The blood-stained city gate collapsed to the ground, the gravel was everywhere, and the long-lasting smell of blood in the air could not disappear even if the bluestone ground was washed with clean water.

Yun Ruohan and the elite of the God King Hall stood at the gate of the city, greeted each other in the middle of the road, and walked into the White Sun City, the streets were deserted, the buildings were staggered, and the gatehouse was closed, this place used to be prosperous, but now except for them, it is difficult to see a vendor and a common man.

The city lord's mansion was ransacked by the White Tiger soldiers, and all the valuable jewels and ornaments fell into the mouth of the White Tiger, leaving only this empty city, with a cold face from beginning to end, a black robe, and a cold breath.

"Ruyi," Yun Ruohan greeted him with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "I heard that you broke through?"

After carefully probing Twelve's body, a trace of surprise flashed in Yun Ruohan's eyes, "You can't even notice it?"

Can't detect repair!?

Obviously, a few days ago, he could still feel the fighting spirit of her Martial Venerable Twelfth Order! But today...... She was like washing her luster and returning to her roots, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

Twelve indifferent, darkly, is this the gap between Martial Venerable and Martial God? Just like at the beginning, she couldn't detect Ling Yuhan's cultivation, but!

A hint of darkness suddenly flashed in his black eyes, if the cultivation of the martial god can be hidden, then, is Bai Zimo also!!

Seeing her strange expression, Yun Ruohan frowned and asked, "Did something happen?" Yu Guang secretly looked at Ling Yuhan on the side.

"No, nothing. "Twelve quickly reined in the exposed emotions, if Bai Zimo is really a martial god, saying it at this moment will only shake the hearts of the army!

"What about Qiu Lou and Tomorrow Night?" she glanced at Yun Ruohan's back, and only the elites of Yun Tianmen and the Divine King Hall were in her eyes, "They haven't arrived yet?"

"Well, Hongyan City and Fuxi City are at least half a day away from here, and besides, Xuanwu's army is still on the way. Yun Ruohan patiently explained, taking a position from the side: "I have vacated the school field in White Sun City for the army to be stationed. ”

Twelve followed Yun Ruohan's side, Ling Yuhan stayed to arrange the affairs of the Divine King Palace, the people of Yuntianmen dispersed, the quiet streets, only gusts of cool breeze, bluestone-paved roads, fallen leaves, the houses on both sides were empty, and they looked a little depressed.

"I've checked, and there are no surviving civilians in the White Sun City. Yun Ruohan's expression was gloomy, after breaking through White Sun City, the first thing he did was to send ** to look for anyone who survived from the White Tiger's iron horse, but unfortunately, there was none, "There are 72,000 people in White Sun City, and none of them survived. ”

Twelve pursed his lips tightly, his eyes sharp, "This is the sin of the White Tiger!"

Seventy thousand lives, twelve self-questioning, there may be more people who died at her hands than this, but she has never killed a single person indiscriminately!

Bai Zimo......

Aren't you afraid of retribution?

The smile on the corner of his mouth is very cruel, I am afraid that that person, like himself, will never believe in the so-called cause and effect!

"I've inspected the whole town, and everything of value has been looted, and it's ......" Yun Ruohan was a little hesitant, as if he had some concerns.

Twelve paused for a moment, "And what?"

"You'll know when you arrive. He didn't say much, but led Twelve to an empty embankment in the White Sun City, where scattered stones could be seen everywhere, trees were depressed, Twelve's face changed suddenly, and the five fingers on his side were sometimes tight and sometimes loose, just because under the high walls of this embankment, the corpses piled up were like a mountain!

Twelve gritted his teeth, and a surge of murderous intent surged back and forth in his chest.

"They are all women in the White Sun City. Yun Ruohan almost gritted his teeth and said, "Can you imagine what kind of treatment they encountered before they died?"

Among the many corpses, many women are naked**, and residual traces of whipping and branding can even be seen on the rotten flesh!

Some have been cut by knives, some have been pierced by swords, some have been pierced by chains, and some have ......

None of them could close their eyes before they died, and they couldn't bother until they died!

The fighting spirit in the body of the "White Tiger ......" soared, the majestic coercion rose from under his feet, his eyes were dry, his clenched fists were bruised, and his face was already iron-blue and hideous, like a beast ready to attack! In the next second, it would tear the enemy's throat.

She has always known how miserable the war in the era of cold weapons is, but she never imagined that she would see such a picture, countless women were tortured, how they were treated before they died?

Twelve seemed to be able to hear their wailing, hoarse crying for help, and they stretched out their hands, hoping that someone would save them.

"Are they all dead?" asked the twelve pairs of eyes with hideous eyes, gritting their teeth word by word, the sadness and murderous aura coiled around her were terrifying!

Yun Ruohan couldn't bear to close his eyes, and the wind was whistling in his ears, as if who was crying, "Ah, they're all dead, no one is alive, no one!"

Twelve's lips closed one by one, what could she say? The wind was cold to her bones, her black clothes fluttered in the wind, her eyebrows were cold, she turned around indifferently, and she didn't want to look at the corpses in this place anymore: "Find a place to cremate them." ”

If these corpses are allowed to remain here, they may cause a plague, so they can only be cremated.

