Feng Wei felt that the person holding her was using a lot of strength, his arm was like iron, as if he was going to strangle her, and the smell was Qinghe's, his wheezing sound became heavier and heavier, and she even smelled a pungent and heavy smell of blood, which came from behind her. But she wasn't sure, because the smell of blood was stronger than ever, but for some reason, she just felt that the smell of blood behind her was stronger than anywhere else, and she tried to call softly: "Qinghe......"

She waited for a long time before she waited for Qinghe's intermittent voice: "Your Majesty...... I...... I...... Love you...... I love it very much...... Next...... Will I be a woman alone in my next life......"

Qinghe's voice became smaller and smaller, and Feng Wei's heart became more and more panicked.

She didn't know where she got the strength to earn enough Qinghe's arms, without her support, Qinghe's body slowly fell, in Feng Wei's sight, a black shadow slowly slipped towards her feet, she subconsciously caught it, and just hugged Qinghe's head, but touched the blood on her hands, she panicked, and her voice trembled a little: "Qinghe......... You, what's wrong with you? Tell me what's wrong with you......"

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

Feng Wei heard Qinghe's whispering, but she couldn't hear it clearly, she lowered her head, rubbed Qinghe's cheek with her face, and her ears stopped at his mouth, she heard Qinghe say to her, "Your Majesty...... You have to live well and avenge me...... I'll be waiting for you in the next life, you...... Remember me forever...... Don't forget me, next life...... Remember to find me early, I ...... I can't bear to ...... you."

Qinghe tried his best to open those blood-red eyes, looking at her pale and beautiful face, and he was so reluctant......

He raised a hand and slowly put it on Feng Wei's face, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes for her, the corners of his lips curled slightly, wanting to leave her the best final impression, and then, the hand slowly slid down, he didn't know that Feng Wei couldn't see it at all......

Feng Wei hurriedly grabbed his hand, put it on his face, rubbed it gently, and said, "Qinghe, don't worry, I will help you take revenge, I will also take you away, I won't give up on you, let's go to revenge together, okay?" ”

Feng Wei waited after speaking, but she didn't wait for Qinghe's response, she held his hand hard, rubbed his cheek, and still didn't get any response, but the body in her arms was getting colder and colder.

The tears that were about to burst dried, as if they had been cursed by something, and she silently let go of Qinghe's hand and stroked his face, drawing his eyebrows and eyes, nose and mouth, over and over again...... As if she didn't know that she was tired, she kept repeatedly describing Qinghe's facial features, as if she wanted to portray him in her heart, and murmured: "Qinghe, didn't you say that you would always protect me?" Didn't you say you wanted to be my only man? I promise you, I won't let you down this time, but you have to wake up to count, you know? If you don't wake up, you won't count, if you wake up, I'll let you be my only man......"

Time seemed to stand still, the people who fought were no longer fighting, and the besiegers were no longer besieging, and everyone looked at these two people, watching them live and die.

Feng Yu's eyes flashed with cold light, and she gritted her teeth and wanted to order to continue the attack, but she couldn't say anything when she opened her mouth a few times, as if she was bound by some kind of force, and without her order, everyone didn't move.

A gust of wind blew, blowing a stream of strange fragrance, that is the unique smell of grass and flowers, like the smell after the rain, the smell seems to be able to nourish people's souls, so that people's spirits are instantly refreshed, the sad atmosphere is also blown away by this wind a lot, everyone looks in the direction of this wind, want to see what kind of smell this is? Which tree is it? Which grass?

Not far away, there were rows of people standing, rows of people wearing veils and black-clothed people, full of domineering, in front of the black-clothed man stood a man who seemed to be a god descending from heaven, the man just stood there quietly without moving, but it gave people the feeling of staring at them, and the feeling of overlooking all living beings was terrifying.

His black hair was light, and the black dark brocade swayed in the wind, and the strange fragrance seemed to emanate from him, because since he appeared, this strange fragrance has become stronger and stronger.

Feng Yu looked at this bewitching and beautiful person, her still heart was pounding, and her face was full of blush and surprise: "Long Xin!" It's you, aren't you sick and dead? How could it be...... How could it be ......"

Long Xin didn't look at her, his eyes looked straight at the woman holding another man in the center of the field, the woman seemed to isolate herself from the outside and felt sad, she quietly hugged the man, her eyes were unwavering, she didn't blink, her face was still on the man's face, her hands were still depicting the man's eyebrows, her lips moved slightly, he couldn't hear what she was muttering, but he knew that she must be talking to the man.

A touch of pain flashed in Long Xin's eyes, but it quickly returned to its original state, and then he set his eyes on Feng Yu's body, her eyes flowed, Feng Yu saw it, the heartbeat was even stronger, she liked this man, she liked it very much, every look of his, every action of his eyes was deeply attracted to her, she unconsciously took a few steps forward, stretched out her hand and called: "Long Xin, since you are still alive, go back to the palace with me, you are still the queen, you are my queen, whatever you want, I will give it to you, even if it is the moon in the sky, I'll try my best to pick it up for you, will you go back with me? ”

"You're going to kill her?"

Long Xin's flat voice sounded, and Feng Yu was a little stunned for a while: "What? ”

"Are you going to kill the Lord?"

Feng Yu's brows furrowed: "Long Xin, how can you say that?" Sister she is the source of the epidemic, she is ominous, as long as she kills her, Dayong will be safe and sound, and the mainland will be safe and sound, otherwise, the epidemic will spread more and more, and the whole continent will suffer at that time, I am also helpless to choose to kill my relatives in righteousness, do you think I will be willing to kill my only sister? ”

Long Xin didn't want to talk to her more, so she was speechless with one sentence: "The national teacher's ability to pinch and calculate is no worse than that Taoist priest, you would actually listen to the nonsense of a wild Taoist priest?" ”

The middle-aged man who was said to be a ghost Taoist priest had a red face and red ears and wanted to defend himself, but he didn't say anything when he touched Long Xin's gaze.

"I ......"

Long Xin didn't want to listen to her strong words at all, and with a wave of his hand, hundreds of black-clothed people behind him set out en masse, all of them rushing towards Feng Yu's dead soldiers.

Feng Yu was shocked: "You, who are you?" It was only then that she focused her attention on these people, and the evil aura on them made her shiver.

No one answered her, and the next moment she also knew their identities, the murderous trick and the people who are used to leaving a mark after killing, who else except the people of Netherworld?

She looked at Long Xin with a shocked face, and said with some uncertainty: "Long Xin, what is the relationship between the people of this Netherworld and you?" ”

Long Xin glanced at her lightly, he took out a dagger from his cuff and threw it at Feng Yu.

The dead soldiers beside Feng Yu immediately became alert, knocked down the dagger, and then surrounded Feng Yu to protect it inside, and the corners of Long Xin's mouth hooked up a sarcastic arc, and he no longer paid attention to them.

He walked up to Feng Wei, but found that Feng Wei had passed out. When he squatted down and wanted to pick her up, Murong Che picked her up one step faster than him, and then stared at Long Xin with a cold face, Long Xin's clear gaze did not show weakness and looked at Murong Che.