Mobei Fog Forest, the agreed place at that time, was a foggy place for more than ten months a year, but the magic was that it was a sunny day, and there was not a trace of clouds or fog within a radius of ten miles.

With less fog, they also have less natural barriers.

That day, Feng Zhen wore a black uniform and walked side by side with Gu Changfeng, low-key among the thousand elites.

To prevent the Tianyao army from taking the opportunity to sneak attack, the remaining 9,000 elite soldiers were stationed in the camp to defend in situ.

That's right, but half a month after the start of the war, there are only 10,000 elite soldiers left on the front line of Yunding.

Compared with her low-key, the enemy Tianyao was outrageously high-profile, and before she got close, she saw that the thirty-two people who were huge enough to be comparable to her in the main hall of the Yi Palace were carrying a red gold sedan chair and slowly approaching, and the sound of silk and bamboo was in her ears.

"Shoot the arrows."

"Capture the Empress of the Clouds."

The man in a dark robe with a long posture stood in the huge sedan chair, his lips opened expressionlessly, and he stood with his hands in his hands overlooking the killing.

He never wanted to really negotiate.

The negotiation is just a front, and his goal is to capture the person in power at the top of the clouds, her.

On that day, sharp arrows pierced the sky.

On that day, the blade pierced the chest.

On that day, under the clear blue sky, the color of blood filled the forest with trees and weeds, and the sound of war drums and rivers of blood flowed.

"Your Majesty, you retreat first, and then you break off."

Seeing that our side fell one after another, but the enemy was still full of fighting spirit and high morale, Gu Changfeng's sideburns were messy, covered in blood, embarrassed, and the mottled blood stained the spear in his hand red, but he tightly protected Feng Zhen behind him.

"Changfeng, we have to retreat together." Feng Zhen looked back at him with a bare face, the dazzling light flickered her eyes, and she was also covered in blood stains, and her hair was messy.

"Okay, let's go back together." The corners of Gu Changfeng's lips slowly hooked, and under the scorching sun, his face was clear and handsome, and his posture was awe-inspiring.

"Hmm." Feng Zhen stared at him and nodded slightly.

Before Tianyao's army approached the Yunding border, Feng Zhen never thought that one day she would stand on the battlefield.

But that day, she knew first-hand what it means to kill red eyes.

Watching his soldiers fall one after another, one after another, numbing battles, numbing strangulations, even the time of grief became a luxury.

After three hours of fighting, all the people in Yunding fell, and in the end, only she and Gu Changfeng were left.

"Your Majesty, if there is an afterlife, we will be a real couple."

On that day, corpses were everywhere.

On that day, they hugged for the first time and for the last.

"Changfeng, in the next life, we will definitely become husband and wife, we will definitely ......" She hugged him tightly, so close to death, but so satisfied.

Not in this life, we have another life, the next life.

Although she doesn't know if there will be an afterlife.

I saw that the man in the dark robe with a long body slowly raised his slender hand with ten fingers and waved it gently.

The voice was cold and decisive, "Release the arrow." ”

"Poof—"

"Whew-"

The arrows sank into the flesh and pierced his broad back, the warm blood soaked her uniform, but her arms were as tightly as a wall of brass to keep her from harm.

"Changfeng, Gu Changfeng-"

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ah!!h

On that day, the mournful howl of the woman resounded through the fog forest, and the birds were alarmed.

On that day, the Tianyao Iron Cavalry leveled the twenty cities in the north of Yunding, and the Yunding army retreated to Jincheng, the national capital.

That day, she and he ...... Heaven and earth are forever separated.