Time passed minute by minute, and Nan Kemo's army had been killed all the way back by Kang Yunhan's surprise attack troops.

Wang Xunyi, Kang Yunhan, Nan Ke Lin, and Wei Yan turned into evil ghosts at this moment, rushing to the front of the team, unstoppable. The army of Nan Kemo was forced to retreat one after another, and had to be routed all the way to the palace wall. At this time, Nan Kemo's army had long since lost the arrogant momentum it had before, and one person fled and everyone fled, but where could they flee to. There are tall palace walls on all sides, and the palace at this time is like a cage of trapped beasts, trapping Nan Kemo's army alive in this palace wall.

The sound of fighting and the shouting was endless. But I never saw Wang Xunyi and his party have the intention of stopping, Wang Xunyi understands that today's matter has achieved this kind of decisive separation. If you have mercy or any more will be superfluous, it will only add to the trouble, it is better to kill him cleanly.

Kang Yunhan and Wei Yan also understood that it was not unclear that cutting grass must be eradicated. Not to mention Nan Ke Lone, anger had long occupied his brain, and now he only had the thought of killing, killing, killing! Only in this way can he reduce his pain and reduce his psychological burden a little.

Within the palace walls, the sound of killing resounded in the sky, and countless blood dyed every inch of land, city walls, and houses bright red. It's like a scene in the hell of a nose.

Nan Kemo and Nan Kegu are still in a dying struggle, delusionally hoping that they can use this little strength to flip the desperate situation in front of them. Although Nan Kemo calculated everything, and even made Qu Huachong unable to get out, he still didn't calculate that Wang Xunyi not only persuaded Kang Yunhan to become independent, but also brought the troops over.

Nan Kemo stood on top of the dragon platform, the summer wind was like a knife, cutting across his wrinkled cheeks, and looking bitterly at the bloody king Xunyi under the dragon platform. Once the two looked at each other, compared with the first time, Nan Kemo's eyes no longer had the original majesty and killing intent, replaced by endless loneliness and gloom.

I don't know how long it took for the killing sounds within the palace walls to die down, replaced by piles of corpses.

"Father, run away, stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood!" Nan Kegu said to his father.

Nan Kemo was indeed unusually calm and calm at this time, there was no trace of blood in his eyes, looking at such a terrifying scene in front of him. Kneel down on this noble dragon platform.

He was silent, watching Nan Ke Lin and his party thinking about their own approach, and at this time, Nan Ke Gu only left a back to his father who fled in a hurry.

"Is this your last gift to me?" Nan Kemo looked at the back of his son's escape, and couldn't help but shed a little tear in his bleak eyes.

"And that's your gift to me!" he turned sharply and roared at Nan Ke Lin.

At this time, Nan Ke Lin didn't listen to the slightest words, and raised his knife Huo Huo to force his father.

He stopped in front of Nan Kemo, looking at the once high-spirited man who was now kneeling in front of him, extremely depressed.

The wind blew the blood-colored banner, and it blew Nan Kemo's messy hair. At this time, he looked like a helpless old man, in his last years.

Nan Ke Lin put the blood sword in his hand on his father's neck, and the two looked at each other for a while.

It's like the scene of Nan Ke Lin's triumph reappearing, but at this time, it was Nan Ke Lin who was majestic, and the inferior was his father, Nan Kemo.

Nan Ke Lin took a deep breath and slowly wiped the sword across Nan Kemo's neck.

In an instant, blood gushed out, and Nan Kemo fell to the ground, twitching weakly, waiting in pain for the moment when his blood was exhausted. He fell on top of the dragon platform, and there was only Nan Ke's lonely back in his bright red eyes.

A few meters away, several soldiers tied up a man and came to Nan Ke Lian. The man knelt down in front of Nan Ke Lin, and no one could see his face.

"Is what you just said serious?" Nan Ke asked coldly, although his blood was boiling at the moment, his words were as piercing as an ice pick.

The man looked up and looked at Nan Ke Lin. This person is Nan Kegu, who has just escaped and failed.

He didn't speak, just looked at Nan Ke Lin. Two brothers who were so good before, now they are turning against each other, and all this is just for the so-called power.

Seeing his father's fate, Nan Kegu at this time was unusual, revealing a calm and unhurried attitude. However, Nan Ke Lian's question has never been answered.

