As long as Dezong gets on the boat, no matter how powerful Liu Yu's people are, they can't hurt him in the slightest.

Dezong will be the final winner.

Liu Yu stood in a panic for a long time, suddenly woke up, and caught a glimpse of Dezong who was about to escape, and his heart swelled, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and he didn't care.

His teeth chattered with hatred, and when he looked around, he saw a huge chessboard on the stone table. It was a fine jade chessboard, glistening in the firelight.

Before he could think about it, he had already picked up the chessboard and threw it out.

The chessboard clanged into Dezong's back. Dezong stumbled and fell to the ground. got up and was about to run away again, but Liu Yu had already jumped down and grabbed the back of his coat.

picked up the chessboard and smashed it hard, Liu Yu didn't know where he smashed it, in short, he was full of anger and smashed it on Dezong's head.

I don't know how long it took to smash it, but I heard Fang Zhantong's voice calling him.

"Lord Wang...... The prince ......"

He turned his head fiercely and glared at Fang Zhantong. There was nothing in the eyes, and there seemed to be too much of it. Fang Zhan was the same spirit, and suddenly knelt down on one knee, clenched his fists and lowered his hands, "Your Majesty...... He's, he's dead......"

"Your Majesty...... The emperor ...... "Under the rockery, more and more sounds sounded in his ears through the night.

"The Emperor's ......"

More sounds, through the rockery, through the house, through the huge shark island, resounded in his ears.

In the middle of the mountain call, he raised his head coldly, looked at the line of water and sky, and said tremblingly: "Go back to Jiankang." ”

Shark Island is self-defeating, and life or freedom is favored by everyone more than following Dezong.

Liu Yu promised everyone that as long as he put down his weapons and supported him, he would not be blamed for the past.

No one is a fool and is willing to fight Liu Yu to the death for the sake of a dead man.

Liu Yu won a big victory.

But did he really win?

Hurried to the shore of the Qionghai Sea, he only hated that the big ship was too slow. Out of Qionghai and went straight to Jiankang Mansion, he only hated the war horse too slowly. Go to the gate of Jiankang Mansion again, he hates to have wind on the soles of his feet, and he hates to fly with his sword.

But the closer he got, the more scared he became.

Before he could get closer, the subordinates of the American League who came to report the news had already arrived.

"Poof" fell at the foot of his war horse, raised his head covered in blood, and the words "save the princess......" did not fall, and he fell to the ground.

Zhao Lin lurked in the Jiankang Mansion, and tonight, he led the troops to attack and kill Princess Jin. Princess Jin was caught off guard, understaffed, and completely defeated.

At this time, he was guarding the city gate and did not allow Zhao Lin to go out of the city.

Princess Jin was afraid, afraid that Zhao Lin would lead 10,000 people to attack and kill Liu Yu.

She was afraid, afraid that Liu Yu was not Dezong's opponent, and afraid that Liu Yu would die on the battlefield.

But she's so stupid. Thinking only about him, is he not afraid of his own death?

Liu Yu quickly whipped his horse and prayed for wings.

However, he can't have wings in the end.

It's all late.

When they reached the gate of the city, the fire was as bright as day. The battle was nearing its end, and the city was covered with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, neighing about dying horses and screaming at wounded soldiers.

On the tall city wall, Princess Jin was wearing a fiery red battle armor and carrying Zhao Lin's head in her hand.

Zhao Lin, the henchman who followed him in the southern and northern wars, finally took advantage of his departure to be ordered by Dezong to attack and kill his Princess Jin.

Now, Zhao Lin is dead, and Princess Jin is proudly independent with a human head in one hand and a sword in the other.

Zhao Lin died, and the soldiers and horses were defeated.

Princess Jin wins, and Jiankang Mansion is guarding.

The castle tower is opened.

Liu Yu abandoned the war horse and quickly went up to the city tower, and under the firelight, Princess Jin's fiery red armor was dripping wet.

The bright red water was the blood that was gradually flowing from her body.

He finally saw clearly that her fiery armor was full of dense crossbow arrows. The tail of the arrow was cut off by her brush, leaving only the arrow embedded in the musculokeletal remains.

She couldn't move anymore, and her whole body was like a sculpture, holding her head and holding a long sword.

The firelight illuminated her delicate and gentle face.

It's like it's going to glow.

In the night, she is holy, like an immortal above the nine heavens, not this mortal person.

He only felt his throat choked, unable to say a word, and rushed forward and hugged her in his arms.

Tears trickled down her cheeks and fell on her.

She fell softly into his arms, hooked the corners of her lips slightly, and said softly: "Ayu...... You're back......"

He nodded desperately, still unable to say a word, just choked and hugged her tightly. For fear that if she lets go, she will fly away like a butterfly in the dark night.

She still smiled softly, "It's good to be back...... Ayu, Jiankang Mansion, I'll keep it for you...... ...... backwards"

She couldn't say the rest of the words, but choked up because of the discomfort in her throat. It seems that he wants to cough, but he just doesn't have the strength to cough.

He was about to pat her on the back, but she stopped him, and she looked him in the eye, "No need...... Ayu, I'm going to die......"

Large tears fell down his cheeks and fell on hers.

On her cheeks, there was still the wound he had had when he left, and the bright red flesh had not grown. His eyes were unbearably sour, and his choked throat could finally spit out a word, "No ......"

He gasped, word by word, and finally could say a few more words intermittently, "Girl, you won't ...... It's not going to die. I've killed the fool, I'm the emperor now......"

As if in response to his words, countless people fell to the ground above and below the city wall, and the mountains shouted long live.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live......"

The sound shook the tower, like thunder, and spread farther in the cold night.

Princess Jin seemed to be a little relieved, because a smile gradually appeared on her face.

"Congratulations, Ayu...... Finally, I want to be the emperor...... It's a pity that I can't accompany you anymore because I'm going to die......"

Liu Yu was shocked, "Girl, you don't want to die, you can't die." You're the queen, you're my queen. It's over. From now on, there will be no more battles, no more killings, this world belongs to you and me, and from now on, no one will dare to hurt you......"

The blueprint for the future is really good.

But her eyes gradually closed. She couldn't follow him to the future, so she could only bless him gently at this time.

She gently reached out to shake his big hand, but she couldn't.

He hurriedly grabbed her little hand, choked and cried, "Girl, don't be afraid, it's going to be fine, go, I'll take you to treat your injuries......" As he spoke, he was about to pick her up.

"Don't ......" Princess Jin said softly, her voice was very soft, her little hand was slightly forced, and she said in a low voice: "Ayu...... Just hold me like that, I'm not going anywhere......"

Covered with sword wounds, covered with arrow wounds, covered with blood, stiff body. If someone can save her, there is probably only Mu Qingcheng left in the world.

Is it a city of Mu Allure?

The one who was forced by her own hands to get it. The Man Who Burned. It was also the person she burned and buried with her own hands.

Scold......

She won't survive.

She closed her eyes slightly, gasping: "Ayu......"

Liu Yu hurriedly got closer, crying like a spring, "Girl...... I listened......"

"Fu Jin's life, worthy of the people of the North, worthy of the Southern Dynasty, worthy of the world, worthy of the ministers, and worthy of his subordinates...... It's a pity ......"

A tear rolled from the corner of her eye, "I'm only sorry for you alone." Ayu ......"

Liu Yu was horrified, grabbed her hand frantically, and shook his head desperately, "No, girl, how can you be sorry for me, you are my wife, my most beloved person, you will never have to say sorry to me......"