"It's not ......" came out with a small retort, a trembling and revolt in his voice.

When Bai Zixiao heard this voice, he looked at the soldier and asked indifferently, "Again, this overlord didn't hear it." ”

When the soldier heard Bai Zixiao speak like this, his heart felt like a fire was choking, and he wanted to burst out all of them. He took a deep breath, his eyes slowly closed, and then he resisted loudly as if he didn't want to ignore it: "No, we're not useless things. ”

"Say it again." Bai Zixiao continued to speak.

"No, we're not useless." The soldier immediately resisted, his voice full of anger.

Then, as if burned by fire, the other soldiers began to erupt, and everyone resisted in anger as if they had made an appointment in advance.

"We're not useless."

"We're not useless."

"We're not useless."

The voices of the soldiers mixed with anger surged like monstrous flames, and for a moment, around the high platform was the roar of the 500,000-strong army, the roar of the soul.

Listening to these voices, the smile on the corner of Bai Zixiao's lips became more and more bewitching, and he raised his hand to attach it to his lips, signaling the 500,000 army to shut up, and the voice dissipated in an instant, without a trace of delay.

"Since you have spoken so, the Lord has believed you once. But the most effective lesson is pain, take out your weapons, remember with pain and blood what you just said, you are not useless. ”

Bai Zixiao's voice was as indifferent as ever, but it made it impossible for the 500,000 army not to surrender.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, axes, hooks, etc., the soldiers had a variety of weapons in their hands, but the hands holding the weapons were the same with the same perseverance and perseverance. Death and self-esteem made these soldiers desperate to prove themselves, and Bai Zixiao's words gave them a moment to vent in this moment.

The moment the weapon slashed through the palms, the soldiers felt pain, but at the same time, an indescribable emotion surrounded them. The horror of the night faded away, replaced by a leap of eagerness to show one's abilities.

They want to prove it, they want to prove it urgently.

Blood dripped on the ground and stained the land red, and the smell of blood filled the air with a breath that resembled death, but also seemed to regain life.

"Swear by blood, heaven and earth as proof." Bai Zixiao spoke again at this time, and the cold voice reached the ears of all the soldiers, like a guide, and like a guide.

At the same time, the 500,000-strong army raised their hands and allowed the blood to run rampant and the pain spread. They faced Bai Zixiao, as if they wanted him to see the determination and firmness of their people.

"Swear by blood, heaven and earth as proof." The voices of the soldiers were like thunder that shook the sky, so determined that the wind and rain retreated, as if they were frightened.

Hearing this voice, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but stand up, looking around at Yiqiē, her gaze was long and quiet. Finally, she looked at the long, jade white purple flute, staring at his back, her eyes with a fluctuating luster.

This is her man.

A man who will let her conquer her forever, whether emotionally, competently, or otherwise.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, he is a demon who kills, but at least at this moment, in her eyes, in the eyes of this army of half a million, he is a god.

"Mo'er, come here." Bai Zixiao turned around suddenly, looking at Hua Qingmo, and there was a trace of lightness like flowing water in her dark and dark eyes. He stretched out his hand to Hua Qingmo, and his white and slender five fingers revealed a pure white and clean light.

At this time, Hua Qingmo was completely involuntary, and her feet were not controlled at all and approached Bai Zixiao. She attached her hand to his, and held it tightly, and there was an abnormal beating in the place of her heart.

"Mo'er, look at the front of you and remember it for me. Rather than conquer others with power, it is better to conquer their hearts first, and although the Lord disdains this, how to make other people's things his own depends on what those things desire. Bai Zixiao attached to Hua Qingmo's ear, and her voice remained indifferent.

Looking at the soldiers in front of her, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but nod: "The person these soldiers should want in their hearts is already you." ”

"Mo'er of this overlord is really smart." Bai Zixiao reached out and stroked Hua Qingmo's soft and smooth long hair, and her voice was cold but like appreciation. Then, he looked into the distance, his dark eyes like the infinitely expanding darkness of the night, strange to the extreme.

Sitting back on the chaise longue, Bai Zixiao hugged Hua Qingmo's emaciated body, her chin was on top of her head, and her free hand was still caressing the back of her hand. And Hua Qingmo obediently stayed in Bai Zixiao's arms, letting his movements be completely different from his usual calm and calm appearance.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Zixiao's eyes looked at Situ Xin, and the indifferent voice continued: "King Liang, this 500,000 army should be more brave than before, and the prince should be treated well." ”

"Nine thousand years old is like this, this king is really willing to bow down." Situ Xin stood up suddenly, and the dark blue python robe on his body deepened and deepened as he moved. He walked in front of Bai Zixiao, his gaze was extremely deep, and the sunlight attached to him, but it seemed that it could not drive away the heavy darkness on his body at all.

"......Poof", Situ Xin suddenly knelt down, and the sound of kneeling on the ground was abnormal, startling Hua Qingmo, and also the Yun Xie, Mao'er and others standing around the high platform.

