Long Chen was bound, and Aye Sorang looked at him but waved one hand in the air. "Who tied up my founding hero? Who! ”

As he spoke, he drew a sharp sword from the golden armor around his waist.

"Yes...... Yes, it's small......"

Click!

The person who slurred and couldn't speak clearly but stood up before he could loosen Long Chen's ties was already on the ground.

Seeing Ayesorang's quick sword shot, the sword body was only stained with a few drops of blood, and the corners of Long Yu's mouth smiled more and more charmingly.

Flustered in the crowd, he glanced at the pair of doomsday lovers who were both leaning on the ground. The scorching light in her purple eyes seemed to give Ayesorang the most admiring glance for his brutality at this time.

She put her hands on Ayesorang's back, and looked down at the man and woman below her.

Eyes widened, and he bit lightly behind Ayesorang's ear. "What is the emperor going to do with Long Hui?"

She didn't mention Qinghe, which seemed to be the biggest insult to Qinghe's own guilt. Even though she was so anxious to block back for the dragon, she never managed to make Long Yu's heart flutter a little and care a little.

Just disdainful.

Just disgusting.

"If the emperor dies, Qinghe is willing to die with the emperor! The concubine is unwilling to remarry, and the concubine is willing to accompany the burial! ”

When the words were full of affection, Qinghe could hear the enchanting shallow laugh of a woman behind him. "Remarry? Who else do you think will marry you? ”

"Could it be Ayesolang?" She already called him emperor.

Ayesorang left Long Yu's cheek-stroking hands with great interest, and slowly walked in front of Qinghe and leaned down.

With a somewhat arrogant posture, "If I become the emperor, it will be easy to ask for you." Whether you want to be buried with you or not, it's not up to you to decide! ”

Then, he was helped up by Long Yu and stood in front of Qinghe and Long Hui and laughed arrogantly.

Unexpectedly, Qinghe got up quietly and pulled out the hilt of the sword on Ayesolang's waist. Straight against his white Shengxue's neck, pressing step by step.

"No one can break up the concubines and the emperor, the emperor dies first, and the concubines kill themselves!" As she spoke, she stabbed the blade of the sword against her neck towards Long Hui's heart.

"Uh......"

The dragon's muffled voice was stabbed in the heart, and he fell to his knees.

At this moment, his face was already pale, cold and wolf-like.

The woman covered her face and finally turned her face away suddenly, no longer looking at Long Hui.

Long Hui saw the moment Long Yu turned around, and a mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth. Smile, "Is it distress, sympathy, or guilt?" ”

But he still had to ask clearly.

The woman turned her back and was speechless.

Ayesolong in front of him looked at each other angrily, "It's disgust, it's spit, it's the joy of the revenge!" ”

He turned his back to the hundreds of thousands of troops behind him, just with the flick of his fingers. Behind him is a battle of thousands of horses, and in an instant, there will be a bloody massacre in the palace.

And the victor is none other than Aye Sorang.

"Li'er."

He said.

Suddenly, she slowly turned her side face to meet his affectionate eyes.

At the moment, he seems so domineering and paranoid. "I want you to watch him with your own hands and pull him down from the throne of the Supreme Ninety-Five. Watching the courtiers he cultivated single-handedly being trampled by thousands of horses, watching this palace bleed again, let you know that your revenge has been avenged. ”

He just thought, that's it.

That's all.

It seemed to be just his warm words, not a bloody massacre, a catastrophe of life and death.

He came to the appointment in order to present the slaughter of hundreds of thousands of lives to her as a solemn and beautiful feast.

And she finally turned her face and waved behind her.

In an instant, she could already hear the cold sound of blood-splattered armor behind her sword and hoarse.

She stood still, supporting herself, but the man pressed straight on her shoulder, covering her eyes.

just said softly as jade: "If you are disgusted, just lean on my shoulder and don't look at it." ”

It turned out that she was so comforted because of disgust.

He is the root of their fighting, and he ignores the Qiē behind him, but he has an attitude of disgust.

She felt her body so heavy in an instant, and her head was dull and aching for no reason. A heart-piercing pain suddenly hit his abdomen, and Long Yu's heart was filled with a sullen breath and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

I just feel like the world is spinning......

It's as if the whole world has stopped spinning, and everyone around me is looking around me.

Behind him, he could no longer hear the boundless fighting and sword fighting.

In the darkness, so many pairs of eyes, frightened, frightened, panicked, fleeing......

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, looking at the most lonely and cold, the most blue transparent color in her addiction.

One hand covered the most arrogant man beside him, and he held her in his arms, step by step, step by step......

There was no sword in his hand, but he was covered in golden armor and his arms waved domineeringly in the air. Glaring at the fighting crowd, "Get out of the way!" ”

Ten thousand people bowed down and made way for him, while his eyes kept looking at the woman in her arms.

"Your Majesty, maybe the child in Li'er's arms won't be able to be saved." The corners of the woman's mouth were still hooked with that smile, as if she was already there.

That arc, that residual warmth, can't be dissipated for a long time.

"You can't do anything!" He is Aye Solang.

He hugged her, ignoring the fact that the hem of the red dress under her was already soaked in scarlet blood, and reflected the red dress even more fiery and enthusiastic.

It's just that there were tears in his eyes, which were slowly wiped off by Long Yu's sleeves. "Don't cry, the emperor is the lord of the world."

"Nope! I can't even keep you, I can't even keep the child in your womb, I'm not the lord of the world! I don't want to be an emperor! "At this moment, Aye Solang is on the nine-fold pagoda.

Holding a beautiful woman in her arms, but she is the only one who is crippled.

He gave her, he wanted to give her, but she wasn't happy, was she?

Ayesorang placed her quietly on the dragon chair, and the corners of her mouth trembled as the blood curled from the hem of her skirt. Like a frightened beast, it let out the dullest roar.

Piercing.

"Long Chen...... Spread the dragon Chen! ”

Aye Solang said silently, "It's me who is not good, it is all me who is not good. I should have listened to Long Chen's words earlier, and I should have listened to what he said...... I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that. I don't want to be an emperor, I don't want to be the second Aya Yiyan, the second dragon back, I just want to accompany you, and you will always accompany me, okay? ”