Yaliu pulled out a knife from his abdomen, and between his fingers was a bright red beetle, the beetle's whole body glowed red, and its two eyes smaller than sesame seeds showed a fierce light.

"Damn it."

Ya Liu raised his hand to strangle the insect between his fingers, the king's body has arrived, and his fists are swung out without hesitation, and the fist wind carries the meaning of purple gold, accompanied by bursts of dragon groans.

This is a punch that he fused with his own imperial dragon energy, representing a blow from the entire Central Plains Dynasty.

Seeing this, Ya Liu didn't dare to hold it up, and directly threw the Gu worm in his hand to the ground and stepped into the yellow sand, and clenched his fists with both hands to meet it.

only heard a loud "bang", and the two flew out almost at the same time, Yaliu only stepped back ten feet and his feet were rooted in the ground as if they were rooted, but the king's authority was more than thirty feet back and fell to the ground.

As soon as Ya Liu stabilized his body, he instantly exerted force under his feet, and reached the front of Wang Quanquan at a faster speed than he had just retreated, and raised his leg and stepped on it fiercely.

"Stop!" In the distance, Yue Sulong shouted hoarsely.

The voice seemed to contain a strange power, and the air around it distorted, causing a fluctuation on the side of the crow, and then its movements actually stopped with the woman's words.

After the woman finished shouting, she seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and she spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth, and her spirit was visibly weakened, and her previous gray hair and wrinkles appeared again.

……

Yaliu frowned slightly, he clearly felt several chains stretching out of the void to bind him firmly, but outsiders only saw that they stopped there, and their raised right foot couldn't step down.

He glanced at Yue Sulong in the distance, the other party's tendency to grow old at the moment slowly weakened, and then began to regain his youth.

Seeing this, Ya Liu couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, in order to ensure that he could find the other party to take revenge after breaking the seal, he used secret techniques to tie the life of the two together, but he didn't want to be used against himself in turn.

If it weren't for his Yang Shou who had been supporting him for thousands of years, the other party would have been devoured by the magic weapon and died, and because of this, she could strengthen the seal again and again.

His move back then was tantamount to lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

……

At Ya Liu's feet, Wang Quanquan got a moment of respite, looking at the imprisoned opponent, there was nothing polite, and his right palm stabbed the opponent with a knife again.

Ya Liu glanced at him coldly, his right foot was reluctantly exerted, and an overwhelmed "Kacha" sound was immediately heard in the void, and the king hurriedly rolled on the spot when he saw this, and the next moment, Ya Liu stepped into the ground with one foot, and the sound was deafening.

Wang Quanquan quickly got up, formed a sword with two fingers in his left hand, and slashed hard in the air, and the long sword that fell not far away instantly flew up and went straight to Yaliu, and then he continued to hand out the knife in his right hand, which was bound to solve the battle with one move.

"I can't help myself."

Raven Liu tore off the confinement of his whole body, and slashed out with the scythe in his hand, and the sneer in his eyes seemed to have determined the end of the battle.

Yue Sulong's appearance in the distance had recovered by seven or eight points, and at this moment, seeing that the two were about to collide together, he shouted loudly again:

"Stop!"

Ya Liu's body was stunned, and Wang Quanquan seized the gap, and stabbed the opponent's chest with a knife and a flying sword at the same time.

……

Wang Quan's attack easily pierced through the opponent's chest, but Ya Liu still stared at him with a calm face, but Yue Sulong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in the distance, and a large hole appeared in his chest at the same time.

Blood poured out of the wound, and her face was old again, and this time, there was no sign of recovery.

The woman fell heavily on the yellow sand, her face not distorted by pain, but with a little relief.

Seeing this scene, the king in the distance pulled out his right hand in disbelief, only to see that the chest on the other side was rapidly recovering, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Quanquan didn't care about him anymore, and flew back to Yue Sulong's side, at this moment the woman had become an old woman with pale hair, Wang Quanquan helped her up with one hand, and gave the few spiritual energy in her body to the other party, and after a while, the woman slowly opened her eyes.

"Don't bother, Yaliu has already cut off contact with me."

"I hurt you."

"Don't say that, I should have died a thousand years ago, and after living for so many years, a person around me left before me, that feeling is worse than death."

Speaking of this, the woman spit out a mouthful of blood again, and said unclearly:

"There is another thing that has been hidden from you, in fact, I am Princess Loulan."

"I know."

……

The two of them talked nonsense that seemed superfluous, and to be exact, nothing was said now.

As the woman's breath disappeared, Ya Liu made a casual move, and the soul banner appeared on his side again, and he wanted to fulfill his oath to take Yue Sulong's soul into the banner and torture her for eternity.

Wang Quanquan categorically would not give him this opportunity, Lin Kong grabbed the long sword in his hand, and rushed forward with a tragic momentum all over his body, this time, he was probably really going to die.

……

In the inner garden of the palace, the queen Yan Rongrong is drinking tea in the garden with her mother-in-law, although the concubine Yang is old, but the skill of making tea is still a must, but the hands and feet are inconvenient, and the amount of tea is not as good as before, so the tea is more and more expensive.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted about homely things, looking at the first decline in the courtyard, Yan Rongrong felt a burst of irritability in his heart for no reason.

This irritability was inexplicable, and her heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Yang asked.

"Nothing." Yan Rongrong shook his head.

"Won't Quan Er come?"

"He said there was something going on today, and he seemed to have something every day."

"It's not easy for Quan Er to govern the country alone, and it's not easy for you to take care of the entire harem, I, I still miss the idle days in Zhongzhou even more.

】

When Quan'er was young, I didn't want to be angry that he had a good crown prince, but he was right, the throne is not something that can be sat casually, and the mother can't really push the child into the fire pit, so let him go.

Now that my mother is older, she has seen it, what power is rich and rich, and the family is the most down-to-earth. ”

Mrs. Yang finished nagging in one breath, raised her head and saw her daughter-in-law shed two lines of tears, the old lady panicked for a while, and hurriedly grabbed her daughter-in-law's hands and said with concern:

"Rongrong, what's wrong with you, did your mother make you sad?"

"Huh?"

Yan Rongrong looked puzzled, reached out and touched his cheek, only to find that he didn't know when tears flowed.

In the garden, a leaf fell with the wind, and the world seemed to be more desolate.

Autumn, quietly arrived, and some lives seemed destined to end.

……

On the desert, Wang Quanquan's body shook a little, and the wound on his chest expanded again, this time it hurt his heart, and there was a huge gap in cultivation, and no matter how much he struggled, it was in vain.

Everyone tried their best but still didn't hold up for an hour, and the breeze blew, adding another layer of sand to the corpses that were strewn across the ground.

The life of the king is passing rapidly, and countless familiar figures flash in front of him, but he can't catch one.

Ya Liu walked closer, looked at Wang Quanquan with cold eyes, and said calmly:

"Push me to this point, it's time to be content."

With that, the scythe rested next to the other party's head, which still refused to hang down, intending to take this life.

The autumn wind blew, and the head fell to the ground like leaves.

……