Darkness fell, the tide of fear, Verus City seemed to explode in an instant, except for Sutron, who was drunk and dreamed of death, and everyone inside and outside the city had already entered the battle sequence.

The frenzy of the clouds and rain was overwhelming, and Sutron was already delirious until the medicinal properties wore off. Putting on the messy clothes little by little, Hong Xueli's eyes crossed a trace of murder. Even though her aura was hidden, she could still feel the domineering spirit of the king, but the process was so smooth that she was not sure that this womanizer was really the invincible Sutren.

Outside, the noise was approaching, but only the two of them were left in the huge hall. Facing Sutren, who was so rotten and drowsy that she was slaughtered, Hong Xueli no longer greeted the other party with a warm kiss such as a fragrant kiss, but pulled out a sharp dagger from her arms with a sly face. The blade shone with a cold glow, like the gaze of death, and if he took the opportunity to stab down, Sutron's life would be over.

It's ridiculous that the hero, but now life is firmly in the hands of a woman, just press the switch lightly, and he will be a life whiner, let him be fierce and domineering on weekdays, and he can't help himself tonight, as if no matter what kind of man he is, he will be drunk in Hong Xueli's gentle countryside and can't extricate himself, and even seems to be destined to be killed from birth.

It is certainly a great pleasure to control the fate of others, Hong Xueli's sharp knife is approaching with the killing intent little by little, and when death is imminent, Sutron still cannot awaken. Hong Xueli knew that this was the price of playing with his wife, and it was also his own sin, there was nothing to be sorry for, seeing that the tip of the knife had been attached to Sutrun's neck, he was waiting for a knife to be stabbed, and blood was splattered on the spot!

However, just before Suterun was about to lose his life without suspense, Hong Xueli had a trace of hesitation in her heart. It was as if what was in front of him was no longer the overlord, but a petite and pitiful pet cat.

Hong Xueli frowned. Extremely depressed, making it difficult for her to speak her heart. Why hesitate? She couldn't speak, but felt compassion. She didn't sympathize with this murderous demon king, but just out of instinctive unbearability, which can also be said to be "a woman's kindness".

promised Jia Yuxin something, she can't go back, Jia Yuxin is a person who can be regarded as absolutely everything, leaves no room for doing things, and loves to force people to death, but she Hong Xueli is not. She also has her own thoughts, and has a vision and plan that is completely different from Jia Yuxin. Even if the person in front of him is extremely sinful, killing the ugly person by ugly means will leave even an angel in the dark.

Yes, Hong Xueli doesn't want to really become hard-hearted, although Suteron really deserves to be killed, even if it is only for his previous insulting words and insults to his late husband, she can't do it for a long time.

Su Trun deserves to die for stealing, but if he kills Su Trun alone, will it solve the problem? Killing Su Trun can ensure that Zhang Yuanfeng and them can sit back and relax? Thinking of this, Hong Xueli's murderous intent really wavered.

Hong Xueli, who was gradually fading with murderous aura, sighed lightly and slowly put the sharp knife back. She has probably seen through Jia Yuxin's thoughts, that guy, I'm afraid he really doesn't have any good intentions, right?

If they surrender to Sutron, they still have a way to live, but once they kill Sutron, what will happen after that? Verus is a lonely city, and the guild's entire army is coming, can they hold it? They killed Sutron by trickery, but the foundation of the guild has not been shaken, and the capable people under Sutron's account are still unharmed, and once Sutron is dead, even if the dragons are leaderless, they will unite and swarm to avenge Sutron, if they are caught, they will not be eaten alive?

"Hmph...... Really, seeking only the thrill of the present and ignoring the future. Mr. Jia, is your strategy nothing more than that?" Hong Xueli smiled wryly, looking melancholy, "This kind of strategy will drive us to death." Far wind, the world is big, where is our home......"

Hong Xueli slowly stood up, staring at the residual wine in the glass, and her own flowers were reflected in the glass, and she was indignant. Jia Yuxin doesn't care about their life or death at all, he only pursues the current victory, just plotting for the sake of plotting, in his eyes, Hong Xueli and others are all chess pieces, and whoever is replaced is the same.

Even if she is an elf, once she eats the forbidden fruit, she will wither like a broken flower, this is her fate. Hong Xueli is not because she is soft-hearted, nor does she really take care of the overall situation, everything is done out of instinct. This instinct is meaningless to individuals, but as a lonely and disadvantaged group in the troubled times, when will their fate be able to control themselves? If you want to change the fate of yourself or the world, you can never do it by killing one or two people, Jia Yuxin is just entertaining, playing with other people's lives, what Sutron can't do, Jia Yuxin can't do it, let alone Hong Xueli.

Without hesitation, she put away the knife and left, Hong Xueli took one last look at Sutron, who was lying on the couch, and felt a lot of feelings in her heart. If the sky does not stop him, this overlord will never be buried here, and if his life is extinguished, she will not be missed. Sutrun's fate is like this, it's none of her business. Dressed up to seduce men, make themselves beautiful and likable, in the end can only become a thing for others to enjoy, just like desserts and snacks after meals, dispensable, also like pets, all look at the man's face, attached to others, but buried his own life, what a beautiful person she is, why so self-inflicted into the abyss?

The quietly carried out killing machine has already ignited the first flames in the city of Verus. Guarding outside the gate of the mansion, but never waiting for Sutron to come out, Dian Le did not dare to slack off for a moment, and these fifty elite guards were all ready to fight the rising enemy at any time. And there was no movement in the house, which made Dian Le feel suspicious.

