The thin armor that wrapped Liu Qingmei's body was soaked with a splash of blood, and the blood seeped into the clothes under the thin armor unscrupulously, and then contrasted with the dazzling dark red. Liu Qingmei, who was dressed in gray thin armor, was in this bleak night at this time, like a unique red-topped gloom on the top of a cliff, blooming the beauty of independence in that moment.

The soldiers with torches awoke from the initial confusion and gradually revealed their true colors. It was a jackal in the beginning, and even if it was frightened by a tiger, it would not lose its most primitive bloodthirsty nature.

Liu Qingmei's eyes were red, and he kept slashing. A long sword forged from fine iron was used by her to become a fierce sword. Each sword slashed from top to bottom, often accompanied by the sound of flesh and bone cracking, and the soldiers who only had time to see their eyes in the dark night.

The soldiers began to surround the two of them and the lion, and the soldiers, who no longer fled in all directions, began to press forward step by step. Their eyes were red one by one, and they were obviously not completely freed from the killing just now, but they were only so embarrassed for a while.

Now that the decline has been gradually reversed, how can we not rush to kill them all. Killing one person is killing, killing ten people is also killing, killing a hundred people, killing thousands of people, killing ten thousand, you can win the crown of the princes of one side and achieve a hegemony.

But these soldiers did not have such grand ideals, they just wanted to live. And Liu Qingmei and Liu Youyao, at this time, they are very much like the high-minded children of the noisy city, with empty blood and ideals, but they can only be trampled under the feet of reality, and they can never raise their heads.

Liu Qingmei's sword already has a gap, it is a good sword with a bright body and sharp edge, just like her. It's just that the tassel hanging on the hilt of the sword ripples with unconcealable tenderness.

Liu Youyao's naked wounded spirit had been soaked in blood, and only the hooked eyes on both sides of the high bridge of his nose told the uneasy feeling in his heart. The hands that were already covered with calluses were now open to flesh. I don't know if it was scratched by the halberd, but because of the excessive force, the old wound was propped up.

They were still a step slower, and if they had killed all the soldiers just now, they would have had a good rest and continued on their way. Although he was caught off guard, he was not annihilated in one fell swoop, but was surrounded by an inch.

The soldiers kept coming forward with torches and halberds to test the depth of the people and the physical strength they had left. Because they know that only if they continue to consume in this way, they can completely drag these two people to death. If it can attract the attention of the advance army, it will be foolproof.

The faces of these soldiers were full of greed, and they looked at Liu Youyao, jealous of his outstanding martial arts cultivation, and hated him for being accompanied by such a stunning beauty. They looked at Liu Qingmei, they were jealous that she was born in an official palace, and they were not beaten by the wind and rain, greedily sucking the virgin body fragrance emanating from her.

How long has it been since I vented, I joined the army, except for every time I go to the county to visit the kiln, where can there be such a good person, you can let them slaughter. The men and women in the kiln are all venting their hearts that cannot be confided in ordinary times.

But you will always get tired, just like you are used to eating coarse tea and light rice, and you will never forget it when you accidentally eat the delicacies of the mountains and seas. The soldiers, as they pressed forward step by step, remembered the unforgettable stay in the camp last night, and the two pink-carved chicks, after being played with by the chief, were rewarded to them.

tossed until dawn, and then wiped the necks of the two dying yellow flower girls and tied them to the wooden spears that rejected the horse. Looking at the empty but unwilling eyes, the soldiers just laughed, ridiculed, and even mocked. Since you have chosen a different path, you can only face such an ending.

But the two women from good families who are waiting for the word boudoir are still looking forward to the day when gongs and drums are noisy and festive, stepping on the embroidered shoes of the lotus step by step, sitting on the big red sedan chair that can only be done once in a lifetime, and going to the place where they will spend the rest of their lives together.

But they could never wait. When these beasts tore off their already thin covers, everything had changed, everything was doomed.

The soldiers who were close to Liu Qingmei unconsciously scratched their crotches, and others couldn't help but laugh when they saw them. Liu Youyao, who was originally restrained, took advantage of this moment to rush towards those soldiers, and smashed the heads of the soldiers who scratched their crotches with one punch, like a watermelon that was smashed open by a punch on the north street of the capital on a summer night.

The soldiers who felt that they were in control of the victory were suddenly enraged. stabbed the halberd in his hand at Liu Youyao. But where are they Liu Youyao's opponents, this man who is nearly nine feet tall, only has a cold look at the dead man in his eyes.

With a clamp of his arm, he clamped the handles of the four or five halberds under his armpit, and the other hand caught the throat of a soldier. There was only a crack of cracking of the throat, and the soldier, whose eyes were frightened and the heat between the two streams burst out, went limped to the ground, scratched weakly with both hands, and was unable to move anymore.

The rest of the soldiers desperately pulled the halberd, trying to pull back this only reliance, but Liu owed his natural divine power, and with a strong pick, the three or four soldiers were picked up and flew away, falling backwards. Liu Qingmei, who was in the side formation, jumped on Liu Youyao's shoulder and jumped with strength.

