The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the howls were everywhere. The two armies fought against each other, and the battle was inseparable.

A large number of troops had already entered the mountains and forests, and Ling Yichen and the Night Sacrifice were also in full swing.

The Night Priest was tall and tall, even a little bulky, but a spear in his hand made it seem like a flowing cloud, light and changeable. On the bright red tassel, the tip of the spear is sharp with a little silver as if it can cut through the hustle and bustle of the day, and there seems to be the roar of thousands of horses, and the golden iron horse stepping through the iron horse.

Ling Yichen was able to catch the shot of the night sacrifice, and his eyes were also dyed with blood.

He didn't expect that the Night Sacrifice would be so fast, and he would be able to fight him with all his strength again.

However, his skills are not bad!

Wielding the heavy sword in his hand, Ling Yichen defended and attacked, and the blade cut through the sky, bringing a roar of collapse, the cold light was piercing, and the move was fatal.

With a backhand sword, Ling Yichen slid past the spear of the Night Sacrifice, and it went straight to his heart.

Is it the same trick again?

Night Sacrifice's eyes were torn, last time, he lost to Ling Yichen's move, and this time he would never make the same mistake again!

Yang Tian roared, and the night sacrifice was about to swing his spear to block it, who knew that Ling Yichen was originally rushing forward, and the sword blade cut into his right rib at a tricky angle, even if he was protected by armor, with the strength of his hand, he could definitely pierce it.

Sure enough, the night sacrifice snorted, but he didn't dodge it in the end, the stinging pain under his ribs and the bubbling blood made him pause for a moment, and the next moment, he was like an angry lion, shouting, pulling out Ling Yichen's heavy sword with one hand, and dealing with every move to the death.

The corners of Ling Yichen's lips seemed to be unhooked. Not in a hurry to conquer, but to defend step by step.

The night sacrifice of this person is stubborn and self-serving, and he will repay it. And it's very irritating. When people lose their minds, they are always full of loopholes, and he is waiting for this moment.

Sure enough, there were no more than dozens of moves, and the night festival was already at a disadvantage.

Gu Shaojue stood on top of a small peak in Langya Snow Mountain, and he could see everything below.

He clenched his hands, pursed his lips, and looked coldly at the forest with a pair of eyes.

The woods, which are not dense and flourishing, do not obscure the view at all. Under the snow, the two teams, one black and one dark blue, are inseparable, but the overall momentum. But it is the black side that has more advantages.

In the battalion dressed in ink-black military uniforms, a dark color banner was held high, and the blood-red characters on it were bright and dazzling in the snow, and every stroke and stroke stinged Gu Shaojue's eyes!

"Someone!" He let out a loud sigh with a calm face. A man in black clothes flashed behind him. Bow down and listen to orders.

"Check it out! Exactly why do they have fried. Medicine! Gu Shaojue took a deep breath, suppressed his feelings, and then spit out a sentence with difficulty.

God knows how shocked he was when he saw the ink side also throwing out that powerful weapon!

The power of that weapon is even greater than theirs!

Since then, fried. The advantages of medicine no longer belong only to Xichuan, which makes him puzzled!

Explosives made by my father's hands. The recipe was kept secret, and even he didn't know it. So how is it possible to make ink?

The man in black behind him arched his hand, bowed his head and said, "Back to the master, I heard that it was made by the princess Qing Li!" Since she came to the Imperial Wind Pass, she has been in retreat for three whole days, and later, Ink has this weapon. ”

The figure standing with his hands stiffened slightly, the eyes that were clear and sharp suddenly turned crimson, his thin lips opened slightly, and after a long time, he heard the words that were almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Qing!" Black! ”

The green tendons on the clenched fists rioted, and Mei Niang was shocked when she saw it.

The master has always been in love with each other, and even last time he was served by Ling Yichen in Ink Kyoto, she didn't see how angry she was, and she had never seen it so angry now......

More and more dark blue soldiers fell, the advantage of the ink and black side became more and more obvious, and a new group of soldiers were supplied from the rear, but the ink soldiers actually became more and more courageous, each of them seemed to be incarnated as jackals, tigers and leopards, and one person could kill four or five Xichuan soldiers.

Gu Shaojue's eyes gradually condensed, and he took a deep breath, "What about the formation in the forest?" How did it fail? ”

The man in black was silent, and suddenly half-knelt down, "Forgive my subordinates for being incompetent, and my subordinates don't know ......"

Before the words fell, only the sword was unsheathed, accompanied by the sound of cutting flesh, and a man's head and bones rolled down on the snow, and blood was spilled on the ground.

"Since you know that you are incompetent, there is no need to keep it......" Gu Shaojue's mouth hooked slightly, glanced at it coldly, threw the sword in his hand at will, and it was already re-submerged into the scabbard without any difference.

Seeing this, the surrounding subordinates immediately knelt on the ground.

Today's master is too cruel, it is a dead soldier he has trained for many years, and he has invested a lot of effort to kill him so casually.

