The night seemed so long. Long Shiyue retreated to the camp of the Dragon Capture Army, leading the soldiers to charge, the sword light was dazzling, and the footsteps were rumbling; Long Shiyu commanded the four dragon prisoner warlocks to radiate all kinds of dragon prison secret techniques, and as soon as the attention was shifted, the double hammer on Long Ji's body suddenly dissipated, and the injured girl propped up her body and looked at the young man who stood in a daze between the yellow sky and the dark earth.

"Pastry ......" Long Chang slowly walked forward, took three steps, stopped hesitantly, and took a step back in fear. In front of him, in the mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, lay the corpse of Cake, and compared to the corpses of the mob in a strange shape, the half-body of Cake looked so thin that it looked like a baby who had just left its swaddling clothes.

"Xuanhuang second group, the crossbow is ready!" Long Shiyue waved his sword, and the two groups of soldiers behind him immediately slowed down, and the soldiers of the Xuangu group unloaded the huge repeating crossbow from their backs, and smashed the lower end of the sharp cone into the ground to fix it;

Ryuji finally stood up. In front of her, there were countless corpses, dead cakes and silent separated boys, and behind her, separated by countless corpses, there were the approaching dragon capture army troops and terrifying shouts. The slender body of the fourteen-year-old girl trembled, and if she did not press the wound in her ribs with force, she was afraid that her body would not be able to stand up straight, her pale face was covered with blood, but her dark eyes were filled with pity, fear, and sorrow, and at this moment she forgot who she was, and could not see this bloody battlefield, and her mind was like thunder, and the words of the pastry were constantly echoing:

"Pastries are the most delicious, sweetest and most satisfying food in the world. ”

"If it weren't for the hunger that almost went crazy, who would be stupid enough to rush up and die in vain?"

"I'm so hungry......"

"Do you think this is my choice?"

Long Ji suddenly opened her mouth and shouted with all her might: "Hurry up! Don't give your life in vain!"

Her voice was drowned out by the roar of the tide. It was a frenzy of crossbow arrows, and the night behind Long Ji was cut to pieces, and hundreds of crossbow arrows broke through the air. She looked back in astonishment, the nearest crossbow arrow almost grazing her cheek, and the steel arrow cut through the black belt of her hair, causing the girl's head full of green silk to dance wildly in the night wind. "No......," she pursed her lips slightly.

Ignoring everything, Long Chang finally leaned down and touched the cold body of the cake. "Hey, I'm here, what are you sleeping?" The young man shook Pastry's head, and suddenly found that his hands were covered with blood, so he embarrassedly wiped his hands on the placket of his clothes, and slapped Pastry on the face twice: "Hey, let's go, the Zong family is already in front of us, you can't sleep here all the time, right?

Half of the body of the cake was lightly picked up by him, the wound was no longer bleeding, and the blood in the child's body was almost dried up after not eating a real meal for many days. Pastry's little face had a strange expression, her eyes closed, a little confused, but also a little satisfied. "What are you doing, why do you look like an idiot?Did you dream of eating something good?" Long Chang hugged his younger brother with one hand, and scratched the back of his head with the other hand, "Have you eaten the pastry......?"

At this moment, the wind from nowhere blew Long Chang's hair, and he looked up to see the reflection of countless sharp arrows in the night. "It's a nuisance. The boy sighed and said. He pulled out his belt (just a piece of hemp rope), reflexively tied the cake to his back, and moved his shoulders: "Always get me in trouble." If I want to bully you, I can only bully you, and everyone else ......"

His relaxed expression finally collapsed completely, and Ryuji seemed to hear the crisp sound of something shattering, the boy's body still stood in place, but his soul sank into the boundless darkness, and some kind of huge shadow swelled and grew beside him, swallowing the light on the dragon's back.

"Others ......"

A tear crossed Long Chang's jaw, if he explained it himself, it was just sweat or rain, at this time a heavy rain was needed to wash the battlefield, why didn't the thunderstorm come? The boy clenched his fists, the whole space trembled uneasily, the door of the other world was slowly opening, whether it was the mob huddled in the corner or the soldiers hiding behind the armor, they could feel the strange air as cold as water soak themselves. Is it so cool at night?

"Others...... Die to them!"

10,000 blood-colored Manshusawa bloomed violently. Flowers from Hell bloom on stone slabs, from pools of blood, from corpses, decorating the dragon's spine into a red carpet of different colors. Long Chang and Pastry's bodies gradually faded into the night, and a bandaged hand slowly rose in the sea of Manshu Sawa flowers, and vaguely, Long Ji heard the voices of the living and the dead resonating with their own words:

"We have nowhere to go. ”

"There was nothing to eat. ”

"If you don't eat, you'll die. ”

"In order to live, you have to kill. ”

"What's wrong with that?"

"Come with me to that place, where there are red flowers, black water, blue heaven, and red earth. ”

"Ah...... It's annoying. This nasty world. ”

"Die. All of them. ”

"Die, die, die......"

