The back hit the ground, the numb pain spread little by little along the nerve endings throughout the body, the hand bones were almost twisted, Chu Ziyi's eyes reflected the sky, and there was a moment of dizziness in front of him.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! There was Zoe's anxious shouting, and Qingyue's guqin sound.

The sound of the guqin.

There seemed to be a face in front of him, cold and stunning, like a white lotus on the Tianshan Mountain, unstained with lead dust.

The sound of the piano is like water, flowing clearly, like the water droplets under the eaves after the rain dripping into the puddle, rippling the moon shadow of the night, drifting away the flowing clouds, and the tips of willow leaves falling on the water surface, carrying the floating load and sinking, floating away.

The rhythm of the sound is thin, and suddenly it turns low, like a lonely cold night, in the mist and cold, the grass tips bring dew, the insects chirp, the shallow wind blows through the flowing clouds, and the true qi surging in the muscles and veins seems to be smoothed out, and the manic internal force calms down, and is pulled by the sound of the piano to gather in the dantian.

The shaking picture was clear again, and it was not the cold and stunning face in front of him, but the hideous face of the big man with blood.

"Drink!" Henco picked up the hammer and was about to smash it down.

Chu Ziyi's pupils shrank violently, and Zoe over there called out miserably, "Your Majesty-"

Above the castle tower, Forget Xi plucked the strings violently, and the force shook the aftermath, and the blood-colored sound blade broke through the air.

When the hammer in Dahan's hand was about to fall, Chu Ziyi's internal force was condensed in his palm and swarmed out, Dahan was shocked and took a few steps back, and his back waist hit the sound blade that Wangxi hit head-on.

The skin that the sharpest sword blade could not pierce, was cut by the sound blade, and the big man fell to the ground in a daze, the hammer in his hand smashed on the ground and made a dull knocking sound, and a pair of eyes were still wide open, staring at Chu Ziyi opposite him.

Chu Ziyi got up from the ground, picked up the broken sword that fell on the ground on his toes, and threw it hard, without the internal force to protect his body, this time the big man was easily penetrated by the broken sword through his throat, and the red blood slid over the hilt of the sword and dripped on the sand.

It's completely dead.

The generals of the vassal states looked at each other, and the scene fell into a brief silence for a while.

Chu Ziyi gasped a few times, didn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, stepped on the back of the big man, and drank, "Whoever wants to enter this Langya City today will step on my corpse!" ”

The kings who had been on the battlefield looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The wind swept across the battlefield, and the black and oppressive million heroes under the city tower were like a surging wave, about to submerge the small island of Langya City, and the flag was rolling in the dust waves, and a wisp of lonely smoke hung straight in the sky.

That year,

Above the city tower, a song of piano sounds in the mountains and rivers, and her white clothes and silver yarn have become a myth.

Under the city tower, a sword monarch is a Yiren, and he writes a legend in black.

The drums of war beat again and again, and thunder struck everyone's hearts.

When the kings of all countries raised their swords in their hands and gave the order to kill, millions of heroes poured in like a tide, and the horse's hooves thundered, as if the mountains and rivers were trembling.

The army of the state of Chu fought with the coalition army, and there was a bang, and the blood was colored, and it swept the battlefield, and the yellow sand under his feet had been dyed muddy red, and the fallen corpses quickly piled up.

But what is the concept of a million heroes?

Most of the soldiers of the Chu State have fallen, but not even a small gap has been formed in the military formation arranged by the coalition forces.

The ten fingers of the forgotten stroking the qin were already bloodstained, and the body of the qin was full of blood.

"Zheng—"

After a piercing sound, the strings of the charred black phoenix-tailed guqin snapped, cutting deep wounds on her fingertips.

Her eyes, which had always been cold and waveless, were also red with blood, the blood beads dripping from her fingertips turned into streamers, her five fingers converged into the shape of a lotus flower, the knot seal was flipped, and thousands of silver threads spread from under her feet, time seemed to be exquisite at that moment, the swords that slashed at each other, the horse's hooves raised high, the soldiers who fell seriously injured, and the flying snow that fell in the air all stopped at that moment.

He muttered Sanskrit silently, and the seal in his palm overflowed with one spell after another dragging the tail of the streamer.

It was as if countless hands appeared on the battlefield, holding up the soldiers of the Chu State and gathering them into a ball of light.

Chu Ziyi was on horseback, his pupils fluttering, witnessing everything that happened, but his body was completely uncontrollable and frozen.

When he and the war horse under him were about to be wrapped in the big ball of light, he jumped down from the city tower and landed in front of his horse's head, the seal on the palm of his hand was not scattered, but the dazzling red could already be seen in the silver light, showing that the master was almost unable to support it.

She looked at him for the first time and smiled, the corners of her mouth were very shallow, but it was gentle enough for the years to come, "This is Gu Yue's business, you shouldn't get involved......"

"But, I'm happy. Thank you ......."

His body had completely melted into the ball of light, and she stepped lightly on the horse's head, and the blood gushing out of her ten fingers melted into the silver filaments she pulled, and the sky seemed to darken in an instant, and the falling snowflakes were no longer flawless white, but frightening red.

