With the reawakening of the sleeping hatred, this time is no longer the same as in the past, those former beauty and fetters are insignificant at this moment, of course, this is for Shu He.

However, in Guan Duyuan's heart, there was still a past, but the things that happened in the past are indelible. Therefore, he deeply understands that at this moment, the world has collapsed and he has lost everything.

All their thoughts were in the wind, and the two of them ran to the Shensha Pass before stopping.

Anger crept up into her eyes little by little, and the look was like a flame, burning fiercely. Even though the two had to fight each other with swords, he still didn't want to hurt her in the slightest, he could do without anything, but he couldn't do without her.

Even if she forced him to be angry and did not hesitate to use lies to deceive, he believed her from beginning to end!

He said, "Girl, I know what kind of person you are, you won't do that, I believe you!" If you fight with me, it can relieve the hatred in your heart, it can make you let go of all these abrasive grievances and grievances, and it can take back your curse, I, fight with you! ”

A smile finally appeared on her face, what kind of smile was it, he couldn't tell, he just made him look like a knife.

He looked up at the sky, which was still sunny in the morning, but now it was cloudy and uncertain. He laughed at himself in his heart - is that so? Look at her again, take a look at it if you can!

The wind blew, pulling up her long hair without dragging the mud and water, messy and charming, and his eyes were never willing to look away for half a moment.

The breeze is blowing, the sword qi is attacking, this vast sand pass is full of bleak and desolate meaning, which is very inconsistent with this season.

The long sword flew out like the wind, and a shining silver light pierced the sky, heading for Guan Duyuan's throat. Guan Duyuan turned sideways, dodged this sword qi, and took out the sword with her backhand, but before the sword arrived, she felt the sword break through the wind. She was agitated, leaning back, close to the horse's back, the sword slashed, she got up, the two of them had staggered a few meters, their backs to each other. At the same time, he turned around, raised his sword and leveled his chest, and stabbed the person in front of him to the vital point, there was no way to retreat, he looked for the time crookedly, and the two of them stretched out their hands to hold the reins at the same time, grasping each other's shoulders. His strength prevailed, and he lifted the person whole, and at that moment, she shook her arms, broke free from the restraints, and flew into the sky, the human sword was one, and the sword qi raged, cutting a crack on the ground, and the dust flew, and half of the sky was darkened. He Zhen and Jingyu chased after him, wrapped in the flying dust, and his breath was stiff.

With a "ding" sound, he caught the tip of her sword with a horizontal sword, the sword was too powerful, her sword bent and slashed away from his sword, and then a silver flower was drawn. He felt that the person above his head was about to draw out his sword body, worried that she would slip off, and the force was on the hilt of the sword, throwing it up, she had lost her balance, and with the help of his external force, she flipped in mid-air, and landed firmly on his sword hilt, taking advantage of this gap, she flashed the sword light in her wrist, and the thunderbolt flew quickly, the sword turned with her wrist, and a cold light slashed directly at his left arm.

Jing Yu and Guan Duyuan, who had just leaned out of the dust and smoke, watched the person in the air, and stabbed a sword into Guan Duyuan's left arm, and Guan Duyuan spent all his energy on the sword raised above his head, for fear that the person on the sword would lose his balance if he was unstable. Shocked and worried, the two slowly leaned over.

The sword plunged into his arm, and as if he didn't feel pain, he looked at the place where the sword had stabbed it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yes, he laughed, the kind of laugh that was liberated, and he said in his heart: "As long as you can not hate, let alone a sword, a thousand swords can be cut!" ”

When the sword in her hand really pierced into his arm, her heart ached, and all hatred stopped like flowing water at this moment. Blood soaked his arm, his white shirt was dyed crimson, she began to panic, her hand began to tremble, the hilt of the sword in her hand did not know whether it was better to hold it or let go, she could not believe that she had killed the person she loved the most.

She didn't dare to think, she didn't dare to look, she couldn't believe it was real. She thought she was only left with hatred!

In a panic, she gradually lost her balance, and when she almost fell, Guan Duyuan let go of the sword in her hand, and her fingers tactfully forced, and the sword that was out of her hand flew out, and then regardless of the wound on her left hand, she caught her with one hand who fell out of control.

She didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and when she lost her mind, she fell into his arms. It was still so familiar with the taste, still so warm in the chest, but she didn't have the courage to reach out and hug him.

The person you love is close, but you don't have the courage to hug!

