"What's wrong?" Twelve sneered, his index finger pressed heavily on his arm, and he felt with satisfaction that his body stiffened for a moment, and that inaudible muffled snort, his heart burned with anger, and his eyes became a little colder: "Don't die, well, dare to say that there is nothing wrong with broken tendons?"

"Let's go and see if Bai Zimo is dead. Ling Yuhan straightened up his weak and weak body, his bewitching face became more and more white as snow in a red dress, his brows furrowed tightly, one hand wrapped around his waist, and his dantian was full of luck, his feet kicked on the bloody mud, and flew to the huge pit in front of him.

Tomorrow night and others also rushed over, along the way, there were many Bai Zimo's dead soldiers to obstruct, almost all the way to fight, only to finally arrive at the big pit, everyone's clothes were all dyed crimson with blood, the hem of the clothes was still dripping with blood beads, a meter-deep pit, it was when Bai Zimo fell, the impact came out, the dust dispersed, his clothes were nearly destroyed, like a rag, every pore was bubbling out of black blood, his limbs were twitching, the golden bow held in his hand was only a broken bow body, three thousand green silk messily fanned under him, the handsome face could no longer see the former elegance, and the lips were blistering with blood, the whole person seems to have just been fished out of the pool of blood.

The dantian was nearly destroyed, the internal organs were severely damaged, the tendons and veins were broken, and the entire arm of the right hand exposed the white bones of Sensen!

"Hiss!" Seeing the tragic situation in the pit, Qiu Lou and Yun Ruoshui gasped one after another.

He can no longer be called a human, such an injury, even if there is a heaven-level and god-level elixir, it is impossible to pull him back from the ghost gate, even if Hua Tuo is alive, it is impossible to save his life.

Bai Zimo lost......

This realization made the people of the Sifang Gate dance and cheer, jumping with joy, their eyes were red, and tears came out uncontrollably.

"We won!

"Bai Zimo is dead! he is going to die, have you seen it, have you seen it?"

"Worthy of the king! worthy of the young lady!"

......

Compared with their excitement and excitement, the thousands of dead soldiers brought by Bai Zimo only survived less than a hundred, and they didn't even care about the existence of the enemy, they jumped into the pit one after another, lined up in a circle, protected Bai Zimo, whose breath came and went, and used their bodies to cast a wall of flesh around him.

The scarlet eyes looked at the people above the pit vigilantly.

"I won't let you hurt His Royal Highness the Crown Prince another finger!" a dead soldier said resolutely, they were defeated, but, as a dead soldier, it was impossible for them to allow their master to be hurt by anyone again! Even if they died, they had to protect their master and escape!

"Defeated, do you think you can stop us?"

"yes, even if we don't do it, how long do you think he will live?"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The words of the dead man aroused the excitement of the crowd under the twelve men, and one by one they roared and roared with teeth and claws, and the killing intent turned the sky, how many of them died? There are less than 50,000 of the 100,000 people left! Those are their companions, they are their brothers! Now that the culprit is there, they will surely let him pay for his life!

"Master. Tomorrow night helped Yun Ruohan, who was covered in injuries, to the side of Twelve, and called respectfully, but his eyes swept her from top to bottom, and saw that although her face was pale, her breath was very stable, and she should not have suffered much internal injury, and her improved heart fell.

As long as she's fine......

There was a hint of relief in his eyes, and then his cold gaze shifted to the bloody man surrounded by the dead.

"Ruyi, go and give him the last blow. Ling Yuhan smiled seductively, raised his left hand, which was intact, and patted Twelve's shoulder.

As long as Bai Zimo is killed, the four kingdoms will be stable!

Twelve nodded slowly, and just as he was about to raise his foot, the dead man immediately snorted coldly: "Sima Ruyi, what do you want to do?"

More than 90 people stabbed their eyes at Twelve, vigilant, uneasy, nervous, and twelve at this time, in their eyes, it was no different from death!

Dressed in black, there was a big hole in her shoulder pierced by a feather arrow, blood gushed out of the hole, her black hair was flying, her eyebrows were cold, her hands were holding her shoulders, she was standing in one place like this, but she exuded a chilling atmosphere!

"You can't escape. With a faint opening of her lips, what she said was the truth, how could it be possible to protect Bai Zimo and leave safely with this dead soldier of less than a hundred? Not to mention......

Turning his eyes to the seriously injured man in the pit, "He doesn't have long to live, and you only have two ways to go now." ”

Twelve hooked a sneer, raised his hand under the complicated gaze of everyone, and raised a finger: "One, take him to see if you can escape, but, I'm sure, that way, not only can't save him, but will also make him a target, maybe a persimmon." She smiled lightly, but the words she spit out made her scalp tingle, "Second, let him go to hell happily, at least it will relieve him a lot of pain." ”

No matter which one it is, Bai Zimo will definitely die!

Do they have a choice? More than 90 people turned their heads to look at each other, and they all saw the despair in each other's eyes.

Before he could react, Twelve saw them condense their fighting spirit one by one, and suddenly raised their hands, slapped their palms on the Heavenly Spirit Cover, and their bodies exploded with a bang, blood splattered everywhere, and their bodies exploded.

They are dead soldiers, and they will not steal their lives until they die.