The quaint and mysterious pattern slowly climbed up her cheeks, and the corners of her eyes were excessively red, as if she would cry blood in the next moment, but a flower slowly bloomed at the end of her eyes.

"No————" Chu Ziyi finally broke free from the forbidden, let out a terrible shout, and his body that rushed over was blocked by the invisible barrier.

"Kacha-" The surface began to crack, the previous spell failed, and all those who had been stopped moving were free, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they were full of despair.

The cracks in the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and many soldiers were too late to run backwards, and fell into the cracks, and their horses, chariots, and chariots all fell.

"Run, run!" There was fear in this heart-rending roar.

With the gate of Langya City as the boundary, a hole wider than the moat was opened.

"Boom—" It was the mountains in the distance that broke at the waist, blocking the way for the army to retreat.

The princes and kings didn't care about the emperor's etiquette, and knelt on the ground in embarrassment, shouting, "Holy Venerable spare your life, Holy Venerable spare your life, we don't dare to offend Gu Yue again!" ”

A snowflake fell on the eyelids of Wangxi, melted, and turned into blood-colored droplets of water sliding down, as if it was a drop of blood tears, her head was full of green silk in the scorching cold wind, and she was lined with a pair of blood-colored cold eyes, and her face was full of charms, like a ghost.

"Gu Yue deserves to die," she said, her voice ghostly without a trace of warmth, "but that is also the country I protect!" It's not your turn to trample! ”

The power of the seal on his hand skyrocketed, and the black clouds swept up like a tsunami, and a bright light appeared in the depths of the black clouds, which inexplicably reminded people of the words "Buddha's light shines".

It's just that in the bright light, a black giant sword slowly poked out, and on the body of the sword was a dark red rune similar to the one floating around Forget.

The sword had no edge, but it made people feel fear from the depths of their souls.

A well-informed military advisor shouted, "The Sword of Imperial Power, that is the Sword of Imperial Power that can cut off the dragon veins!" ”、

When the dragon vein is broken, it is time for a country to run out of climate.

The kings who came this time began to regret why they had come to Guyue this time.

"Lord Shengzun, if all the countries are exhausted, this war-torn world, I don't know when we will be able to unify and dawn, I don't know what year and month we can look forward to a prosperous era! Please think twice! "Some fell on the ground and wept bitterly.

"I'm willing to cede twenty cities to Gu Yue, and ask the Holy Venerable to open up!"

"Lord Shengzun, my Li country has made offerings to Gu Yue every year, this war is not my original intention, Li country is weak, I can't help it......"

"Lord Saint ......"

There was a cry and scorched smoke.

There was a moment of confusion in the bottom of his eyes.

A general was not far from Wangxi, and seeing that she was a little shaken, he secretly set up a bow and arrow, and an arrow with a thousand powers shot at Wangxi with the sound of the wind breaking through the air, piercing his heart.

"Forget it-" Chu Ziyi slammed the enchantment that protected the Chu army, and wanted to get out, but the hand that clenched his fist was already a blur of flesh and blood, and the enchantment was still not loosened.

"Uh......" Forget Xi lowered her eyes to look at the blood hole in her chest, and a large stream of blood gushed out of her mouth, and the arrow was so powerful that it pierced her chest and shot far away.

"Haha, demon girl, suffer death!" The general who released the arrows laughed wildly and beckoned to his soldiers, "Shoot me the arrows and shoot that demon girl into a sieve for me!" ”

The landslides and cracks stopped, and the frightened soldiers still had weak legs, and one by one they bent their bows and arrows to aim at the culprit who had nearly killed them.

The overwhelming feather arrows shot at Wangxi, and her bloodstained lips curled strangely, "You are the ones who beg me for mercy, and you are the ones who want to kill me......"

Time stood still again, the feather arrows frozen in the air, the frightened wide-eyed princes and soldiers, and the stunned Chu Ziyi......

Forget Xi's body rose into the air, the seal in his hand was fiercely pressed, and the black and red giant sword hanging in the black cloud finally fell, the sky collapsed, the ground cracked, and the crying was endless.

But the voices were far away from her.

Her body became very light, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.

I'm sorry, Master, I can't guard Gu Yue and Jun Mountain for you anymore......

Forget Xi thought that she was dead, she had caused such a heavy killing, I was afraid that the eighteen layers of hell would be light.

But when she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar bamboo house, bamboo couch, bookcase, and low table were all the same as those on Jun Mountain.

"Master......" trembled, but it was Chu Ziyi who pushed the door in, and he was also holding a bowl of medicine in his hand.

The scene was somewhat similar to the first time I saw him, but now she was bedridden.

"I ...... Not dead? She sniffed in a hoarse voice.

Chu Ziyi's hands trembled uncontrollably, and the medicine bowl was broken on the ground, and he walked to the front of the couch with an arrow, stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly, "It's good that you can wake up, it's good ......"

Forget Xi let him hold her, and when he let go of her, he asked, "Gu Yue is dead?" ”

The hand he pressed on her shoulder instantly stiffened, and after a long time, he raised his head and looked at her and said, "Gu Yue died, and the forgetfulness who lived for Gu Yue also died with him, and after that, can you be a forgetfulness who lives only for me?" ”