(One hundred and thirty-eight) war

Unexpectedly, Chen'er is also an amorous person.

All along, his least favorite thing was this son.

Although everything seems to follow him, he also tries to give him some easy and pleasing idle jobs, so that others think he is the most favored. Actually, that's because I don't have any requirements for him at all.

Disdain to ask.

He's always been, the kind of father who is hard to understand.

The more children have high hopes, the more unkind they are to them.

He never put the word love on his lips, and he despised that kind of expression, including the woman he once truly loved, Concubine Mei, and he never said it.

Not once.

Everyone said he was a heartless man.

But what can love do?

Will it help him calm the chaotic war situation in the four seas, or will it help him recover the long-lost Yinlong Wing?

Neither.

Light will love, nothing can be done!

Today should be the final decisive battle between Jing'er and Jiang Lao's thief.

He thought about it for a while, and finally decided to take someone over to have a look.

After all, the stakes are high, although he believes that Jing'er will have a way to cut off Jiang Chiyu's head for him in the end! But there are some clever links in the middle, and he doesn't want to make a mistake at the last moment because of his negligence.

There are sacrifices for the sake of the big picture, and there are expiries made of good intentions.

He needs to be careful, and then handle it carefully.

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Jiang Chiyu's cultivation is not only high.

It's unimaginably high.

When everything around him was about to turn to scorched earth, when the intense combustion caused a lack of oxygen, and Ling Jinghua was almost suffocating, he only used two powers.

The Red Flame Nine Heavens is to draw out the Burning Heart Earth Fire under the eighteen layers of hell, and burn all the time! Burn! Burn! Burn until it reaches the Nine Heavens!

Anything that stands in my way will be burned in no time!

Not even ashes left!

This is how this world is, in the end, it always speaks with its fists! What Buddha and Tao, good and evil, are all deceitful!

Whoever wins, everything is right!

What is the death of 300,000 troops, and what is the death of four sons! As long as Xuanyuan Jinghua and these little dolls in front of him are killed, the world will still be mine!

Xuanyuan Xuan has already walked over here, and it seems that Ah Yi is also here. It's okay to repay the debt, and all the new and old accounts will be settled together!

He opened his bow left and right, and attacked Jinghua and Qinglan with his two palms!

Qinglan heard the sound of the wind and hurriedly greeted him with his palm. The Sky Splitting Thunder Palm was still on the way, and he already smelled scorching in his nose, and it turned out to be a three-foot-large fireball coming down the chest with the wind!

What Qinglan smelled was the smell of fireballs scorching his own flesh.

Only then did he feel the pain, he snorted, and was thrown far away, and his chest was already a piece of flesh and blood, and white bones could be seen!

"Brother Qinglan!" Ah Mo exclaimed and rushed to his side.

And Jinghua's side is also in a critical situation!

He saw the fireball rushing towards him, and instinctively wanted to raise his sword to the side, but it was just a poisonous attack, and his whole body didn't even have half of his strength, and his whole arm was so weak that he didn't obey the call at all.

In the flash of lightning, the fireball was already rushing in his face, and he rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and was able to avoid the blow.

But as soon as he moved, his breath was chaotic, and his heart was beating wildly, as if he wanted to break free from his chest and jump outside.

Jiang Chiyu hated him to the bone, how could he give him the slightest respite? Before he could stand up, the second palm was already in front of him!

This time, there were three fireballs, attacking from three directions: face, chest, and lower abdomen!

He was in a lying position, and he couldn't avoid the blow in front of him. The only way was to continue rolling on the spot, but he was on the edge of the canyon by this time. Originally, the place of this canyon was a deep pool, but now the water of the deep pool has been evaporated, and if you roll down, you will be an abyss!

In an instant, the first fireball has arrived!

Jinghua gritted his teeth and kicked it off!

The second fireball has arrived!

The head Xuanhua was rushing to the rescue, but before the person arrived, he hurriedly threw the saber from afar and sent the fireball away!

The third one is here again!

Xuanhua had already rushed to Jinghua at this time, but it was too late to shoot down the fireball, so he instinctively pounced on Jinghua and used his back to block this blow for Jinghua!

"Big brother, big brother!"

Like Qinglan, Xuanhua's back is already a piece of charred meat, under the rotten flesh and blood, you can vaguely see the white bones of Sensen, and there are sparks flickering on the clothes that have not been extinguished.

Xuanhua opened his mouth, trying to tell him to be careful, but he couldn't say anything in pain.

Ah Mo was furious, ran a few steps, pointed at Jiang Chiyu and said loudly: "You, you wicked person! You can bear to attack Brother Qinglan! He, like me, grew up calling you Uncle Jiang! I was still hesitant to show mercy to your subordinates, but now I won't do this kind of thinking at all!"

Jiang Chiyu seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and even shook his tongue, and said with a smile: "I said niece, you are so cute, if I were a few years younger, maybe I would be like those two boys, I was fascinated by you."

