Luoxia Imperial Capital!

Over the gloomy sky, drizzle fell.

The cold wind howled angrily, low and terrifying.

On the tower of the city, a black and oppressive battle flag fluttered, and the Blood Prison Iron Riders standing on it all looked at the end of the world with solemn faces.

The oppressive atmosphere of the storm permeated the entire Luoxia Imperial Capital, and the noisy streets became extremely desolate, except for the Blood Prison Iron Rider riding by, it was difficult to see any other figures.

Imperial Palace, an exquisite courtyard.

A man dressed in white and with a very charming temperament and demeanor sat cross-legged, although it was late autumn, the whole courtyard was covered with snow.

At the same time, a slender and elegant figure sat in front of the man, wearing a green shirt to set off the scholarly atmosphere between his eyebrows.

A game of chess is placed between these two people, and no matter how you look at it, this game has no solution.

The cold killing intention permeated the chessboard, and the autumn wind rolled up the remnants of snow all over the ground and fell on the chessboard.

"If you make a wrong move, you will lose the whole game!" The enchanting man raised his head, his eyes a little helpless to meet the flying snow.

"We have no choice but this move!" The young man, Ye Wushuang put down the chess pieces in his hand that had not been played for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse: "The army of the Six Kingdoms, there are tens of millions, and after countless life and death battles, none of the soldiers of the Six Nations who can survive are the elite of the Six Nations, Su Qin led the army, supplemented by Pang Juan and Sun Bin, and the Venerables accompanied him, this offensive is undoubtedly the most fierce in the history of the Six Kingdoms!"

"We can only fight with our backs!" Ye Wushuang's black eyes gradually flashed with a touch of weakness, a few years ago, he was able to resist the army of the Six Kingdoms for two years with the Blood Prison Army, at that time, although the Martial God was weak, there were hundreds of millions of elites, endless guardians.

And now. The Martial God's vitality is greatly damaged, and the guardians are either dead or injured, even if it is the Blood Prison Army, most of them are also new soldiers.

"Bagua Array, this is the only chance for the Martial God!" In an instant, Ye Wushuang's dim eyes became bright, "The resentful spirits of billions of living beings, if they are integrated into the Bagua Array, they will definitely become a Formation Diagram." ”

"As soon as the formation diagram comes out, even if there are all the respects in person. The army of the Six Nations will not be able to escape this catastrophe!" The hoarse voice revealed endless killing intent, and a cold light flashed in Ye Wushuang's black eyes, who would have seen that the hands of this weak scholar had been stained with the blood of hundreds of millions of living beings. Hearing this, the young man's pupils shrank slightly, and he heard the absolute clarity in Ye Wushuang's words, as well as the helplessness, indeed. Today's martial god has no way out.

"How far is the army of the Six Kingdoms from Luoxia City?" the young man looked down at the endgame, trying to find a glimmer of life in it.

"Before dawn comes, soldiers will come to the city!" Ye Wushuang's eyes closed slightly. As if calculating something, the information of the Feather Building had been cut off a few hours ago, and perhaps, the time for the army to appear would be faster.

"Have the people of the imperial capital ever evacuated?" the young man stared. Asked casually.

"I have been evacuated to hell with the children of the royal family, and once Luoxia is broken, the Lone Emperor will immediately seal hell. Completely isolate the hell space from the Martial God!"

"Then it is already a dead city, waiting for the arrival of the Venerables!" The young man's entire face instantly became demonic and awe-inspiring, and his dark eyes were crystal clear, and there was a silver light on its surface.

Bang bang! The surrounding snow floc stopped in mid-air, and an incomparably cold coercion surged out of the young man's body, Ye Wushuang's breathing instantly became rapid, and he was about to get up, when an innocent giggle sounded: "Uncle Wushuang, Uncle Prince!"

"Don't you want Xin'er?" A petite figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard, a little girl of about three or four years old, with two lines of tears on her little face carved in pink, and her dark eyes stared directly at Ye Wushuang and the young man, very helpless.

The young man and Ye Wushuang looked sideways, and when they saw this petite shadow, a touch of love flashed in their eyes.

Getting up, Ye Wushuang no longer had any decisive cold aura on his face, his dark eyes were full of doting, and he strode towards the little girl.

It's just that the young man standing behind Ye Wushuang was faster, and he appeared in front of the little girl in an instant, squatted down, and gently picked up the little girl, his bewitching eyes were full of doting: "Who said that Uncle Prince doesn't want Xiao Xin'er anymore!"