Mei Niang was bold and said in a low voice: "Master, since you have used the colorful colors, the soldiers on the ink side will not survive for three hours, even if Xichuan is defeated in this battle, the ink will not be good!" ”

It's a lose-lose situation, and that's the best result so far.

Gu Shaojue was silent.

At this moment, a loud neighing of horses' hooves came from a distance.

Mei Niang heard the sound and looked into the distance, only to see a man wearing a black fox fur riding a pure black horse galloping all the way.

The clothes are like fire, the green silk is flying, although it is too far away, but it can also be distinguished, it is a woman!

"Oh my God! Who's that! Mei Niang couldn't help but snort.

When Gu Shaojue heard the prestige, his eyes paused at this moment, his pupils shrank, and he only saw the woman coming in a hurry.

"Qing Li ......" couldn't help muttering to himself. In that voice, there was both hatred and hatred, and there was also a hint of tenderness.

Mei Niang was shocked, and only then did she know that this woman was the woman who the master would hang on to her mouth......

Qing Li's arrival also attracted Ling Yichen's attention, he and the night sacrifice were inseparable, the night sacrifice had been stabbed by him in no less than ten places, although he also had a color on his body, but compared to the night sacrifice, it was just some flesh and skin wounds.

But seeing Qing Li running from afar, Ling Yichen's original reason almost collapsed, especially when he saw that there was no hidden guard around her to protect her, that heart almost jumped out of his throat.

It was this moment of distraction that made the Night Sacrifice find a flaw and stab Ling Yichen in the chest with a shot.

Perennial on the battlefield, always very keen on the prediction of danger, Ling Yichen quickly blocked his attack, and then plunged into the battle, but it was inevitable to devote a small piece of energy to pay attention to Qing Li.

Qing Li stopped a hundred meters outside the woods, took out a few signal flares from the medicine box, tied them with special medicine powder, and shot them over the woods with a "chirp".

With the explosion of the signal flare, the powder fell one after another, and the woods, which were still diffused with a faint colorful mist, suddenly became clear and clear.

Seeing this, Gu Shaojue was furious in his heart, but suddenly found that Mei Niang beside him actually raised a bow and arrow aimed at Qing Li.

That strength is completely penetrating, coupled with Mei Niang's internal force, it is not impossible to shoot through Qing Li, and the most important thing is that the arrow is made of pure steel, and there are all kinds of bent barbs on it......

Gu Shaojue almost subconsciously wanted to stop it, but somehow, the words that came to his mouth choked in his throat, and he couldn't spit it out.

He hated this woman.

Since Shulian accepted him as an apprentice, she has said in front of him more than once how talented Qing Li is.

He heard this name since he was a child, and almost regarded her as his greatest enemy, and he tried his best to learn poison arts, hoping that his master would impress him, but in the end he only got one sentence: You are far behind......

Later, his plan in ink painting was completely broken by this woman, and he attacked ink this time, and it was this woman who made it and blew it up. Medicine! Now, the colorful colors are also being unraveled in her hands......

He wanted her to die, and he wished she would disappear into this world immediately!

She died, but he was saved a lot of things, so why should he stop it?

Mei Niang was anxious, holding a bow and arrow in her hand and didn't dare to shoot it, she was actually afraid that the master would blame her, but now, the master obviously saw it, and didn't say anything......

Mei Niang was overjoyed in her heart, tightened the bowstring a little more, aimed at Qing Li's heart, and with a "whoosh", the arrow pierced the sky and went straight to the person on the horse.

Qing Li was relieved to see that the colorful colors had been solved.

Not knowing where the colorful color came from, she knew that this place could not be spent long, so she tightened her reins and prepared to leave, when a sharp sound came to her face.

Qing Li's pupils shrank, and before he could react, the arrow disappeared into his body.

"Li'er!"

Ling Yichen roared, his liver and gallbladder were shattered, and his eyes were blood-red as he watched Qing Li fall on his back with the sharp arrow in his body.

Under the flaming red fox fur, the plain white cotton clothes he was wearing were dyed with a magnificent and bewitching bright red, which was so charming that it was painful to the bones.

Ling Yichen only felt that his brain was hot for a while, he forgot to think, he forgot to breathe, and there was a burst of red and black in front of him, and there was only the person who slowly fell......

He didn't care that he was fighting against the Night Sacrifice, and the royal horse went straight to Qingli, reaching out to catch her falling body, and before he knew it, his eyes were already red.

"Li'er, Li'er......" Ling Yichen hugged her body tightly, the blood gushing from his left shoulder stained his upper body red, and he didn't even dare to look at it.

Qing Li only felt a sharp pain in her shoulder, almost tearing her limbs apart, and before she could catch a breath, her eyes were black.

In her ears was her familiar whispering, Qing Li struggled to open her eyes, but saw that the resolute man, like a child, hugged her tightly and murmured.

Those deep eyes were also stained with blood.

She wanted to smile and say that she was fine, but she couldn't do anything.

In a haze, I actually saw that the burly and fierce man was stabbing at Ling Yichen with a gun.

She pushed him away with all her might, and finally lost consciousness from the piercing pain...... (To be continued......)