The long sword was still pierced in his left hand, and just now, the sword pierced in a few more points, and he gritted his teeth and endured the pain. He frowned slightly, all in her eyes, and she tried to reach out to check his wound, but at this time Jingyu and He Zhen also arrived, and she hurriedly retracted her hand, broke free from his arms, and flew back to her horse.

Jingyu hurriedly checked Guan Duyuan's wounds, and shouted "General" in distress, Guan Duyuan pulled his sword from his arm and said to Jingyu, "It's okay!" ”

When she was just panicking, she forgot to withdraw her sword, she watched him draw his own sword, and as soon as he used his strength, the sword came out, and a stream of dazzling blood flew out with the tip of the sword. The blood splattered very high, sprinkled far away, and fell to the ground, instantly sucked up by the dust, leaving only a little dust of a different color.

She looked at the little bit of dust of different colors on the ground, and she could see it. She looked back at the battlefield and asked herself, "Is this what you want?" There was no answer, there was only endless pain, and at this moment, she thought, maybe she had done something wrong again.

Looking at the sky overhead, the dark clouds were rolling and the heavy rain was coming, she thought, I hope there will be a blue sky after the heavy rain.

Guan Duyuan pulled out his sword and didn't throw it, his own sword had already flown out several meters away, stuck obliquely on the ground. He thought he could live without the sword, but she couldn't, and even if she was using it to cut herself, he was willing to return the sword to her.

He rubbed his sword against his clean clothes, wiped away the blood, shouted "catch" at her, and threw it back to her. She caught the sword with teary eyes, at that moment, her body began to tear, and the past was replayed one by one, their past was all in the past, and all the hatred had collapsed when the sword pierced into his body.

However, she still didn't have the courage to return to him. She felt that they had no future, that she had lost so much to him and that he had lost himself, that there was no way back what had been lost, and that even if they tried to forget everything, it was impossible to go back to a time when nothing had happened.

She shook the sword in her hand with all her might, and the blade of the sword plunged straight into the wall at the pass. She glanced back at him, flew towards him, and pulled the hairpin from his head with the gesture of a flower; The toes fell lightly on his shoulders, and then he flew up in mid-air, and the toes flew up the city wall with the sword that had been inserted into the wall.

Three thousand green silks were messy in the wind, and finally fell on his shoulders, sad and heartbroken. In fact, what is hanging down is not only green silk?

He brushed away the messy hair that covered his eyes, and he looked at her eagerly and fearfully.

She landed on the city wall, turned sideways, looked at the territory of Dayuan on the left, and looked at the homeland of Beiwan on the right, and the soldiers of the two countries on the homeland were still fighting. She really didn't want to see war anymore, no matter what country the soldiers were, she didn't want to see them die.

With all her strength, she hissed and roared, "Stop! But no one could hear her, and at this moment, she was so powerless.

When He Zhen saw her flying up the city wall, a bad premonition came over him, and she shouted so loudly that he was very uneasy, and he couldn't care too much, and he immediately made a truce gesture to the soldiers on the lookout.

Mingjin withdrew his troops, and all the soldiers put away their weapons and looked this way. Seeing that his general was injured, Chen Tong led all the soldiers to surround Guan Duyuan. Chilian Po also led the army to rush over, and when he saw the people on the city wall roaring like crazy demons, he knew that it was really the princess of the former dynasty.

Shu He roared as hard as he could on the city wall, like a madman, and the sound of "stop, don't fight again" echoed in every corner of Shensha Pass.

Guan Duyuan's current situation is not optimistic, but he doesn't care about his injuries, he flies away, with the help of that sword, and flies up the city wall, not daring to approach her, looking at her with the kind of eyes that plead with her.

When she noticed that he was coming with her, she became even more emotionally uncontrollable, and yelled at him, "Why are you coming up?" Don't come, stay away from me, don't come! ”

Guan Duyuan stood in place and didn't dare to move, the blood on his left arm kept flowing down, and his feet were soon stained red with a large piece of land. The pain kept him awake, and his left arm didn't feel like his own, he didn't care, all he cared about was the fear that she would hurt herself.

The black clouds rolled, and the wind swept and flew with their hair. Her heart swept like this frenzied wind, and she didn't seem to know who she was.

She asked him, "Tell me, who am I, Shuhe or Hedi?" ”

Guan Duyuan froze in place, and all the answers turned into three words, "I'm sorry!" ”