The girl pouted, her dark eyes flashed with an aura that made people love it, and said in a milky voice: "If Uncle wants Xin'er, then why do you want Aunt Mu Wan and her mother to drive away!"

Hearing this, even the prince who did not change his face to the oppression of the lords in the past, there was a look of embarrassment on his enchanting face, and he sneered: "Because my uncle is going to fight the bad guys, the bad guys are very fierce, and Xiao Xin'er will be bullied if she stays here!"

"Liar!" The dark eyes were like carved jade, the little girl raised her head, pinched the prince's face with her pink and white little hands, and said fiercely: "Uncle Prince, does it hurt!"

"Pain!" The prince pretended to have a painful expression, and even let out a terrible scream, and the girl who provoked him giggled: "Only liars feel pain, Uncle Prince, you rely on the old and sell the old, and bully Xin'er ignorant." ”

Listening to these domineering words with a child's voice, the prince was speechless, as if he couldn't find any words.

Ye Wushuang walked over with a smile on his face, bent down, and gently pinched the little face that could be broken, "Xin'er, where is your mother?"

A hint of cunning flashed in the girl's dark eyes, and she said in a crisp voice: "Don't tell you, don't be Xin'er's big villain!"

Ye Wushuang's face was full of innocence, "Little Nizi, if you don't tell me, I also know where your mother is!"

Standing up, Ye Wushuang held a feather fan and bowed slightly to the courtyard: "Sister-in-law!"

Outside the fence, a shadow stood quietly, wearing a slender snow-like dress, like a fairy in a painting, but there was a different beauty condensed between the cold eyebrows, and there were no flaws in the fair skin and delicate facial features.

This is a flower that is enough to pour out the world, and the snow flying in the sky is eclipsed.

Qianchuan Xue, the chill on her body was stronger than ever, and when her indifferent eyes only touched the girl, a touch of tenderness flashed.

"Sister-in-law, this is the child of the head of the family, there is no room for mistakes, Xiao Xin'er must not be hurt in any way!" Ye Wushuang's expression was a little respectful, but more dignified.

Zhu pursed her lips, Qian Chuanxue raised her chin slightly, and the afterglow from the corner of her eyes swept faintly over Ye Wushuang and the prince, "His daughter, even if she dies, she can't escape!"

"Xin'er is the only flesh and blood of the head of the family, and there can't be any mistakes!"

"Besides, sister-in-law, you and Xin'er will not help if you stay here!" Ye Wushuang persuaded bitterly, but when he met Qian Chuanxue's indifferent gaze, his confidence was a little insufficient, he knew that the character of the lord in front of him was the same as that of the head of the family, once he made a certain decision, it would be difficult to change it. For Ye Wushuang's bitter persuasion, Qianchuan Xue directly ignored it, and her beautiful eyes showed firmness: "This is his home, Xin'er and I are going to wait for his return here!"

"My mother said that as long as my father comes back, I can beat away those big bad guys!" the girl brandished her pink fist, pretending to be fierce and cute.

Ye Wushuang looked at the prince with a pleading face, and the prince was about to speak, when the girl in his arms directly pinched the prince's face with her little hand, and said in a milky voice: "Uncle Prince, if you don't want Xin'er, Xin'er won't be with you!"

After speaking, Ye Xin immediately broke free from the prince's embrace and ran towards Qianchuan Xue with a jump, "Mother!"

A rare smile appeared on her delicate face, Qianchuan Xue's lips raised slightly, bent down, hugged the little girl, gently patted the little girl's head, and asked, "Xin'er, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, because my mother said that my father will come back!" The delicate little hand hooked Qianchuan Xue's slender jade neck, and the girl's eyes blinked slightly.

"Well, he'll be back!" Qingsi fell down like a waterfall, Qianchuan Xue raised her head, her beautiful eyes stared at the gloomy sky, and muttered: "If he doesn't come back, I will hate him for the rest of my life!"

The wind roared, the snow fell, Qianchuan Xue hugged the little girl, and walked to the courtyard in the distance, where there were two tombstones and a sword dance.

"What should I do?" Ye Wushuang said helplessly.

"Even if I die, I will protect their mother and daughter!" the prince got up and gently rubbed his face, which had been pinched by the little girl before, and his tone was extremely firm.

"You say, is the head of the family still alive?" Ye Wushuang's tone was rare with a hint of trembling, and his eyes stared straight at the prince.

The wind was stronger, the snow was more urgent, and the prince was silent for a while...... (To be continued......)