Qiu Yinong stood on the palace wall and watched the man's body fall.

The hem of the black garment fluttered, falling constantly among the white snowflakes, and she felt that it was like a black feather, blown by the wind, and it could not stop the wind from carrying him away.

I hope that this wind can also take away Zhan Yu, take away his soul, and take away his life.

When the man fell on the snow, countless snowflakes were raised around him, and he lay there straight, his body open, and the blood kept gushing out of his chest, staining the snow red.

But his eyes were open, and Qiu Yinong saw that the man was looking at the snow in the sky and smiling.

The smile was so peaceful, in the end, there was a sudden pain in her heart, and the pain flowed through her body like lightning, from the limbs, and finally disappeared, as if it was just an illusion of hers.

"Did you see that? He's not dead yet!! King Shura slowly landed beside her, raised one hand, sleeve flying, and finally crossed in front of him, sideways to watch the battle emperor fall into the snow.

The man's tone has a very subtle deep meaning, and there is an incomprehensible evil charm between them.

Qiu Yi's thick eyes looked at the people below with heavy eyes, the long sword in his hand dragged beside him, and the blood hanging down from the long sword flowed down from Zhan Yu's body, falling at her feet drop by drop, and she could almost hear the sound of blood dripping down.

"I'll go down and deal with it." Qiu Yinong nodded coldly, and now her heart is cold.

If you want to die, you must die!!

The man lying in the snow didn't know what he was thinking, the smile on his face just now gradually froze, and it turned into the most struggling look on his face, and he suddenly clutched his chest to get up from the snow.

Blood poured out and stained his hands red, and the man struggled to get up, but fell to the snow again due to great pain.

And so on and so forth, until he had no strength and his hands were covered with blood.

King Shura stood there, watching for a long time, and he didn't know why, the man actually sighed softly: "His sense of survival is really strong, ordinary people have been injured so badly, they have already lost their breath." ”

Qiu Yinong looked at Zhan Yu, hooked the corners of his lips and sneered coldly: "Everyone in this world always has unfinished wishes, he wants to live, how can I let him live?" ”

As he spoke, he wanted to jump down with the sword in his hand and cut off the battle royal, but his hand was pulled by the man next to him.

"Don't go down, someone's coming." The man's eyes hidden behind the mask narrowed rapidly, looking at the surging crowd, the torches illuminated the Suzaku Gate, like day, and there were countless people coming.

Qiu Yinong raised his eyes and looked over, and saw the black guards running towards here, Baiyuan and Zhou Qingqing, who were walking in the front, swept over, and followed closely behind, although the light skills were not as good as Baiyuan, but they were also running over quickly.

"How can she still have light skills?" Qiu Yinong took a step forward, and his face was very gloomy.

She obviously took Sangong San, this person's martial arts should have been abolished, why now, she still has light skills, looking at her in such a hurry, it seems that she is very anxious.

The change of thought made Qiu Yinong stunned.