Two months later.

Chang Lin retreated to the last city with the only remaining troops, and the general trend was gone, and it was only a matter of a few days to destroy the rebels.

Lu Jingmo agreed to go into battle to kill the enemy in person, and Feng Yinmei was worried about his safety, so she also followed him to the battlefield.

With the sound of drums and the imposing shouts of the soldiers, Lu Jingmo pulled out Shuotian and kept shuttling in the army.

During the fight, she glanced up at the high walls.

As expected, he met Ouyang Ping's eyes that were as poisonous as snakes and scorpions.

and Lu Jinghua, who escaped from the dark prison to save her, but at this time she was no longer human, her eyes were blood-red, and the nails of her ten fingers were long and pointed.

A few seconds later, as if she had received some kind of instruction from Ouyang Ping, her figure quickly jumped down from the city wall, and ran towards Lu Jingmo with both hands and feet.

In just a few months, he was trained by Ouyang Ping to become a monster who is neither human nor ghost.

Lu Jingmo looked disgusted, raised his hand and slashed it directly.

After she took Huang Zhi, her internal strength increased greatly, and her martial arts skills went to the next level, and Lian Tiandu was no longer her opponent, let alone Lu Jinghua, who had not been a corpse for a long time.

Before he had enough moves, Lu Jinghua was pierced through his eyebrows with a sword.

And Ouyang Pingyin, who was in the heights, smiled predictably.

Lu Jingmo looked up and just saw that an ominous premonition came from the bottom of his heart.

I saw that Lu Jinghua, who had just been killed by her, turned into a pool of blood, purple-black, purple-black in color, emitting an unpleasant smell.

The gas quickly spread, and the ion You and Feng Yinmei not far behind her smelled it, and after a while, they began to become unstable.

There were also many soldiers who smelled the poisonous gas and vomited blood on the spot.

Lu Jingmo shook her somewhat dizzy brain, she has a physique that is invulnerable to all poisons, but she is too close to the pool of blood, which has more or less some effect.

The blade of the sword was raised, and a pile of loess covered the purple-black blood water.

"Your martial arts have improved a lot, I'm afraid there is no opponent for you in this world."

Ouyang Ping flew down the city wall at some point and walked behind her.

Lu Jingmo's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned back.

But late.

Ion You and Feng Yinmei have been choked by her neck.

"You can't fight the deity hard, but with the two of them in hand, do you say the deity wins or loses?"

A hideous smile rose on Ouyang Ping's tree-like face, and the strength of his hands increased, and the faces of the two of them were immediately reddened.

"Tell your soldiers to stop, otherwise their lives won't be saved."

The two sides were at a stalemate for several seconds.

Seeing that Ion You's face turned from red to purple, Lu Jingmo threw Shuotian in his hand and shouted loudly:

"Everyone, stop fighting!"

After a cup of tea.

The battlefield where the roar just resounded through the sky was silent.

Lu Jingan received Lu Jingmo's eye signal, and moved to Ouyang Ping's back with very light steps......

"Now, the deity wants you to retire."

Ouyang Ping relied on the hostages in his hands and wanted to make the person on the other side give in again.

Who knows, Lu Jingmo did not compromise this time:

"It's impossible for Lone to retreat."

In the face of family and country affairs, she will never give in.

"Oh, are you sure?"

Ion You was lifted up by Ouyang Ping, his toes off the ground, dying.

His phoenix eyes kept falling with tears because of physiological reactions.

Lu Jingmo saw his lips moving:

"Ink."

"Leave me alone."

"I'm not afraid of death."