Do you think that calling me Uncle Jiang a few times will make me unbearable to do it? Neither your Jinghua nor your brother Qinglan have told you what a real war is?

Okay, I'll teach you!"

He pointed at Qinglan, and his voice quickly turned cold:

"The war is, this person who called me Uncle Jiang yesterday killed my four sons today without blinking an eye!

War is that, for my purposes, even my own sister can be used as a weapon!

Little girl, you can think that I am ruthless and impersonal! But you turn around and see, that kid's own father, including your own father, are they ruthless enough? Are they humane! I'm afraid that compared to me, it will be even better!

For we are all kings!

If you want to be a king, if you want to do great things, you must let go of all the most useless things - such as feelings!"

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A voice sounded coldly, "So you poisoned and killed my mother, so that your sister could be the queen of heaven?"

Jinghua's voice was cold, like a thousand years of frost!

No, not like, but real frost!

Jiang Chiyu turned his head.

I don't know when, Jinghua, who couldn't even stand up just now, is now standing behind him in a good manner.

His body was like a layer of frost, frozen to no temperature, and his face, which had turned white, faintly revealed a layer of cold.

He held the sword in his right hand and slashed through the palm of his left hand.

The blood, poured on the moon, disappeared in an instant.

The tip of the sword is pointed at the ground.

Ah Mo's face changed greatly, and he lost his voice and said: "Jinghua, don't be like this! Your current situation, no, absolutely not!"

The dragon stepped on the frost, and thousands of armies passed.

This is the most powerful move of Jinghua's special move - Thousand Troops Die!

One move, thousands of troops and horses, like dust and smoke, dissipated completely, and not even a trace will be left.

It has the most lethality and consumes the most spiritual power.

Ah Mo is so anxious that he is going crazy!

The rapid consumption in the past few days has made him already at the end of the crossbow, and his spiritual power has been damaged to the point where he has caused heart disease several times.

Jinghua said to her, "Momo, come behind me!"

Jiang Chiyu was a little surprised, he could see that he only had half a life left, but he didn't expect that he would fall last.

"That's a little interesting!" Jiang Chiyu's voice had a little more sympathy, and said proudly, "Only qualified to fight with me!"

"However, to be clear, I haven't killed your mother, and I haven't even seen her!" Jiang Chiyu said.

There was fire in his palms, and there was a crackling sound, "I have killed countless people in my life, it really doesn't matter if there is one more or less, if you want to fight, come quickly, you don't need to find any reason!"

Fireballs are flying through the sky!

One, two, three......

Countless fireballs spewed blazing gas, like thunder and fire, striking from all sides!

Behind Jiang Chiyu, the originally red sky has now completely turned black. Occasionally, an orange-red spark tore open a crack, and then continued to turn even blacker.

It's also raining there, rain of ashes.

Jiang Chiyu stood there, as if he had divided heaven and earth into two parts.

Behind him, there was a deathly silence.

In front of him, there was a glittering fire.

Ah Mo didn't listen to Jinghua and hid behind him. She carried Qinglan hard, limped up Xuanhua again, and dragged both of them behind Jinghua, and then hid with them.

Jinghua also divides the world into two parts.

He is to protect, and he is to fight.

The fireballs were overwhelming, menacing, with hatred and the determination to burn everything, with evil black smoke, shouting, roaring, spitting tongues of fire!

But when they reached a place in front of Jinghua, they slowed down.

The thin air suddenly became as heavy as silt, making it extremely difficult for them to even move forward.

Inch by inch, they twisted and moved forward, but the flames weakened uncontrollably. A few of them eventually perished, and the ashes fell to the ground with an unpleasant cracking sound.

In the protective circle that Jinghua held up for them, the air was no longer scorching, and even gradually cooled. Ah Mo felt that it had always been like this, even if it was full of gunsmoke outside, as long as Jinghua was there, she would always be safe and comfortable.

He had his back to him, and she couldn't see the expression on his face now, but she could hear him.

His voice wasn't very loud, but it was steady, and it sounded clearly in the midst of the flying fire.

"Momo, let me tell you the true meaning of war.

War is not about selling your feelings, and it is not about fulfilling your ambitions.

War is to protect those you love. ”

He smiled back at her, "Got it?"

Take the moon and the ground!

Pure and deep spiritual power, mixed with blood without evil thoughts, began to frost all around!

The frost is crawling on the ground, every minute, inch by inch, it seems fragile, but in fact it is broken!

On the scorched earth, at the bottom of the dry pool, on the remains of those fireballs, the silver-white ice crystals were like pieces of crystal art, arranged in an incomparably neat manner, without any omission, all covered!

Scorched wood, gravel frosted! Even some orc corpses were frosted! Their eyebrows, beards, and hairtips were covered with silvery-white, beautiful ice cubes......

The world, which was still burned to the ground, has become a beautiful and fantastical ice and snow kingdom covered in silver in a blink of an eye!