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Looking around at the big men who had been fighting side by side for more than three years in front of him, Xie Zhao's face was solemn. After a moment of silence, she spoke slowly, her voice a little low.

"Brothers, today is the last battle, and as soon as the city gate is opened, we will kill Beirong."

"Yes" was only a few thousand people, but this time the shouts were louder than ever.

Everyone present knew in their hearts that there was no tomorrow. Once the gates were opened, they were greeted either by death in battle or as prisoners and killed. What's more, they have already made plans to break the kettle. At this moment, there was a bloodstain on the bluestone slab in Yancheng.

The sound of the city gate being slammed rang in my ears, and outside the city gate was the shouts of Jiang Guoren.

"Open the gates."

At the sound of an order, the wooden pier on the city gate that was used to close the city gate was slowly torn down, and the city gate was wide open. Shouts of fighting came from inside Yancheng. The few thousand soldiers left in the city rushed out of the city gate with Xie Zhao and Murong Yao.

For a moment, the blades intersected.

As time passed, the brothers around him died one by one.

Xie Zhao suddenly realized that only she and Murong Yao were left on the battlefield. The moment he and Murong Yao leaned back against their backs, Xie Zhao whispered softly.

"Murong, don't forget our agreement."

"Of course."

Jin Ge Iron Horse, life and death together.

With that, the two of them swung the swords in their hands again and died until the last moment.

Jiang Yuan watched Xie Zhao and Murong Yao still struggle in the last dying, he drew an arrow from his back, took a bow, and aimed. The target is Xie Zhao's back. With a malicious smile, the arrow in his hand is off the string. Whirring and coming.

Hearing the sound of piercing the air, Xie Zhao turned around and watched the arrow whizzing, she was ready, closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come, but the imaginary pain did not come, and when she opened her eyes, it was Murong Yao who stood in front of her.

"Murong." Xie Zhao couldn't help but shed tears in his eyes, why did he block that arrow for her. Stretched out his hand and stroked Murong Yao's cheek.

"Xiao Zhao, I ......"

Halfway through Murong Yao's words, a rain of arrows piercing the air followed. Murong Yao struggled to say the next words, but he stumbled and spit out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Xie Zhao, his dark eyes were full of affection and love. His figure slowly fell in front of Xie Zhao.

"Ahh The Sansheng Stone hanging on the mouth of her heart slowly overflowed with dark red magic patterns, and quietly followed Xie Zhao's heart and burrowed into her body, making a home on Xie Zhao's heart. The magic pattern turned into a chain and bound Xie Zhao's heart. There was a strange beating from the heart.

Everything in front of her turned into a blood red again, the picture of her parents being killed when she was a child, the picture of Xie Zhengyun and Mrs. Xie passing away, the picture of the corpses of soldiers who died because of the war being incinerated, and finally the picture of Murong Yao dying in front of her.

Kill.

That's the only thought left in my head.

Taking Lin Feng from Murong Yao's hand, the knife weighing thirteen catties and seven taels was still a bit heavy for Xie Zhao, holding the knife tightly with both hands, Xie Zhao rushed towards Jiang Yuan.

Looking at Xie Zhao, who had fallen into madness, Jiang Yuan pulled out the long sword at his waist, turned over and dismounted. This is the last battle, and after today, the woman in front of him who used to play with him will also disappear from this battlefield.

The surrounding soldiers slowly retreated, leaving an open space for the two to fight.

Xie Zhao's knife was chaotic at first, seemingly because of anger and madness, and then as she collided with Jiang Yuan's sword, her knife began to change. Her amber eyes were murderous, and it seemed that because of Murong Yao's departure, the last trace of reason in her heart had also disappeared.

Kill, kill, kill.

A knife is more powerful than a knife, and a knife is more domineering than a knife. In the past, Xie Zhengyun let her learn swords because she was a woman, but today she has realized the sword technique of Xie Jia on the battlefield.

The steep spring cold and the cold sword light, as well as the slaughter in the eyes of the person holding the knife. If it weren't for the battlefield, she would have been a wandering knight, if she hadn't been brought back to Mobei by Murong Yao in the past, she might have been buried in the land south of the Yangtze River now. However, there are no ifs in life. She moved. With her shouting, she slashed at Jiang Yuan.

However, due to the previous war, her sword was still not as fast as Jiang Yuan's sword after all. There was pain in her heart, and she slowly lowered her head, and the three-foot Qingfeng in Jiang Yuan's hand pierced into her heart. At the last moment, Xie Zhao showed a relieved smile, and he could finally go to see Murong. In the next life, she must be a girl from an ordinary family and be with Brother Murong.

The long sword was slowly withdrawn, Xie Zhao's body fell to the ground, Jiang Yuan's face showed a complicated expression, this was the first time he saw Xie Zhao's appearance clearly, without the cover of the helmet, the woman's appearance was completely seen, this was a plain face that looked delicate, but the moment she smiled was bright and moving.

After a while, Jiang Yuan picked up the body of the woman in front of him, walked to Murong Yao's side and put it down gently, and was put down with Xie Zhao.

Looking at the two people on the ground, Jiang Yuan was silent for a moment and slowly spoke.

"You are my admirable opponents, whether they are loyal or wise, but if you are born at the wrong time, if I can really talk with you at night, drink and talk." With that, he looked up at the soldiers around him.