The sound of rustling led to a faint murderous aura in the tranquility. Like a ghost, despite Dian Le's repeated concerns, the visitor is too hidden and even blends in with the night. In the darkness, the street in front of him was completely enveloped in murderous aura, and that was a matter of moments. By the time Dianle came to his senses, it was too late, and in all directions, there were already legions of orcs in black armor, and the aura of these armies proved that the comer was not good.

"What do you want to do!" the halberd roared forward, his eyes wide open, his fierce expression to the extreme.

No one answered, as if the enemy army had appeared out of thin air, and there were thousands of them. And judging from the aura at close range, these are all elites. During the day, they all disguised themselves like the old, weak, sick and disabled, and if they didn't appear at all, they all look like evil ghosts who want to take people's lives...... No, isn't their purpose to take the head of Sutrun's neck?

The masked man at the head waved his hand, and the troops on both flanks took out their short knives and went on. About twenty people, divided into two sides, quietly forced towards the main entrance. These units are well-trained, and their nocturnal movements and footwork resemble those of ninjas and professional killers.

"You're not allowed to answer, are you??" said the Dian Le with a loud shout, and rushed forward as a halberd, and the soldier at the front was pierced through the throat, and the blood splattered and fell backwards.

The orc legion, which has tens of thousands of people, will never be intimidated by the majesty of one person. Dian Le tried his best to release his domineering spirit and warn the other party not to come up and send him to death, but the black-clothed soldiers did not intend to stop.

Dian Le stepped on the ground and suddenly became angry: "As long as I pawn someone to guard the main gate, you will not want to pass through here!"

No matter how stupid he was, he knew that all this was a conspiracy, and as Guo Xing expected, they had fallen for the scheme! Sutlun was probably unable to resist now, and only these people dared to have nothing to fear, and now the only combat power he could count on was Dian Le. He didn't have time to think about how the other party would hide his troops so that he wouldn't be discovered by Sutron, and he didn't have the leisure to think about how he would break through. Maybe it's all right in Guo Xing's words, Guo Xingquan is right, let him not believe in evil, at this moment, all he thinks in his mind is to protect Sutrun.

Calmly confronting the murderous aura of 10,000 people, Dian Le held the two iron halberds firmly in his hands. The tip of the halberd brought a whirlwind, and three strikes and five divided by two killed several enemy soldiers. The fifty guards behind him immediately rushed to Dian Le's side to meet the enemy, but this time, the enemy army was completely encircled, and the dense army was like a pitch-black curtain, which was about to completely cover Dian Le's insignificant figure.

The pitch-black flood, the shadow is like ink, the body is like a knife, and the large array of infantry in the whole body sacrifices the spearmen in the front row, crushing the advance. Dian Le shouted angrily, raised a halberd, a silver light flashed, and the afterimage was brought out, cutting through the pitch-black curtain with a blow, and at the same time cutting more than a dozen spears into two!

The orc legions rushed forward and backward step by step, and the encirclement shrank smaller and smaller, and gradually, only the square inch of the door remained. Falling into the deep sea like despair, the threat of dying, Dian Leshes forgot about life and death, and rose up in a rage! Not a rampage, but better than a rampage, he forcibly danced his halberd forward, launched a counter-charge against the enemy army with his own strength, and frantically chopped the enemy army into pieces!

In the chaos of the battle, Dian Le didn't have time to count how many people he killed, he just blindly made physical contact, trying his best to clash with the enemy army, deter the enemy army, and then make them retreat. It's just that the action of Dian Le's charge is too high for him without any special ability physique, and even if he kills many people at a time and makes it difficult for the enemy to get close to him, the consumption of physical strength is also extremely large. When he cleared the Yuan clan with Mengyu, he hadn't exposed his physical defects when he rushed into battle, logically speaking, his physical strength was absolutely no problem among ordinary people, but this time it was different! The elite of Verus City, who came specifically to take the head of Sutrun, most of the strong soldiers and warriors who had been trained to kill people were not at all comparable to those wine bags and rice bags of Yuan's Zhongguo, not to mention that this time, there was no "invincible" Mengyu by Dian Le's side!

"Yike...... Are they all dumb fire? Give Lao Tzu some skills!" Dian Le killed so happily that he smashed the formation of the front army with one person, and in the chaos, people's heads flew straight and flesh and blood splashed everywhere! This big man, who was like a giant bear, used his double iron halberd, which was stained with flesh and blood and even hung with intestines, stabbed the enemy in the enemy formation, and the strong wind swept through, domineering and wild, crushing with absolute strength, and in just half a minute, there were more than a hundred mutilated corpses of orc soldiers on the ground.

In the confusion, I didn't know that the war had been ignited outside. As the leading general lit the wooden barrel on the ground with a torch, the fireball that was released towards the sky was like a signal flare, while only illuminating a small part of the sky, but it transmitted the frenzy to the hearts of every orc soldier. The entire city of Verus seemed to explode at this moment, crowded the city of the orc legion, and started a battle of more than 100,000 against 50 people, without suspense, everything was caused by Sutron's stealing.

But even if Sutron didn't steal, this disaster could not be avoided, because he, Sutron, in someone's eyes, was merely a medium to fulfill his wishes. Even if Sutron had no interest in Hong Xueli at all, he was destined to fail in other ways here.