"Take him away, and imprison him in the mansion for life, and he will not be allowed to take a single step out of the mansion!"

"My lord, you ......" Before Wang Xunyi could refute, Nan Ke Lin turned around and left.

Maybe at this moment, Nan Ke Lin's rationality returned, or it was possible that he didn't want to kill him out of the friendship of brothers for so many years.

After all, in so many years that his father hated him, only Nan Kegu was the one who was willing to accompany him. Even if this relationship is performed by Nan Ke alone, Nan Ke Lin still can't bear to start.

Before you know it, it was already dusk, and the battle in Shangdang City finally ended with the victory of Nan Ke Lin and Kang Yunhan and his party at a painful price.

On the dragon platform, An Duyu, who followed Wang Xunyi and Kang Yunhan all the way, sat in it. Remove the heavy guqin from the back. Brush away the heavy killing aura contaminated by the guqin.

One finger is deep, the other finger is gloomy. It is as deep as the pine waves, echoing the empty city, calm like the sound of killing, heavy clasping, like the sunset, shining on the corpse; the twilight rain is long sleeved and blows in the wind, and a guqin on this dragon platform is like a sorrowful cry in the empty valley pouring down: three thousand zhang is a heavy killing, and three thousand zhang is a trace of coldness.

The setting sun blurred the scene in front of him, and there was only a woman, a guqin, and a tragic song between heaven and earth.

Those who heard it were all touched by the scene, their hearts were bitter, and the corners of their eyes were full of tears. Those who died in front of them faced their former comrades-in-arms, and they killed their former friends with their own hands.

"Remembering this life is not impossible to forget. The white dew placed on the leaves, the crescent moon resting in the water. Singing the flower of the capital, seduced by the wind of impermanence before the glory. Playing with the moon of the South Building, this generation is like a floating cloud disappearing in the dusk...... Fifty years of life...... Compared with heaven and earth, it is as straight as a dream and an illusion. Since you once enjoyed this life, how can you be immortal......"

Nan Ke Lin said. And no one will understand this pain better than Nan Ke Lian.

The scene in front of him was deeply engraved in Nan Ke Lin's mind like an imprint, and he knew that after today's battle, the days ahead would be even more dangerous. He knelt down on his knees and kowtowed deeply to the Chengxi Army and Kang Yunhan's Army.

The soldiers wiped away their tears and bowed back.

Qu Huashang helped the weak Nan Ke Lin and snuggled tightly beside him.

"Today, can we get married?" Nan Ke smelled Qu Huashang dotingly, he felt Qu Huashang as if he was a different person, touching Qu Huashang's head and sorting out her messy hair.

Qu Huashang also stopped crying, nodded slightly, smiled in return, and looked happy. Nan Ke Lin also smiled back, but it was slightly bitter.

Turning his head: "Can everyone here give a testimony to me and Xiaoqu?" At this moment, his eyes were full of anticipation, looking at the couple in front of him, everyone shouted in agreement.

With that, the couple both knelt down.

In this wedding, there are no parents on both sides, no relatives on both sides, and no wine banquet......

Some are just the embellishments of the blood-colored sunset, the bitter wind, and the sad song. But everyone present was smiling and sincerely wishing the couple a good wish. They bowed down before the soldiers, and bowed down before the heavens and the earth.

Finally, the boy brushed away the girl's tears, and the girl pulled out a reddish handkerchief to wipe the dust off the boy's face. The two looked at each other and smiled, and kissed deeply in this endless sadness.

The kiss was so passionate, so happy, and so bitter.

On May 23, the 15th year of Dashun Chaoshunhe, there was a turmoil in the capital of the Southern Dynasty. The Southern Dynasty prince Nan Ke Lin and the reinforcement Kang Yunhan vowed to win the bloody battle, and finally the Southern Dynasty monarch Nan Ke Mo died at the hands of the son Nan Ke Lin, and his younger brother Nan Ke Gu was imprisoned in the mansion and was not allowed to leave the house for the rest of his life.

And on the same day, the princess of the Qu Dynasty and the monarch of the Southern Dynasty, Nan Ke Lian, got married.

"Report! There is a song outside the lord city that the generals came, saying that there was a retribution!"

At this moment, the arrival of the generals of the Qu Dynasty really made everyone have to be vigilant......