It's just a short moment, Xiao Ziyu's heart has already turned around so many thoughts, he decisively waved his sleeves, and issued an order to the army behind him that was ready to go.

The shouts of the soldiers filled the entire battlefield in an instant, and soldiers from both sides in different regions rushed forward, and the flames of war ignited the originally empty battlefield.

As the main general, Ling Luo was naturally the first to go into battle to kill the enemy, and on the battlefield, he did not need to think accurately like the usual spiritual power duels, but almost relied on instinct to kill anyone who was a threat to him.

Time on the battlefield was racing against time, and Ling Luo didn't even have time for fear and disgust, just slashing and slashing the enemy in front of him like this, and his mind had been numbed by the stimulation of blood.

The sword in his hand was already stained with the blood of many Jinyu guards, and the old one was covered with a new one before it could dry up, and Ling Luo killed tirelessly like this, until his eyes turned blood-red.

In the chaotic scene of the battle between the two armies, there was one person who never participated, such a silver light armor and a long jade body, as if it was not this Shijie person, just watching the scene here from time and space.

Xiao Ziyu stood quietly in the crowd of people coming and going, her eyes only waiting for the figure wearing gold armor and the bloody sword body, watching her proudly and independently raise and fall in the blood rain.

Xiao Ziyu's eyes were locked on Ling Luo's figure, but his figure did not move at all, as if he only needed to gaze quietly like this, it was already a great grace from God.

Since he woke up, there has not been a day when he has not missed Ling Luo, every expression and movement of her is like being engraved on his heart by a knife, which makes him unforgettable, the days without Ling Luo, even the breathing is such a pain in his heart.

Only God knows how much he wanted to see Ling Luo, wanted to reach out and touch her face, wanted to give her a warm hug, and now this wish has finally come true, but he never thought that he would meet in such a way.

Not only can they not tell each other their thoughts, but it has also contributed to the bloody war between the two countries, in such a road paved by the lives of the soldiers of the two armies, can the two of them still enjoy the beauty and happiness with peace of mind as before?

Ling Luo naturally didn't know what Xiao Ziyu was thinking about at this time, she only had violent and cruel killing intent in her eyes, and she only wanted to disappear all the people in front of her, as if there was something in her body that was quietly waking up, as if she wanted to devour Ling Luo's only remaining reason.

Although the aura on Ling Luo's body only slowly changed violently, Xiao Ziyu was still very keenly aware of this difference, and a pair of thick black and straight eyebrows began to be tightly entangled.

Ling Luo had already ignored the environment around him when he was slashing and forgetting himself, and a guard from the Jinyu saw the opportunity and slashed from behind Ling Luo with a knife that flashed with bright light.

The blood on Ling Luo's shoulder cut was not very conspicuous above the chaos of the battlefield, but it stabbed Xiao Ziyu's eyes like a sharp weapon, and he shouted almost uncontrollably, "Little Luoluo! ”

This exclamation was almost impossible for anyone to hear on the noisy battlefield, but Ling Luo, who was originally blood-red in his eyes and couldn't see clearly, came back to his senses because of this.