives as mustard, but in each other's eyes, they are each other's treasures.

What they really care about is the feelings and thoughts of the other party, and they can't tolerate the other party being hurt a little bit.

This kind of relationship is not a truly pure brother and sister relationship, nor is it a love in the real sense, but in this dark world, relying on each other, loving each other, and fighting against unfair fate together, which is also one of the most beautiful emotions of human beings.

I don't know when, the raindrops in the sky have gradually thinned, the dark clouds have dispersed, and the dark clouds have piled up in the sky, revealing a clean canopy, like a hook in January, exuding a faint clear glow, shining on a pair of brothers and sisters who hugged tightly.

The blood, as if spurting out of a burst water pipe, splashed hot blood directly on the emperor's face, chest, and then quickly meandered into a stream under him, becoming a big blood flower.

The throat of the imperial concubine made a grunting sound, it was the sound of the heart being pierced, and the blood spurted wildly into the throat, and the blood spurted out of the pierced chest in large quantities, flowing down her bumpy body, along the edge of her luxurious dress, to the ground.

However, even so, her gentle eyes did not lose the slightest brilliance, and their eyes were unprecedentedly dazzling, as if they wanted to bloom all the beauty in her life at this moment.

In her eyes, there was an extremely gentle look, and even a shallow smile, and she struggled to make a sound: "Brother, run away, the concubine can't take care of you, you will have to live alone in this dark world in the future, I hope that there will be a more beautiful and gentle woman to take care of you in the future." ”

The emperor sat up straight slowly, hugged his sister's body that had begun to convulse, looked at her blood, like a high-pressure fountain, bursting outward, looking at her delicate face, gradually becoming pale, a heart, this moment of pain lost any intuition.

He just looked at his sister's gentle eyes, delicate face, and listened to the screams of many people around him, and his handsome and three-dimensional face was twitching and distorted, and he looked extremely terrible.

He remembered that just this morning, the Imperial Concubine had lazily walked out of the bedroom, walked through the drawing-room, put her arms around his waist on the balcony, and kissed him coquettishly on the cheek, while he had fondly touched her cloudy hair.

At that time, he didn't realize that this was the last time he said goodnight to his sister.

The huge pain directly invaded the emperor's heart, if time could be reversed, he would rather be stabbed by Wang Xiaoshi himself than hurt his sister's hair.

The pain caused by this thought was indescribable, like a sledgehammer, struck after blow, on his heart, and as if he had been tied to the stake, and his flesh was sizzled by the flames. It was as if poison was in his internal organs, turning over the river and the sea, and the pain was unbearable.

How he wished that this qiē was just a dream!

Tears, one by one, dripped out from the corners of the emperor's eyes that were about to burst, and then fell on the face of the emperor's concubine, the emperor's concubine had already swallowed, her eyes were still like black pearls, with a sweet and gentle look, and the luxurious violet dress was dyed with blood and more vivid, like azaleas embroidered on the dress.

However, this qiē, in the eyes of the emperor, has all turned black and white, and the whole world, in the eyes of the emperor, has become black and white.

The emperor's shocking body trembled uncontrollably, which was caused by extreme anger, extreme grief, extreme pain, and extreme remorse.

Roar!

The emperor shook the sky and roared, the whistling sound rolled, the gold and stone were cracked, and it seemed that only such a long howl could vent the endless pain and remorse in his chest.

The majestic howl made people's eyes hot, their noses sour, and all the people were infected by his affection, but Wang Xiaoshi and Cui Fierce clearly felt a fierce fighting spirit that would rather die than give in, and sing generously and sadly.

All the people took a step back, only to see the emperor shocking the sky kissing the face of the emperor's concubine, slowly standing up, and shouting: "Death to those who stand in my way!" ”

He kicked under his feet, and the cement fragments under his feet, as if exploded by explosives, roared and burst out in all directions, and with the momentum of this kick, his body flew high like a flag flower rocket, and this flight was as high as a three-story building.

Bang bang!

Constance and Shi Ming's bullets, like the scythe of death, shot towards the back of the emperor's head like eyes, and in the air, there was a sharp sound of sniper bullets breaking through the air.

The emperor screamed, a fist smashed to the window of the nearest building, only to hear a bang, the masonry flew wildly, the air waves rolled, with this rebound force, the emperor shook his waist, let go of the two sniper bullets, and then hung the outer edge of the window with one hand, and before everyone could react, his body flickered, and disappeared behind the open window.

Wang Xiaoshi snorted, supported it with one hand, and shouted, "Yin Xue, up!" ”

The sword in Yin Xue's hand turned into a cold light, and with one foot in Wang Xiaoshi's palm, the whole body, like a shock, rose to the window on the third floor, opened the way with the sword, dazzling flowers, and directly jumped into the window.

Immediately afterwards, Cui Gong also flew into the window in the same way, Old Man Wang's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and suddenly took out a wireless communicator from his shirt pocket, and gave an order in a deep voice: "Exterminate the Creation Holy Sect, act!" ”

Wang Xiaoshi took the grass-green single coat handed over by Li Mingjun, held his left hand bone with one hand, gritted his teeth, only heard a click, and connected his dislocated arm.

He tore off a piece of cloth from the grass green single clothes, strangled the injury on his right rib, and shouted loudly: "Ye Lanwei, act, bite this turtle son to the death, Lao Tzu Wang Ba eats the scales, and plays with him to the end." ”

Li Mingjun waved his hand, and Ye Lanwei disappeared into the night sky like more than twenty ghosts in the blink of an eye, and there were only countless children of the big family, standing in place in a daze.

All the people were drenched in the heavy rain and turned into soup chickens, but no one was willing to rest, for fear that if they fell asleep, this wonderful and magical dream would disappear.

Wang Xiaoshi cursed a dirty word, turned around and left, disappearing into the night sky.

He comprehended the emperor's shocking power, and knew that in addition to Li Mingjun, Cui Meng, Feng Yinxue and a few other limited people who ran into him, he could protect himself, and if other Yelanwei met him, he would have to suffer a big loss, and he had to take action himself to capture this top master.

The pain on his body was terrible, especially the injury between the waist and ribs, which had already seen the bones, which was a terrifying injury formed by the emperor's claws, but the emperor was not comfortable, and was hit by Wang Xiaoshi's big smash, which broke the calf and leg bones.

If ordinary people are injured so badly, they can't move, but masters of the level like Wang Xiaoshi and Huang Jingtian are just appetizers, as long as they don't directly burst their hearts and intestines and blow their heads, it won't take two days to heal their scars.

Therefore, Wang Xiaoshi didn't expect that the injury on Huang Jingtian's body would reduce his combat effectiveness, but when he was injured, it was time to escape, except for the four great masters of chemical strength, Feng Yinxue and Cui Ji, no matter who met him alone, he would suffer a big loss.

As soon as Wang Xiaoshi ran into the darkness, he felt a faint figure behind him, following him, and at the same time, he smelled a faint aroma in his nose, looked back, and sighed: "Alas, my aunt nainai, Yang Da Woman, don't join in the fun, okay?" ”

Yang Xianxian's pace is very peculiar, it seems to be light and effortless, but the speed is not slower than Wang Xiaoshi, and he snorted when he heard the words: "I want you to take care of it, don't forget it, the Tang cry against the Tang Dynasty has not yet appeared, maybe it is somewhere, and the emperor is shocked, if you meet Tang Cry alone, guess what will happen?" ”

Wang Xiaoshi suddenly shuddered, and bowed with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, Yang Nuxia is far-sighted, the candle shines thousands of miles, and she is clever, I will follow you, and it must be safe enough." ”

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