A man who no one is paying attention to shoots an arrow that no one could have predicted.

Mo Qianlan was already extremely thin, and it was almost easy for an arrow to penetrate his body, and the little prince opened his mouth, his eyes widened, and he fell to the ground with Mo Qianlan.

Yin Nan turned his head sharply, his two eyes looking in the direction of the arrow like electricity.

After Huang Yiren fired the arrow, he immediately put away the crossbow, flashed to the side, tore off the beard on his face, hid it in his sleeve, and prepared to leave while the chaos, but Yin Nan stared at him at a glance.

Just as she touched the knife, Mo Qianlan coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood, she quickly squatted down and picked up Mo Qianlan, her face was shocked: "Uncle!"

There was a blood hole in Mo Qianlan's chest, the blood coughed up from his mouth was with minced meat, and he looked at Yin Nan with blank eyes, he knew that Yin Nan's mind was an ornament, and he gasped and said, "Kill."

Before the words fell, Yin Nan had already heard the sound of the knife coming out of its sheath, and at the same time, Jin Yu shouted.

"The Han people are deceitful!"

"Kill!"

King Wei had made full preparations before, but when the matter came, his mind was blank, and when he saw the golden scimitar out of the sheath and the iron arrows full of bows, he instinctively squatted down.

Slightly slower than him was Hou Fuzhong.

After Hou Fuzhong exclaimed, he also squatted down.

He is a Wenchen, the corpses are all over the field, the poetry is Jin Ge Iron Horse, in fact, he has not even killed a chicken, squatting beside King Wei with a blank face, he has even lost his emotions.

Hot blood suddenly poured from the top of their heads, and a head rolled down to the bottom of the table, and when the two looked at it at the same time, they saw Li Qing's eyes wide, his face full of horror, and he couldn't look at it.

King Wei was shocked, Hou Fuzhong suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed King Wei, and dragged him under the table, King Wei's hand swept to his head, and the head rolled out again.

The sound of knives and axes came one after another, the entire dome was torn apart, a knife stabbed in, Hou Fuzhong made an "ah" sound, and even rolled and crawled to dodge, and got out from under the table.

Massacre, corpses - others are in Kuanzhou, but it is the first time to face the battlefield, it turns out that the killing is so unscrupulous, and human life is not as good as ants.

He also saw that Yin Nan let go of Mo Qianlan, and in the midst of the siege, he did not kill Jin Yu, but pursued and killed his entourage.

No, it's not his entourage, that face is familiar, he saw it when he was picking up the wind and washing the dust for the King of Wei, and it was the guard of the King of Wei!

Why did the guards of the King of Wei wear the clothes of his entourage?

He was full of doubts, and had nowhere to hide, so he continued to shrink under the table, reached out and picked up a knife, and held it in his hand tremblingly, and someone slammed it on the table, I don't know whether it was dead or alive, but fortunately the table was heavy and hard, and did not collapse.

After a while, he carefully stretched out his head again to watch, and the battle suddenly became fierce, Yin Nan didn't know what to shout, and the random arrows immediately shot towards the Wei king's guards, and instantly pierced him into a hedgehog.

Ten thousand arrows pierce the heart!

The sun was bright, illuminating this scene vividly, and Huang Yiren's face was unobscured, reflected in Hou Fuzhong's eyes.

Hou Fuzhong was so frightened that half of the three souls and seven spirits were gone, retracted his head, and trembled, and the King of Wei squirmed to his side, rumbling in his ear: "How's going outside?"

Hou Fuzhong opened his mouth: "Dead."

A word of nonsense.

King Wei looked quite calm, as if he was out of his body, separated from everything in front of him, and he didn't see anything real.

Hou Fuzhong couldn't say anything, so he could only crawl out by himself, until he crawled to Mo Qianlan's side, and pulled out Fang Sheng in his hand.

Fang Sheng had blood on it, and the handwriting on it would soon be stained, he hurriedly opened it, and then froze in place.

It's a blank slate.

Mo Qianlan was holding a blank piece of paper in his hand!

"Impossible," he looked at Mo Qianlan, "How could it be a blank sheet of paper?"

Mo Qianlan was still a little conscious, and he wanted to laugh but couldn't.

A blank sheet of paper, of course.

He never thought of using the wealth of the ten states to feed Jin Yu into a fierce rival.

His purpose has always been

Son of King Jin.

Can the Ninth World take revenge? Although it is a hundred generations!

The dynasty and the golden captives, there will never be peace!

The emperor had to tolerate an army that only Mo Lingfeng could command, and he had to send a steady stream of military salaries, and within ten years, the dynasty would be weakened, and the fortunes of the country would decline due to years of war.

Mo Qianlan snorted, which should be sarcastic.

This time, he knew that he couldn't escape, and he was going to die.

The pain swept over him, crushing the last of his strength, and he opened his eyes wide in despair and regret, and suddenly saw Mo Lingfeng.

It was like a hallucination on his part.

He couldn't hold it anymore, closed his eyes, and felt that he had suddenly become the way he was when he was young, full of spirit, and had not been tortured in this world.

He hugged the infant Mo Lingfeng and showed Cheng Taishan: "Look, my aunt."

He patted her, "Don't cry, don't cry."

Cheng Taishan's face was also very young, and he glanced at it with disgust: "So thin, not like your sister, like a monkey's sister."

"Fart!" He hugged his beloved sister and turned to leave, "I'm leaving."

I'm gone, in this world, never again.

It wasn't his hallucination, the person who came here was indeed Mo Lingfeng.

She woke up earlier than Mo Qianlan expected, and when she ran to the gate of the city, the bloody aura had already spread, she was stunned for a moment, and then the six gods and no master rushed forward to find Mo Qianlan.

"Brother!"

Yin Bei and Chong Tao quickly led their troops to join the fight and open the way for Mo Lingfeng.

Mo Lingfeng soon saw Yin Nan, saw the blood on Yin Nan's body, and saw Mo Qianlan beside Yin Nan.

She rushed away, all the blood rushed to her brain, her eyes went straight to Venus, her ears rumbled, and a stream of black blood rose from the bottom of her heart, until it came to her mouth, and she swallowed it unconsciously, and her soul exploded and shattered in her body, leaving only a blank.

By the time she arrived, Mo Qianlan's chest had not risen or fallen.

Her face quickly lost its color, and the blood that had just surged up her head faded without a trace, and she didn't know where to go, so that she was cold all over.

She knelt down, picked up Mo Qianlan's upper body, held his cold and weightless body in her arms, and said dryly: "Brother, don't scare me."

The voice was faintly heard in the shouting of killing, her body was tense, her head drooped down, her back was rickety, her cheeks were pressed against Mo Qianlan's face, her pupils became bigger and darker, and after a breath, she shouted heartbreakingly: "Brother!"

Tears flowed all over her face in an instant, and an invisible hand grabbed her throat, making her breathless and speechless, but she grabbed Mo Qianlan's hand, her voice split her throat, and shouted again: "Brother!".

The hoarse voice was bloody, poignant, and heart-wrenching, making the hearts of all who heard it palpitate.

One after another, she had no thought, no soul, only a heartless cry, the bright sun fell in her eyes, the whole world began to darken, and she could no longer be complete with the world being torn apart.

Exhaled in one breath, it was his own blood, and in one breath, it was his brother's blood, and their brother and sister were in the same breath, and there was a day of separation?