Han Xuanluo was in danger, Pei Xiongzhang's previous loss was too large and obviously half a beat slower, Liu Miaomiao's heart was more than enough but her strength was insufficient, and the apricot eyes were full of worry and a heavy sense of powerlessness!

Han Xuanluo's entire body was already locked by the sword intent, and it was difficult for the system to convert the damage of the fatal blow, and the death-free gold medal won by the lottery had already been consumed, as if it was already a fish on the sticky board!

"Prajnaparami! Prajnaparami! Prajnaparami!"

"It's really urgent to ask for a moonlight treasure box online!"

Han Xuanluo had already given up struggling, and silently recited the incantation in a delusional manner.

And the Leng Ming, who was about to leave, suddenly stopped, and then his eyes flashed and he hesitated slightly, and suddenly turned around after shaking off the three thousand green silks!

With Leng Ming's brilliant turn, the whole person actually gave people a vague and illusory feeling, and behind him, I don't know when a row of neat doppelgangers appeared, and the outlines of their respective bodies were faintly glowing with a little golden light!

The flying sword is far from reaching the realm of confusing everyone's vision with emotion, which means that those golden people standing behind Leng Yin are not illusions after confusion, but materialized presentation!

What was really shocking was that at the moment when the golden light appeared, Han Xuanluo's body was also bizarrely glowing with the same golden light, and the flying sword that was less than half a foot away from the center of his eyebrows was also forcibly stopped by the golden light!

Immediately after that, I only looked at the cold and dark willow eyebrows to the forehead, and the delicate body bowed slightly, and the neat rows of golden people behind him were instantly and regularly integrated with the body of the cold and dark corpse!

At the same time, it was extremely visually shocking, and at the moment before the last golden light sank into the cold underworld body, the golden light that Han Xuanluo was protecting trembled slightly, and the flying sword finally broke the restriction of the golden light, and it no longer sank into Han Xuanluo's eyebrows without hindrance!

However, what was surprising was that the flying sword pierced through his skull but no blood spilled out, only the golden light around his body trembled a few times and then collapsed overwhelmedly, and with it, Han Xuanluo's entire body dispersed!

Immediately after that, the last golden light clone that was about to merge with Leng Yin suddenly paused, and it turned out to be quite magically transformed into Han Xuanluo's figure!

"Di Dong, capture the fragment of the mystery of the three seasons of the cicada that does not know the taste of martial arts-the golden cicada is out of its shell, and the progress of the practice: one-tenth!"

Han Xuanluo immediately patted his chest in fear after exhaling turbidity for a long time after the rest of his life, and at the same time, his heart was also full of excitement for this unexpected life-saving skill capture!

His strength is mainly improved by relying on death...... cough cough damage value conversion, but if you meet a real master, such as the mysterious person who enters the sword with emotion, it will still be cold under the absolute strength of the crush!

Originally, I could only rely on the ethereal lottery to get the death-free card, but now with this golden cicada's shelled martial arts, if you cultivate to the peak, it will obviously have an extra life!

However, that cold and dark corpse was overconsumed, his face turned pale in an instant, and he staggered a few times, and was barely able to stabilize his body after being held by Han Xuanluo's shoulders.

Immediately after that, Pei Xiongzhang's burly body like a hill came belatedly, carrying the drum urn and golden hammer on his shoulders to protect Han Xuanluo and the three of them, and his eyebrows swept coldly towards the gradually clear shadow that came from afar!

"The life-saving technique of the golden cicada is willing to be grafted on the body of others, aren't you the one who fought with Liu Miaomiao twenty years ago...... Cold?"

In the distance, a haggard woman in cloth gradually walked in, her ordinary face was covered with the old folds of the equality of all beings, although the actual age should be similar to that of Leng Ming and Liu Miaomiao, but it gave people the feeling of the vicissitudes of old people!

Leng Mingyan raised his eyebrows lightly after hearing the question in her tone, and looked his eyes up and down for a while without thinking out what the master of the sect in the rivers and lakes was, although he was not among the grandmasters, but he also won some fame in the rivers and lakes, and immediately rolled his eyes a few times before arching his hand and said:

"It's the three seasons of cicadas who are cold and dead, and I haven't asked Your Excellency for your name!"

Hearing this, the woman in plain cloth gently beckoned, and immediately the stainless steel sword full of rust was summoned to the front by the calloused hand, and then Han Xuanluo was slightly panicked and hid behind Pei Xiongzhang, his eyes full of fake fear!

I just saw that the woman flicked the sword with her fingers, and when she heard the humming sword groan, she half-squinted her eyes and said: "The three seasons of cicadas are really extraordinary, I am not a hero of the rivers and lakes, just an old widow who has suffered the pain of losing her husband!"

Instead, the woman's gaze fell on Han Xuanluo's body, and there were a few strange lights that quickly swept away, and then asked tentatively: "You are the third son of that Liu Miaomiao, the prince of the palace?"

Hearing this, Han Xuanluo's eyes flashed, and he was a little unpredictable for a while, Han Zheng had a son and two daughters, and the eldest sister went to study in the school palace of the Central Plains Xuanmen, and she was well versed in chess and scheming, even those old monsters who were in retreat could only be open to her!