There was silence in the forest, and more than 90 people exploded with cold eyes, and not only did not have the joy of revenge in the bottom of everyone's hearts, but there was an indescribable heaviness.

If they change their positions, will they be able to be like these dead soldiers? Knowing that their masters will not be able to escape life, they would rather die than give in.

Twelve sighed faintly and said, "Why bother. ”

Ling Yuhan was standing beside her, just when he heard her say this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression suddenly became strange, even if these dead soldiers didn't choose to blow themselves up, could it be that she would still spare their lives? The answer is of course impossible!

So now, is she feeling sorry for the enemy?

Perhaps Ling Yuhan's gaze was too hot, his twelve temples jumped suddenly, turned his head and glared at him, and said, "What are you doing standing on the ground honestly for me to do when I am injured?"

"I'm going to watch you kill your worst enemies and see you get what you want. Ling Yuhan smiled slightly, enchanting and demonic! The glittering peach blossom eyes were overflowing with intoxicating affection, and he stood quietly on the muddy soil, staring at her.

The figure is like a pine, firm and proud.

Twelve's heart trembled, only to feel that his sight at the moment was like a fire, as if he was going to burn her whole person, he settled down, snatched a sharp long sword from Ming Ye's hand, raised his feet and jumped down, and fell into the huge pit, there was a pool of blood in the big pit, Bai Zimo was lying flat in the pool of blood, his eyes were closed, only the slight rise and fall of his chest could make people know that his breath was still there at the moment.

"Bai Zimo. Twelve called coldly, she knew that although Bai Zimo was seriously injured, she could hear every word she said, and the tip of the knife was pointed directly at his throat, just when Twelve was about to start, Bai Zimo suddenly opened his eyes with a pair of scarlet eyes, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at her like this.

There is a longing for life in his eyes, a strong unwillingness to die here, and a miserable despair after hope is shattered!

Like a wounded lone wolf, Twelve has seen such a look countless times, as an agent, her mission was not in the wind and fire? the slightest carelessness is the fiasco of Soul Fei Jiuxiao, so her will to survive is particularly strong, and at this moment, she seems to see her former self in Bai Zimo.

"Your ambition is too great," Twelve clenched the long sword in his hand and said indifferently: "If you hadn't been eyeing the four countries and trying to pull me into the water, maybe I wouldn't be able to die today." ”

It's just that it's too late to say all this, the light of the twelve eyes is cold, the long sword falls vertically, and with a poof, it pierces Bai Zimo's throat, blood gushes like a spring, his eyes widen, and he doesn't even have time to explain a last word, the light in his eyes gradually dissipates, and he finally loses his life after the last one.

Twelve pulled out the long sword with her backhand, and without looking at Bai Zimo again, she flew and jumped to the ground, her black robe drew a sharp arc in the air, she supported Ling Yuhan, did not touch his broken right hand, threw the long sword to Ming Ye casually, and said: "The lightly injured people stay to clean up the battlefield, and take the seriously injured companions with them in part, and go back with me!"

With a slight flick of her sleeves, she took the lead in stepping forward and helped Ling Yuhan to rush back to the palace.

Behind him were the cheers of countless people, who were celebrating this hearty, but extremely disastrous victory.

There were more than 100,000 people under the command of 12, 830 demonic beasts, and only more than 48,000 people and more than 620 survived, which can be described as a tragic victory!

Not long after the rain stopped, the sun pierced the clouds, and the bright beams of light fell from the sky, and the stumps and broken bones could be seen everywhere in Jiuli Mountain, there were mercenary troops, dead soldiers, and people belonging to the Quartet Sect, the blood was pouring down, and the entire mountain forest was surrounded by a strong smell of blood, and the beasts disappeared without a trace, only the sound of the wind was crying for these tragically dead undead.

The twelve-first horse rushed back to the temple, and the fire phoenix felt the fighting spirit of the two warring sides subside, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared.

Zhu Mu saw Twelve's figure appear on the top of the mountain, and hurriedly greeted him, "Good job!" She raised her fist and punched Twelve's shoulder, looking happy: "I know that with you, anything can be solved!"

Twelve raised her eyebrows noncommittally, didn't say anything, bypassed Zhu Mu, nodded to the Three Kingdoms Emperor, and helped Ling Yuhan into the main hall, the collapsed main hall, the floor was tilted, and there were broken walls everywhere, she went around the second floor, kicked the door of the guest room open, and let Ling Yuhan lie on a Taishi chair.

"I'm going to find Mo Bai. With a whisper, Twelve turned to leave.

Although she has experience in dealing with external injuries, she really has no choice but to ask for help from Mo Bai, the divine doctor of the Divine King Palace, for this level of internal injury.

"Wait. Ling Yuhan suddenly raised his left hand and held her wrist, although his face was pale, the light in his eyes was like stars, shining brightly: "Don't worry, what you should pay attention to most now is the White Tiger Emperor!"

Compared with his injury, the white-haired man sent the black-haired White Tiger Emperor to pay more attention to it, although he was poisoned by Bai Zimo and almost died in Huangquan, but, as a father, would he really be indifferent to Bai Zimo's death? Ling Yuhan didn't believe it, but he couldn't let go of all possible unknown hidden dangers!

Rather than waiting for the White Tiger Emperor to do something, it is better to strangle the danger in the cradle.