"Boom ......"

There was chaos all around, the sounds of fighting, explosions, cries, and the sound of debris flying down all mingled......

"Go, take the gates of Zeansi for me. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Murong Xue looked at Ze Anxi who was already panicking at the moment, and had no time to look east, and said with his back to Yan Li.

"Great!" Yan Li's mouth narrowed, and he said quickly with a bright face.

He had long wanted to do it, and when he saw the power of this explosive, his hand was itchy!

"Boom ......"

With a few loud bangs, several large holes opened in the gates of Zeansi, and the gates swayed and scattered into pieces, creaking and falling.

"Rush, ......"

"Battle ......"

Seeing this scene, Yuze's army was excited, as if they had taken a stimulant, and rushed into the city gate of Zeanxi with a scream.

This is their magic blade!

Anguo's army looked at the broken city gate, desperate, and in the face of the horror of the flying bags, they also desperately resisted, pouring out of the city gate to meet the battle.

This is their country, and they will defend their land to the death!

There is a lot of fighting here in the sky, and in another place, there are also people who can't close their mouths.

On a high mountain cliff outside Ze'an, you can see everything from here, and the battle situation of the two sides below is in full view.

"Heavenly ...... What the hell is this, this bag of things? ”

Xingchen stood behind Su Yanli, looking at the battle situation below, his face was weirdly distorted, it was incredible, he had never seen something so powerful.

"It's horrible!" If this is used on Lishui, above...... That......

Thinking, thinking, Xingchen actually broke out in a cold sweat, obviously it had entered winter, but it was still sweating.

The battle below was raging, a round of pure moon hung high in the sky, and Su gradually stood on the cliff with his hands in his hands, his figure as proud as pine, bamboo, and cypress.

The night wind of the cliff blew his white robe and made arcs in the air.

His gaze was locked on the purple figure below, but the ink pupils did not fluctuate, they were deep, and the eyes of the woman in purple were locked on the man in jet black armor beside her.

"This is what blew up the cliff of Liuli Lake." Although he didn't know what it was, he was sure that this should be the thing that caused Liuli Lake to burst its banks.

Su gradually departed from the light tone, and drifted away with the night breeze.

"Blow up the glass lake thing?" Xingchen looked at the solemn back in front of him, and wondered: "Isn't Liuli Lake a natural embankment?" How could it be ......"

However, it's right to think about it, no wonder, how can such a thick glazed lake cliff suddenly burst the embankment and never mention it, if it's this thing, then it will definitely be done!

However, thinking of this, Xingchen's heart trembled, that is to say, the civil strife during that time of Liuli was all under the black hands of Yuze's people, and it seems that the prince seems to know everything, but he has not taken any action!

"Hmm......" Su gradually frowned slightly from his eyebrows, and gently pursed his lips, but things seemed to have far exceeded his expectations.

What he didn't expect was that Xiahou Mobing would have such an anti-heaven thing......

The battlefield below is still full of killing.

Murong Xue was holding a clear white sword in his hand, and with a "bang", a sword blocked the rain of arrows coming towards Xiahou Mobing's back, Xiahou Mobing turned sideways, and the silver snatch easily picked up the big knife that was sweeping towards Murong Xue, and the two cooperated seamlessly, rushing to the front of Yuze's army.

Like two sharp blades, with overwhelming power, they stabbed towards Zeansi's heart.

And Mei Xu, an iron feather fan shuttled through the fighting crowd, snapping, slapping open one by one.

With a "swish", the iron fan was stained with blood, accurately cutting the throat of the person behind him, but Mei Xu then shook the blood stains on the iron fan again, and shook his head in disgust.

But that chic and complacent posture doesn't look like it's on the battlefield, but like it's a sightseeing trip.

As far as Yujing is concerned, he is standing on the tower of Ze'an East City, watching the movements of the three low-level people, especially seeing Mei Xu's appearance, he couldn't help but shake his head, this thing must be purely for fun.

"Bumper ......"

Xiahou Mobing swayed his strong arms, struck out a few times, glanced at Murong Xue, and the two of them tacitly rushed into Ze'anxi.

The fighting continued for a whole night, and it ended at dawn, and everything was settled.

Above the tower of Ze'an West City, the flag of Yuze fluttered in the wind, and the royal flag, which symbolized the pinnacle of power, stood proudly on the highest pavilion, waving wantonly in the morning breeze.

Under the absolute power, any resistance is just a death struggle, and the resistance that Anguo prepared for ten days was completely swept away in one night.

Murong Xue stood on the city tower, looking at the rising sun in the sky, surrounded by broken walls.

The corners of Murong Xue's mouth hooked slightly, and she slowly exhaled a breath, in this era, explosives are like an existence against the sky, but you must also know how to stop in moderation, breaking the original harmony is not what she wants to see.

Of course, fortunately, her Mo has ambitions, but she is not a heavy murderer, and the first time she captured the city of Ze'anxi, she was to appease the people of Ze'anxi and restore their original order and life.

Those who win hearts and minds win the world.

This sentence is not just a rumor!

A cool breeze blew, Murong Xue shivered faintly, damn it, her beautiful brows frowned, and there was a faint irritability in those cool eyes.

"Cher?"

With a low chuckle, a cloak with a man's masculine aura wrapped Murong Xue inside, and the wide cloak fell to the ground layer upon layer.

Xiahou Mo Bing hugged Murong Xue into his arms, and his body was the ink-colored armor that had not yet receded, and the ink-colored armor glowed with a layer of cold and noble soft light in the morning sun.

"I can't find you anywhere, so I came here." Xiahou Mobing had a unique iron-blooded tenderness between his eyebrows, reached out and touched her slightly cool cheek, and said in a low voice: "There is such a strong wind on the city tower, and I don't know how to wear more when I come out." What if I'm not with you? "Always makes him uncomfortable.

"I'll just come out and breathe." Murong Xue smiled, stretched out her hand, pointed to the rising sun in the sky, and said with a smile: "No, it's just in time to see the sunrise." ”

Xiahou Mobing's big palm clasped her slender waist, and looked along her hand, in the glow, a round of light red slowly rose, and the layers of shadows and darkness were faded and replaced by golden soft light.

"It's beautiful......"

With a magnetic charm in his low voice, Xiahou Mobing looked at the woman in his arms with low eyebrows, not knowing whether he was talking about the beauty of people or the beauty of the scenery in the distance.

Xiahou Mobing carefully depicted her eyebrows and eyes with her eyes, and the tenderness in her eyes that could not be concealed was his Xue'er.

He knows that his Xue'er is like a fiery sun, she won't want to be behind him, what she wants is to be by his side, to bear everything with him, he also understands, his Xue'er is an eagle, so he will let her fly, but, when she is tired, he only allows her to rest on his shoulder. However, when I think of his ...... (To be continued.) )