In the past, although he killed people without blinking an eye, the people he killed were either enemies, or traitors, or people who should be killed.

But what's wrong with Mo Li?

She saved him, she liked him so much, remembered him for a thousand years, even though he was treated coldly and unkindly, in front of Luan Yu, she still tried her best to cover up for him, for fear that he would be suspected by Luan Yu!

She was such a beautiful and kind girl, and her people were as enthusiastic and kind as her, even if their relatives were dying, they did not want to hurt him, a stranger, to save her life, and they treated him so well, but what was the result?

But you have to face such a tragic ending!

And such a tragic ending must be single-handedly contributed to by him!

Yes, he will do his best to give them a chance to be reborn!

But so what?

Even if they can reshape their bodies in the future, all the pain and suffering before death are what they have to face!

Furthermore, not everyone can be born again.

He's just using this to find an excuse to cover up his upcoming killing!

But can he not kill?

Can he take the civet clan and the Luan clan and the demon clan as enemies, and fight to the death with them?

No, he can't!

Even if the strength of the civet clan is not weak, when the Luan clan and the demon clan stand together, they have no chance of winning!

This, from the very beginning, he knew!

There was no turning back from the bow.

With this cruel step, he had to crawl on his knees, even if his heart hurt so much that he vomited, he had to go down hard!

With this resentment of hatred for heaven and earth, he rushed to Meishan.

At this time, Meishan was already wide open, the smoke of gunpowder was everywhere, and the corpses were everywhere, dyeing the snow-capped mountains bright red.

He stepped on the blood and walked forward.

Behind him was the Luan Army.

In the wind and snow, Mo Qinghuan led all the clansmen in the city to firmly guard the entrance of Meishan, the cold wind was like a knife, blowing the face, and the scarlet cloak was flying fiercely in the snow smoke.

To this day, they have been holding on to death, and even if the enemy is in front, their faces will not change.

It's just that seeing the familiar face slowly coming from the snow curtain, Mo Qinghuan still couldn't hide the sadness and ridicule in his eyes.

He didn't speak to Dong Rin, but only turned his head to look at the old king beside him: "Father, you said that he would definitely come, but the sons still don't believe it, but now it seems that you know him better!"

"Whether he comes or not, the result is no different!" Lao Wang smiled and patted Mo Qinghuan's shoulder, "It's just that he died at his hands, or at the hands of the Demon Luan Clan!" I don't have to worry about it!"

"But it's still different after all!" Mo Qinghuan shook his head slowly, "Erchen doesn't like this way of dying!"

"And what kind of death do you like?" Dong Rin took the initiative to interject, "For the sake of your people's blood, it can be used by us, this monarch can make your death more comfortable!"

"Shameless thief!" Mo Ning roared angrily, "I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have ...... in the first place."

"Ah Ning!" Su Hao interrupted her sentence with a remark.

"Father, it's time for us, do we still have to ......" Mo Ning didn't finish speaking, and was interrupted by Lao Wang neatly, "Yes! Otherwise, we will die a meaningless death!"

Mo Ning understood the meaning of his words.

If you don't care about it at this time, expose what Dong Rin deliberately concealed, and let him break with the Luan clan, just with the spirit cat clan and his strength, he will eventually be devoured by the demon clan and the Luan clan together.

Then, their hatred of the exterminating clan will never be revealed!

But if you cooperate with Dong Rin, use the life of the He clan as a bargaining chip, and wait for Dong Rin to succeed, he will launch a ruthless liquidation of the Luan clan.

In this way, even if they die, they can be buried with the Luan clan, and they can also smile at Jiuquan.

In fact, long before Dong Rin came to the future, Lao Wang Shang and they had already discussed this issue.

Since it is inevitable to die, instead of dying under the torture of the demon clan and the Luan clan, it is better to die in the hands of Dong Rin, and you can die happily, saving you from chopping and cutting, and suffering all the breaks

Ravaged, can't survive, can't die!

Having said that, it can be thought that this person was once favored by the civet clan, and everyone was extremely aggrieved!

Mo Ning's eyes were red, but he also had to admit that Su Hao and Lao Wang were not unreasonable.

"What kind of death does the Emperor intend to give us?" Lao Wang raised his voice and laughed loudly, "Can you really choose?"

Dong Rin nodded: "Since Benjun said it, it is naturally possible!"

"Well, let's choose the easiest and fastest!" Lao Wang picked up the long sword in his hand, crossed it above his neck, and made a movement.

Dong Rin saw his movements clearly, and his pupils shrank slightly!

This action is very familiar to him!

Cultivating with Mo Qinghuan and them before, when it came to the matter of quenching the Yin soldiers, Lao Wang Shang once said with a smile, saying that a long time ago, their clansmen had also practiced this technique.

At that time, the Hezu was besieged, and the fate was in the blink of an eye, and the king at that time, that is, the grandfather of the old king, had to use the ancient forbidden art and use the soul of the clan to temper an invincible army, called the Dead Army.

This dead army is actually the same as the Yin soldiers used by Luan Zhao Demon Venerable, all of them refine the essence of people to the extreme, and in a certain period of time, they burst out with amazing combat effectiveness, with one as ten, and the power is huge.

And the spirit of the Nine Lives Spirit Cat, the dead army trained in, its strength is ten times that of ordinary Yin soldiers!

Just because they have a special fate, ordinary Yin soldiers only gather the power of one spirit, but they are the power of nine spirits, which is naturally not trivial!

Many years ago, it was by relying on this kind of dead army that the civet clan defended Meishan and protected the bloodline of the clan.

But although this kind of dead army is easy to use, but its tempering process is extremely painful, once it is a dead army, there is no day to be reborn, and every day after that, they will have to suffer a lot, so unless it is really time for the dead race to be wiped out, they will never use this method.

Back then, after Lao Wang's grandfather used this method, he was tormented before he exploded and died.

Dong Rin and Lao Wang have discussed this, so they naturally understand the meaning of his action!

"You ...... Are you sure you want to?" His gaze fell on Lao Wang and the others, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"Please be perfected!" Mo Qinghuan, Su Hao and the others all did this without hesitation.

Dong Rin was silent.

"What do they mean?" Luan Yu followed closely behind Dong Rin, and when he saw that he was actually chatting with the people of the Spirit Cat Clan, and said that he was allowed to choose a satisfactory way of death, he felt very dissatisfied, and at this time, seeing their strange behavior, he felt more and more unusual.

"Your Majesty, the civet people are cunning, don't fall for them! Since it is death, what other way to die? When two sides are at war, how can they use a certain method of death? It's just unreasonable!"

Today's Dong Rin, everything he does and what he says is not in line with common sense!