And......

Twelve eyes were cold, and no one was willing to drag such a mutilated corpse to the underworld.

This is the only mercy she can give them!

Twelve flew to the makeshift camp in the school grounds, rushed to the tent where the wine jar was placed, tore the red cloth, as if venting something, the liquor went into her throat, and her eyes reddened.

"Bai Zimo!"

The jar was tossed to the ground by Twelve with a clatter, and the splinters cut through her trouser legs.

"Bai Zimo!"

A monstrous murmur of hatred squeezed out from between her teeth, the wine jar rolled to the ground, there were five, twelve feet were soft, the whole person fell to the ground, a black robe fluttered away with her fall, the ponytail swayed weakly behind her, she hugged the wine jar tightly in her arms, and the wine was intoxicating.

In any case, she could not forget the resentment and despair on the faces of those women before they died, as if they were saying, "Weishenme, you are going to cause the disaster of war between the two countries?"

"weishenme, you're going to make a move so late?"

"Weishenme is you!"

......

She seemed to hear their questioning, and her heart ached like a knife! It was like a thousand knives, except for eleven and twelve, she had never hated a person so much! Bai Zimo, as long as she thought of him, because of her own selfish desires, ordered the slaughter of the city, as long as she thought of it, he simply said a word, but let these women die without turning a blind eye, she wanted to crush his bones with her own hands, escort him, to the grave, to be ashamed of these women, to make amends.

The palm of her hand covered her cheeks, and the whole person fell to the ground in deplorment, and outside the fluttering tent curtain, the sun was shining, but it could no longer warm her cold heart.

After Ling Yuhan learned that Twelve had left the embankment, he searched almost the entire barracks, and when Zuihou came to the tent of the wine cellar, what he saw was that she was drunk and fell to the ground alone, her face was full of tears, and at her feet was a broken wine jar, and the house was full of the rich smell of wine.

This is the first time Ling Yuhan has seen twelve tears, and it is also Zuihou's once, kneeling on the ground, he gently picked up the person, wiped the tears on her face with her fiery red sleeves, her heart throbbed, the tip of his tongue licked the corners of her moist eyes, and swallowed the tears into his abdomen.

It's bitter......

His eyes were cloudy, he closed his eyes and muttered, "Ruyi, is your heart so bitter?"

In response to him was the depression and silence of the room.

Picking up the person and walking out, Yun Ruohan hurried over, and was just about to speak, but Ling Yuhan passed by as if he hadn't seen him.

Yun Ruohan's whole person was like a lightning strike, he froze in place, his pupils shrank slightly, just now, his expression actually made him feel frightened! That is like a beautiful killing intent......

Yun Ruohan shuddered, turned around, and looked at the back of the man in red leaving with complicated eyes, on this day, Ling Yuhan waited in the camp tent for twelve or ten whole days, without eating or drinking, like a sculpture, quietly guarding.

Qiu Lou and Ming Night rushed to the White Sun City at sunset, and then, Li Yan led 50,000 soldiers into the city, and all the twelve standing troops gathered here.

In the main tent, Qiu Lou puffed out his cheeks angrily, looked at Yun Ruohan and asked, "What about Ruyi?"

"She's resting. Yun Ruohan paused with the gesture of holding the tea cup, and then said casually.

"Huh?" Qiu Lou frowned, turned around and was about to walk outside the tent: "Then I'll go find her." ”

"Wait a minute. Yun Ruohan hurriedly dragged the person down, and his usually gentle expression was covered with a layer of frost at the moment, "I'm afraid it's inconvenient for her now." ”

"What do you mean?" It was Ming Ye who spoke out, and when he heard that twelve was inconvenient at first glance, his heart jumped, thinking that something had happened to her, and his breath was instantly chaotic, in the main tent, there was also the hall master of the God King Palace, as well as Li Yan and his deputy generals, Yun Ruohan rubbed his eyebrows at the doubtful, worried, and surprised eyes of everyone, and pulled Qiu Lou back to his original position, regardless of her resistance, and then spoke and recounted the matter as it was.

"What!" Qiu Lou was furious, and slapped the table directly and got up: "How dare the white tiger! How dare you!" She trembled with anger, even if she didn't see it with her own eyes, just listening to someone repeat it, she was about to be unable to contain the killing intent in her heart, what about Ruyi?

Tomorrow Night, a face was so gloomy that it seemed to be able to wring out water, his five fingers tightly grasped the armrest of the wooden chair, and with a click, the wooden block broke in response, he raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, "They should be damned!"

How dare they make their masters so sad! Damn!

He didn't care how those women were treated, what he cared about was Twelve! Between heaven and earth, she was the only one who controlled the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of Twelve.

"Damn!" Zhou Quan's eyes turned red with anger: "These barbarians!"

"Enough, what are you arguing about?" Li Yan also had a hideous expression, "What we should consider now is how to drive the white tiger out of the border!

Blood debt will be paid with blood!