"Come with me into the city and count the spoils."

"Yes."

"Oh."

The cheers of the soldiers shook the sky.

When the soldiers outside Yancheng followed Jiang Yuan into Yancheng, in the corner of the city, several men who had been left behind in advance threw the torches lit in their hands into the pitch-black clay pot. For a while, explosions broke out in Yancheng, and soon turned into a sea of fire.

Outside the city, Xie Zhao, who was lying next to Murong Yao, the Sansheng Stone in her heart overflowed with demonic qi and poured into Xie Zhao's body, repairing it at the heart where she had already poked a hole, and with the infusion of demonic qi, the Sansheng Stone became smaller little by little, until it completely disappeared and merged into her body.

Thousands of miles away, in the eerie and terrifying Demon Domain, the Demon Venerable sitting on the throne slowly opened his eyes, and there was a dead silence in his eyes. A new demon has been born, and it's time for him to get out on the road.

Xie Zhao woke up in a sea of fire, and the fire in Yancheng had spread outside the city. Feeling the scorching temperature around her, Xie Zhao opened her eyes, she sat up and looked to her side, only a body of Xuan armor and a burned blackened mirror remained. Looking at Xuanjia and Luan Jing in a daze, Xie Zhao wanted to cry, but no matter what, the tears couldn't flow, obviously he was sad in his heart, but he felt that he was just a dead person. The whole person was split in half, and the consciousness exploded in his mind.

"You're awake, are you going to be my companion?" A voice came into Xie Zhao's ears, she turned her head, and saw a man dressed in purple standing not far from her, the man looked at her, his face was indifferent, and his blood-red eyes were dead silence.

"Who are you?" Staring at the man, Xie Zhao's voice was hoarse.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have an obsession in your heart, the demon bone has been formed, do you want to become a demon?" Approaching Xie Zhao step by step, he finally stopped in front of the girl, squatted down, and looked at the girl level. Speak again. "You and that man named Murong Yao have no fate in this life, once you drink the forgetfulness water of Santu River in reincarnation, can you still find him in the next life?" At this he lowered his voice, and there was bewitchment in his voice. "As long as you enter the demon, you can find him in the next life, but once you enter the demon, there is no way back."

"Enchanted." Whispering silently, Xie Zhao's hand tightened unconsciously.

"Yes, enter the demon, as long as you enter the demon, you can find him in each life of reincarnation, if you want to choose the wheel, you already have the demon bones, you must first be imprisoned in the deepest part of the underworld for a hundred or even a thousand years, wash away a body of demon bones, at that time your Murong has been reincarnated, maybe he is already with someone else, willing?" Xie Zhao saw his own reflection in his eyes. A head of black hair has turned a dark red.

"Not reconciled. As long as he thinks that Brother Murong is with someone else, he is unwilling. Xie Zhao's eyes also turned blood-red when he said this, and in an instant, the demon heart was already formed. All that remains is the final refining of the demon soul, which is completely demonized.

Holding out his hand to the girl, he invited again. "Be a companion, Xie Zhao."

"Can't enter the demon ......" The old man in a blue and white robe who looked like a fairy with a Dao bone came and shouted at Xie Zhao. His face was a scorching color. "Once you enter the demon, you will have no afterlife, and the day you die, your soul will be gone." While shouting, the old man had already come to a place not far from the two of them and jumped off the sword, and then the sword turned into a ray of light and entered the old man's scabbard.

"Jing Tan, stop being obsessed." The old man looked at the purple-clothed man squatting in front of the girl, his tone full of pleading. But the man in purple turned a blind eye, he turned his head to look at the old man and slowly stood up, there was still no wave in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Jingyun, long time no see."

After Xie Zhao listened to the old man's words, he lowered his head to look at the Xuanjia beside him, stretched out his hand and stroked it gently, but the Xuanjia was melted the moment she touched it. Dripping on the Luan mirror, the Luan mirror was also melted. The only thing in her hand that could be touched by her was the Lin Feng who had always been with a man, looking at the changes in front of him, Xie Zhao's eyes were dead.

"It doesn't matter if there is no afterlife, I want to become a demon." Raising his head again, the red in his eyes deepened.

"Senior brother, you can't stop her from becoming a demon." Jing Tan said, his body was surrounded by black demonic energy, and then the demonic energy also covered Xie Zhao, and after a while, the demonic energy disappeared in front of the old man, and along with the demonic energy, Jing Tan and Xie Zhao disappeared.

Looking at the two people who disappeared, the old man showed a look of chagrin on his face, he once again failed to bring back the junior brother who had entered the demon. Then he looked around, the fire was pervasive, and he was angry, and with a wave of the dust in his hand, the fire was instantly extinguished. Looking at the resentful soul, the old man sat on the ground and recited the scriptures. As he recited the scriptures over and over again, the unjust souls in the city turned into golden light and reincarnated little by little.

Xie Zhao's eyes were obscured by the black mist, and when she saw everything around her again, she realized that she was already in a new place. The sky was an oppressive gray, as if it would press over the ground at any moment, the earth was a charred black color, and the occasional corpse could be seen on the ground.

Jing Tan turned to look at Xie Zhao and spoke slowly.

"Welcome to the Demon Realm, the other side of this continent."