April, which was supposed to be the season of spring for all things, suddenly scattered all over the ground in the sound of horses' hooves.

Swords and swords, horns and drums contend, bleeding and drifting. Jing Ruhua carried the soul slashing knife and quickly walked in the crowd, like a harvester, where he passed, the crowd fell one after another, blood gathered into a river, a drop of blood splashed along the blade on Jing Ruhua's face, and the eyes became a miserable red.

In a trance, Jing Ruhua saw the resolute faces, as well as the crowd of people who cried bitterly, saw the crescent moon behind the weeping willows, and smelled the lotus fragrance that was accidentally startled by boating.

Jing Ruhua stood in the sea of corpses, blood was soaking her upper, the black black hair was dyed more densely by blood, the cinnabar between the eyebrows was gorgeous and compelling, the dark blue eyes were bloody, the sunset was setting behind her, her clothes that could not see the color were wet and sticking to her body, touching the ground and sucking the sea of blood, and the blade of the knife became brighter and sharper.

The crow flew over her, and the new shoots in the distance grew stronger and thriving after being watered with blood.

You don't see, Qinghai head, no one collects the white bones in ancient times, the new ghosts are annoyed and the old ghosts are crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy.

"Great, great wizard, the gates are broken." The man in armor stood three meters away from her, bending respectfully, he didn't expect that this great wizard was not only good at witchcraft, but also made him frightened by the kung fu of leading soldiers to fight, looking at the figure standing in the corpse, his head hung lower, he couldn't count how many people the great wizard had killed, how many souls he had harvested, this was already the last level to conquer the Flower Saint Country.

"Tomorrow, Moyu Country." Jing Ruhua walked in the pile of corpses, and under the sunset, his back was stretched for a long time.

"Yes."

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero. Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. Xiongzhongxiong, Dao

is different, seeing through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but making this life heroic. Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished. It is better to teach 10,000 people to grit their teeth and hate them, and not to teach them to scold me.

"Congratulations to the host, pay off the hatred points." After the system finished speaking, it dived, it now does not dare to ridicule the host at will, in the past half a month, the host and the murderous maniac, no, it is like a human flesh harvester, it can't count how many unjust souls died under the soul slashing knife, only know that the hatred value soared wildly, almost exploded its attribute version, sure enough, the war is best to get the hatred value, it's just that those innocent people who were slaughtered in the city, the system is impersonal, and they can't help but sigh.

Jing Ruhua didn't answer the host, the blood red in her eyes faded slightly, she put the soul slaying knife into her waist, Jing Ruhua stood on the cliff and watched the afterglow of the sunset, quietly distracted.

The wind in the cliff has eaten and taken away the smell of blood on her body, and Jing Ruhua seems to smell that the whole mountain is filled with that smell of blood, which will not go away for a long time.

"Alas, the Heavenly Demon Star is now, and this world will be chaotic." On the holy mountain, the Void Dao Chief looked at the twilight and sighed at the stars that had appeared in the sky early.

It seems that he can't leave it alone.

The illusory shadow flashed, and the Void Dao Elder had disappeared into the Holy Mountain.

"Princess, it's just right that you're back, and Your Majesty is looking for you everywhere."

Hua Liuli and his entourage left very smoothly, and within a few days, they arrived at the Palace of Hua Shengguo.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" The palace people saw that Hua Liuli was weakly held in Junyue's arms, and exclaimed.

"You go down first, she needs to get some rest." Junyue put Hua Liuli down on the bed, this time Hua Liuli came back in a hurry, and used spells, the child in the belly grew up day by day, Hua Liuli had less than thirty percent of the mana left, and this time she used mana to return to the palace, and took nine people with her, so that she fainted weakly as soon as she arrived in the city.

"Yes." The palace people don't know Junyue, but she knows the Qingri National Teacher who is standing not far away, although she doesn't know how the princess is, and there are those unfamiliar faces, but when the Qingri National Teacher is back, there is hope for the Flower Holy Kingdom, and the great wizard will be restrained.

Thinking of the great wizard, a burst of hatred came to the palace people's hearts, and they wanted to drink his blood and pick up his flesh, and his sister died on the battlefield.