In the sea of blood and red flowers stood a bandaged Otherworldly Descendant, and through the gap in the blood-stained bandage, a pair of eyes as hot as fire were burning. "Buzz......" he swung his fist, his seemingly slow fist whipping up a hurricane of petal dances, the first crossbow bolt striking the fist straight ahead, then collapsing, twisting, sprigging, and shattering into powder. The "armor body" raised his head, looking at the pitch-black sky, the floating Kong Ming lantern, the rain of arrows descending in front of him, and the soldiers wearing helmets and armor, and opened his arms in loneliness. A scythe appeared in the right hand, an extremely broken scythe, the blade was full of chips, and the dried blood made the blade dull, and in the left hand, an extremely broken hammer, the hammer was covered in rust and the surface was pitted by too many blows.

"It's Long Chang's armor body! According to the order of the Elders' Council of Soldiers, all those with the power of bloodline immediately launched and fought with all their strength to kill this culprit!" Long Shiyue paused slightly, raised his right hand and issued a command. "Order!" The armor leaves on the bodies of more than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground with a sonorous sound, and colorful lights lit up.

"Dragon Eats Jade! According to the order of the Elders' Council of 'Sleepy', the use of the Dragon Imprisonment Technique is allowed to be activated, and it will be launched immediately!" Captain Yu Tuan raised his left hand again, holding a white and flawless jade plaque in his hand, and there was a blood-red word "Sleepy" on the card. "Hey, hey, hey, it's been too long, it's been too long......" Dragon Shiyu grinned, and with a twist of the scimitar in his hand, it stabbed into the vest of a dragon prisoner. “...... Captain?!" The soldier staggered and fell, looking back at the young man behind him in surprise.

"For the long-term sake of the clan, it is inevitable that someone will make sacrifices. Don't blame me, just blame you for walking ahead of me. Long Shiyu let go of his right hand, left the scimitar on the corpse, stretched out the blood on his fingertips, and changed his gesture to recite the words: "The sky is dusk and the earth is yellow, the wind is turbid and the thunder is clear, eat my soul, and serve my orders...... Dragon Forbidden Technique: Heavenly Monarch Descends!"

At this moment, the soldiers of the Dragon Capture Army Feather Regiment rushed past Long Ji like a tide of steel, Long Shiyue did not stay for half a second, he raised his arm, as if he wanted to help Long Ji to prevent her from falling into the crowd, but the girl turned away from him, and her body was like a willow leaf floating dust in the tide. She wanted to rush over and tell Long Chang that it was all wrong, that the existence of the wall was wrong, that famine was wrong, that it was wrong to storm the dragon's back, that it was wrong to kill, that it was wrong to be killed, that it was wrong to die, and that what was about to happen was wrong. But at this time she was too weak to make a sound, move her feet, summon her bones, and she could only keep herself from falling and being trampled into flesh with all her strength.

The armor wields a scythe. No one saw what was flying far in the air, and the twenty Kong Ming lanterns were extinguished in an instant.

The armor wields a hammer. No one saw what hit the ground, and the five-foot wall collapsed.

The battlefield is plunged into darkness again, and Ryuki sees the light. She saw the sword light light up, saw the sword light disappear, saw the various colored auras that unleashed the power of the bloodline, saw the various colored auras disappear one by one, and saw a cloud of white mist gathered in the sky, which was a sign of the arrival of the Heavenly Monarch, one of the guardian gods of the Dragon Family summoned by the Dragon Forbidden Technique, and the legendary god in charge of the prison in the Heavenly Realm; Blood spurted from his ears at the same time, and his body fell straight like a piece of rotten wood.

Ryuhime heard a voice. It was only when she heard the sickle cut through the steel, the sickle that severed the flesh, the hammer that smashed through the walls, the iron that smashed the human body, the fist that pierced the chest, the elbow that flew the head, the screams of terror, the cries of death, the terrible screams of the resolute dragon warriors, and the terrible screams of the resolute dragon warriors, and she remembered that the people in the armor were only teenagers like her, and she had never heard so many people wail at the same time, and at the same time fall silent, and the half miserable howl echoed through the night, making every living person feel creepy。 But where is there any living man?

A soldier who used the power of the "fire crow" fell to the ground in four pieces, and the two flame crows standing on his shoulders fluttered their wings and flew up, and were hit into two sparks by the invisible shock wave volley, and the fire feathers fell, illuminating the hellish scene, the elite dragon snatching army feather regiment had been completely wiped out, and the armored boy was standing in the center of the corpse pile, looking at the brightly lit Zong family mansion with uncertain eyes.

Ryuhime knew what he was thinking. If the angry Long Chang launched a slaughter against the civilians of the Zong family, then the Long family would usher in the greatest catastrophe in thousands of years. Out of nowhere, a force drove her towards the terrible demon god, one step, two steps, over the severed arm, her shoes gurgling in a pool of blood, "Stop. The girl said in a trembling voice, not feeling her tears already on her cheeks, "Stop, if you remember me." ”

The bandaged body raised its scythe. Ryuji stopped in front of him, raised her pretty face, and closed her eyes tremblingly. But the scythe did not fall, and the coal-like eyes slowly moved and settled in the girl's hand. His bloodstained hands held a white handkerchief on which he held a piece of golden pastry.