The second sister has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, and when she saw these poems, she fell asleep and couldn't stand the nagging of Han Zheng and Liu Miaomiao, so she secretly ran to the Western Regions and became a general under Han Zheng's son Jing Qingheng!

The whole world knows that he Han Xuanluo is the youngest son of the palace, the prince of Qin Wangfu, and few people call him the awkward name of "the third son of the king of Qin".

Immediately, Han Xuanluo opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, but suddenly his face changed slightly, and the dragon sword body that was erected behind Liu Miaomiao, like a sky-high banner, groaned softly, and then disappeared in place without warning!

Seeing this, the woman bowed her head slightly after retracting the cold color in her eyes, and squinted at Han Zheng who was walking slowly, accompanied only by Xu Dian, the number one master in the palace.

Xu Dian dragged the ground with a long knife in an angry manner, staring at the woman in front of him, and it could be seen from his hand holding the handle of the knife that the old woman had given him a lot of pressure!

On the other hand, Han Zheng was not afraid to widen the distance that was originally half a step ahead in an instant, and before Xu Dian could react, he was already confronted by the woman!

After a while, Han Zheng first chuckled, clasped his hands on both sides of the dragon jade belt around his waist, straightened his waist and said: "This king promised to give you three chances to assassinate, and all the secret guards and masters in the palace will not stop it, but this king allowed you to kill me Han Zheng, not this king's princess and son!"

"Three assassination opportunities, one sixteen years ago, now the king's wife and children can be counted as twice! If you use the sword again, this king will kill you!"

Han Zheng's flat tone seemed to imply the power of a thousand jun, but this unintimidating momentum didn't scare the woman much!

After glancing at Han Zheng with an indifferent expression, the old woman turned to look at the rusty steel sword in front of her, and her calloused hands caressed it carefully and gently.

"A gentleman is hard to chase after a word, you Han Zheng is a dignified king of the Yin Dynasty, and you will also play these little tricks of chewing words!"

Han Zheng was not angry when he heard this, but raised his head and laughed: "Haha, you call me a gentleman, and you call me a gentleman, that's just a false praise!"

"Even if these three assassination opportunities were really earned by you because of my negligence, the secret guards and those masters in the palace will also take action if necessary, but it took a lot of effort for me to survive this life, not enough to kick him back even if the king of Hades comes out!"

The woman's cold eyes flashed with a fierce color, and she clenched her fists in anger, and even the steel sword in front of her was buzzing and groaning under the influence of this!

"The reason why your Han Zheng's life can be kept to this day is not because your brothers gave you their lives!"

"I'm a woman, I don't understand the brotherhood between you men, he joined the army to fight to protect the family and defend the country, I shouldn't stop him, I'm afraid that the neighbors will see the joke, but what qualifications do you have to let him die for you!"

"He is a soldier under the command of your King Qin, but he is also the husband of a woman, and the father of the unborn child, just because he belongs to the blood burial camp, he deserves to die, I deserve to be a widow, and my newborn child deserves to be starved to death!"

Even though the woman said this hoarsely, her heart was beyond everyone's imagination and swallowed all the resentment!

Although the body trembled lightly because of this, there were no tears flickering, except for the steel sword that shook a few times and fell weakly in the woman's hand!

As soon as the woman's words came out, everyone on the spot except for Liu Miaomiao, who was supported by Han Xuanluo, and the others shook their bodies as if they had been struck by lightning.

Now Han Xuanluo Fang knew why this woman's sword intent was so unique and not engraved by the gray eyes of the system, the true feelings in the world were priceless, if they could be copied, it would be a trampling on dignity!

When he looked at the woman, his eyes were full of indescribable complexity, surprise, shock, sympathy, and even a little pity!

Everyone in the world knows the glorious achievements of the 3,000 blood burial camp that can destroy the great master, but a few people know that the frozen thousands of miles of no return, swaying thousands of miles of heroic blood, the vast snow-capped mountains are full of blood, and no one has returned the 3,000 soldiers!

As soon as he thought of this, Han Xuanluo's heart couldn't help but feel some unspeakable guilt, and after Liu Miaomiao felt the loneliness of his expression, she trembled and stroked Han Xuanluo's handsome cheeks and said: "The blood of heroes is shed for the common people in the world, and it is not as peaceful as the millions of corpses!"

In contrast, Han Zheng obviously couldn't say Liu Miaomiao's literary and popular words, and immediately took a step forward and said to the woman: "Their death is for more people to live, I know that you have always thought in your heart that the blood burial camp was the personal vendetta of the princess, so you went to the Diluo Snow Mountain Villa overnight to fight to the death with the great grandmaster! But what this king wants to tell you today is that the three assassination opportunities are not because I feel guilty, but because your husband is one of the three thousand blood burial camps!" The blood burial camps are all voluntary enlistment, and I said that the opening of the blood burial camp is a battle to the death, and no one wants to come back alive!

"When the horse came back from the rivers and lakes, the Qin army was already exhausted, but they still found you day and night, and the midwives lined up to go in and out, and in the end, it was because of your poor physical strength to make a mess that the child was not saved! I, Han Zheng, have killed a lot of people, and folded more people, but I dare to pat my chest and guarantee that not a drop of the hero's blood has been shed in vain, and I Han Zheng has beaten down the long-awaited peace of the prosperous world!"