The people around him left him one by one, and those who were familiar and strange turned into smoke in this war.

Meng Yining and Le Yi were back to back, the battlefield was full of flesh and blood, and brains were splashed.

The spring breeze blows in the face, the ears are ringing and the throat is hoarse.

"Don't retreat!"

"Kill!"

The slashing of the arm continued into the night, the Xia army roared in despair, Yan Rong never stepped into the second gate of the old palace, and the snowflake-like battle reports kept coming.

There were heavy casualties on both sides, and Meng Yining would not say anything more if she retreated, she faced twenty or thirty enemies alone, and there was already a stumbling ghost in front of her.

The fatigue of the night made her ears unable to hear the words of others shouting, and the whole person gradually became paralyzed, and the center of her feet became more and more unstable, and she couldn't hold on.

Hearing Le Yi roar, Meng Yining suddenly felt a burst of warmth in her lower abdomen, and looked down in a daze, an enemy's scimitar poked into her body, she took two steps back in a daze, and unconsciously put the sword across her chest, and her eyes became darker and darker, like the night when she couldn't see her fingers.

Suddenly, she was thrown into a warm embrace, and it was Le Yi who caught her who was crumbling.

"Am I going to die?" She couldn't see, and she couldn't seem to hear anyone else. She could only feel the anxiety of the person behind her, she grabbed his clothes and muttered, "Will I die?" Le Yi ...... Le Yi ......"

"I'm ......" she didn't know if it was her own auditory hallucination, and the familiar voice came to her ears.

He took her fierce Fire Spirit Sword, hugged her and handed it to the Imperial Doctor. Meng Yining was seriously injured and fainted, is he going to die? She still has a lot to say.

For my sister, for Gu Zi'an, for Jing Chi, and for Le Yi, why couldn't I move all of a sudden. Her eyes gradually lost their sparkle, and she was at the mercy of others like a delicate doll. It seems that someone's tears fell on the girl's face, but they didn't know whose it was. Meng Yining is afraid of death, how can she not be afraid of death, everything is pretended to be strong, who doesn't want to be a little girl hiding in the arms of others? Her thoughts drifted to no avail, and she was saddened.

The remnant sun in the distance is like a glow, and life and death are in tears.

The sunset over the long river in Beiyang is like quicksand passing through the fingers. She still has unfinished careers and tasks, she hasn't looked at the hall where her sister got married, she has been separated from Le Yi for too long, and she hasn't sat on the wild to enjoy the sun, moon and stars.

What about Le Yi, she wants to meet him......

It hurts......

The spring rain should be sencha, and the begonias should be accompanied by wine, but they don't want to be stabbed through their bodies in the spring rain. She was unwilling, and many people flashed in her mind, many things, the huge Beiyang Palace, the warm Shizi's Mansion, the Lotus Niangniang Temple in Chengping, and the General's Mansion in Baiyue as a child.

The ambition is unpaid, she is unwilling!

Le Yi's roar was like a lit arsenal, the sunset was brilliant, the sword flowers were flying, and his spirit was not consumed. Scarlet eyes, thunderous flags, the red snake carries the hatred and unwillingness of the master, flying sand and stones, shining brightly, turning over the river and the sea in the crowd, seizing the soul. The man was visibly outright enraged, and he saw that the girl he was guarding was being cut through the body with a scimitar.

The girl's hot blood and tears fell on the palm of his hand and burned to his chest.

Jing Chi guarded Meng Yining's side, she fell into a deep coma, the imperial doctor applied a needle to bandage, the needle had not yet penetrated into the skin, and Meng Yining's whole person opened her eyes instantly. She looked at Jing Chi and then at the palace, her throat dry and unable to speak.

"Are you awake?"

Meng Yining struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his lips and teeth, "Let me out...... They're coming...... "That's what she thought was her first instinct, she remembered fighting hard and still being defeated.

Now that she wakes up, she has no time to be sentimental, she wants to turn over and get out of bed, but her whole body doesn't seem to be her own, and she doesn't have a trace of strength. Meng Yining looked at Jing Chi with some horror, "I'...... What's wrong with me? Ah......h

"You're hurt." Jing Chi personally brought a bowl of water and fed it. Meng Yining's throat gradually lubricated, she snorted, and spoke much more comfortably, "What about Le Yi?" ”

"Outside the Ninomiya Gate."

The girl looked at her uncompetitive body, and resolutely wanted to get up, but was pressed back by Jing Chi.

Her eyes were dark, and she fainted again.

The tearing lasted for a day and a night, and Yan Rong didn't expect that Great Xia would have such combat effectiveness. It's not the Xia army who fights against it, it's the Xia people! It's the Xia people who have lived here for generations! The heat wave flies, the waves roll, and the black and red correspondingly.

Le Yi led five hundred soldiers and civilians to resist the attack again and again, and in the end, there were less than eighty warriors left beside him, calm and calm, numb without joy or sorrow.

In the past, the governor of Junzhou was like a sea, flowers were like brocade, the girls were leisurely, the young people were dancing, and everything was like a world away.

In the vast sea of blood, Le Yi's dark clothes couldn't see how many small wounds on his body there were.

The wind is free and easy, and the rainbow hits the waves.

He looked back at the palace with the closed gate closed, and didn't know what happened to Meng Yining? When he first met her, he was shocked, and at Jing Zheng's birthday banquet, there was a small smile on his face, and at first glance, he had something bad in his heart.

Later, it was really interesting to get along with her, the girl was rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and sometimes she looked like a hedgehog covered in thorns, and spoke very aggressively and sarcastically. If she is cared for by others, she must be a delicate naughty young lady who can't marry a famous family who can't break through the threshold, and now she has become a warrior, killing people without blinking, not chaotic in danger, and looking down on life and death. This should not have been borne by her, forbearance and kindness, loyalty and courage, like burning coals.

The lonely figure, the sword flashed, and the thousands of scenery in the world could not compare to the eyebrows of the girl reflected by the cold sword.

Le Yi stood alone under the city gate, brave and brave, blocking thousands of troops.

Yan Rong was frightened, trembling slightly and not daring to take a step forward. Le Yi's martial arts are superb, and a weapon in his hand can exert unexpected effects in his hands.

At the moment of the bright moon, the man was bold and courageous, his furious hair rushed to the crown, and his eyes narrowed like dangerous beasts. The enemy, who was not afraid of death, rushed up, and with a bloody sword, he was clean and sharp.

Le Yi stood in place, invincible under the short sword and long whip.

The wind and clouds were surging, Junzhou was dead silent, and the cold swords of the Great Xia soldiers shone in the air.

Great Xia, there is no one left.