The reflection against the background of the moonlight is like a fairy falling from the sky, out of the dust. But this fairy can only be watched from a distance, and cannot be blasphemed. When the three or four soldiers landed, Liu Qingmei's long sword came as promised, and with a sword, these six, seven, or eight pairs of tricks could no longer be opened.

Breaking the game is only in a thought.

The two who opened the gap turned the tide of the battle again, and the soldier who thought he was sure of victory fell into deep despair at this time. If it was said that it was initially attacked because of laxity, then this time it was purely because of a hot head, and the victory was handed over to others.

The two of them and a lion began to fight for their lives, although they were occasionally injured, but they became more and more courageous. In this vast world, in front of this Shura Jedi, Liu Qingmei and Liu Youqiao contributed the simplest and most direct "performance" in their lives.

There are no bells and whistles, only step-by-step killing moves, and the moves are deadly.

Time passed, and I don't know when, but the moonlight was in the sky, and it was peering into the land below. The blood stained the yellow sand red again, and flowed down the deep and shallow ravines hidden in it, to the "Shura Jedi".

Finally, when the two were back to back again, shoulder to shoulder, there was no one alive in front of them. But one of the soldiers, seeing that he was not doing well, ran to the north. The hurried run lifted up the yellow sand all over the ground, and Liu Yao took a few steps forward, reaching out to pull a halberd from the chest of a soldier.

Raise your hands and lean back to look at the moon.

With a burst of sound breaking through the air, the halberd pierced the back of the fleeing soldier's heart, nailing him to the yellow sand where he had made a terrible mistake. The soldier twisted his head with difficulty, trying to look back.

I remember when I was a child, the old man said that if you could see the person who did it before you died, you would not fall into the infernal hell and suffer from the ignorant karmic fire. Murder pays for life, as long as you can give your name, it is not a vain death.

It's a pity that the heavens don't fulfill people's wishes.

Before he could turn his head, another halberd pierced the back of his head and shot out of his mouth, nailing him to death in this sinful land. Liu Youyao patted the yellow sand on his hands, and said to Liu Qingmei: "You voted very accurately." ”

The latter halberd was naturally thrown by Liu Qingmei, for some reason, maybe he just didn't want to look at that annoying face anymore. But the soldier was only in his early twenties, his childish face was covered by the vicissitudes of bloodlust, he did not really participate in the siege just now, but he had to die.

This may be the fate of man, which has been predestined for a long time.

Liu Qingmei tore off a piece of his shirt and wiped the blood stains from the long sword. Liu Youyao walked quickly to the sand lion, patted its head, and seemed to say, "It was good just now." At this moment, his eyes were so gentle.

When the long sword with the sword spike was put into the scabbard, it was as black as ink, but in the night sprinkled by the moonlight, the flames that belonged to the world were ignited. The two who had just survived that bloody battle suddenly looked at each other and smiled.

Both of them saw a trace of bitterness in each other's faces, why did this good night have to be ruined like this?

Liu Youyao stroked the mane of the sand lion and soothed it to rest. was about to hurry up to catch up, but was pulled by Liu Qingmei. The muscles soaked in blood were so thick and powerful, and the bulging knots made Liu Qingmei have a sudden illusion.

Withdrawing his hand like an electric shock, Liu Qingmei said softly: "I have a secret order from the lord of the country, so I will go first." You, act on the opportunity. ”

The "you" between the words seemed a little gentle, and the pause of that moment struck Liu Youyao's already cold heart, drawing a shallow "white mark". Liu Youqiao did not continue to move forward, but looked at the fireworks in the distance and narrowed his eyes.

Is he aware of it, or is he recuperating, or is he looking forward to the next big war? The retracted gaze unsurprisingly fell on Liu Qingmei. Rao himself didn't expect that the two people, who were on guard everywhere and were tense, would have this kind of tacit understanding of secret feelings.

Liu Yau lowered his head and smiled lightly, he hadn't smiled so sincerely for a long time. He pretended to be insidious with his rickety body, and he paid too much to hide people's eyes and ears. He has never shown his true face, only this time, in front of this woman, without reservation.

Liu Qingmei walked forward slowly, and Liu Youyao also moved forward with the pace after a short pause. At this moment, an illusion rose in his heart. That is, if you don't follow, you may never see it again.

He left his hometown for many years, from Hou Zhou to Hou Tang, to complete the ideal that did not belong to him. Because of the hope of the Chinese people, the shackles on the body are particularly heavy. But it didn't happen overnight, but now, he could temporarily let go of the shackles and follow the original goodness.

When the two of them stood in the yellow sand of the night breeze one after the other, under the flickering firelight was a group of cavalry who had arrived belatedly. The reason why it is said that it is long overdue is that this group of cavalry came too coincidentally, and it seems that they have been waiting for a long time not far away, and the battle is over here, so they come over without hurry.

The leader of the cavalry had a handsome face, and stood out from the crowd of crooked melons and cracked dates. Neither side spoke first, but Liu Qingmei smelled the killing intent from the breath of the person in charge.