"Nine thousand years old, Situ Xingan is a subordinate, respect you as the master, I don't want a quarter of the country that Princess Xiao said, I just want to serve for nine thousand years old now, and I won't be the prince who is always threatened." Situ Xin looked at Bai Zixiao, his voice full of determination. After saying that, he lowered his head and looked extremely respectful.

Looking at him like this, Hua Qingmo couldn't help but think of a sentence.

When a person truly surrenders to others, his legs will automatically kneel down, regardless of dignity, fear, or anything else, just because of respect in his heart.

"King Liang can think clearly, the Lord of the Governor has always done things according to his preferences, maybe one day he is in a bad mood, and King Liang's life will be wasted on the torture of the Lord of the Governor." Bai Zixiao looked at Situ Xin, his voice was indifferent but seemed to have a hint of reminder.

For this, Situ Xin just smiled faintly. He raised his head, looked at Bai Zixiao, and said firmly: "Even if I die of torture at the age of nine thousand, I will never complain." ”

"Okay, since King Liang has said so, then the Lord of the Governor will naturally not be polite, King Liang still stood up and sat back in place, lest the guests look at you like this and have doubts in their hearts, and it would be a pity to stir up a good show." Bai Zixiao didn't look at Situ Xin again, his eyes just stared at the back of Hua Qingmo's hand, and the haze in his eyes was thick and weird. The movements in his hands increased slightly, and a trace of murderous intent seemed to emerge from his slightly pursed thin lips.

The pain on the back of her hand made Hua Qingmo puzzle in her heart, she looked up at Bai Zixiao, and then held his hand.

"It hurts." Hua Qingmo opened her mouth gently, and her voice was extremely flat.

"It hurts." Bai Zixiao repeated what Hua Qingmo had just said, and there seemed to be a trace of trance in her indifferent voice. His hand quickly moved from Hua Qingmo's hand to her chin, his fingers picked up her chin, and kissed it completely regardless of the scene at this time.

This action made Hua Qingmo's eyes widen suddenly, she looked at a pair of eyes close at hand, and the deep darkness made her suddenly forget about struggling, forgetting to resist, and forgetting all the qiē.

After the surrounding Yun Xie and the others were stunned for a moment, they all turned around, and Situ Xin saw that Bai Zixiao's subordinates were so calm and calm, so he thought of this kind of scene that they were afraid to see often, and immediately turned sideways with each other.

The gentle kiss seemed to spread out on her lips, and gradually penetrated into Hua Qingmo's consciousness. The touch on her lips was like a continuous spring rain, with warmth and tenderness, enveloping her bit by bit, and then leading her to a deep fall from which she could not extricate herself.

At this time, Hua Qingmo's mind suddenly recalled a sentence she had read a long time ago, which was her favorite sentence when she was still Hua Qingning.

It is true that there are irreparable sins in the world, but there is absolutely no one who cannot be loved.

At first, I just thought it was right, so I liked it. And suddenly remembered that it was because this sentence was very similar to me.

"In broad daylight, can the nine thousand years old pay attention to his own behavior?" A familiar voice suddenly came, and Hua Qingmo couldn't help but look sideways. The few people who slowly walked towards the high platform made her a little surprised. At this time, there was a sudden pain in her lips, and she immediately looked at Bai Zixiao, but suddenly found that there was a hint of joy in his eyes that she had never seen before.

Such a scene made Hua Qingmo stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but hold Bai Zixiao's hand, as if no one was responding to him.

Seeing Hua Qingmo like this, a trace of killing intent appeared on Situ Heng's face, and when he was about to step forward to stop the two, the cat and the green fox quickly blocked him.

"Lord Xi, when my master and Jiuqian-seoul are intimate, they don't like to be disturbed, so if they don't get used to it, they won't watch it." The cat looked at Situ Heng with cold eyes, and there was no trace of respect in her indifferent words. There are only two people who can make her voice respectful, and that is Hua Qingmo and Bai Zixiao. When she speaks to others, she won't be respectful.

"The prince of the west is also a person with a wife and children, presumably he should know the feelings of the depths of love, the nine thousand years old and the master have never disturbed the prince of the west, and please don't disturb the prince of the west." The green fox was completely surprised by Mao'er and the others at this time, not only did she not show her hobby, but she also spoke sternly, which really frightened the surrounding Youyun Sixteen Riders and the brocade guards who were harassed by the green fox.

Listening to the words of the cat and the green fox, Situ Heng's beautiful face was full of gloom. He stared at the two of them who were grinding their ears and temples, and their affection was abnormal, and the darkness of hatred lingered in his eyes.

But soon, Bai Zixiao let go of Hua Qingmo, but the hands of the two were still tightly entangled.

Looking at the sudden Situ Heng, Situ Yuanche, Hua Minzhi, Pei Tianyou and King Ningjun, Bai Zixiao only slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled bewitchingly: "Today is really lively, how do you suddenly come here?" ”

"This should be the king's question of nine thousand years old, right? Nine thousand years old and the rebel lord His Royal Highness King Liang, how is this? ”