In the middle of the night, Du Jiang Xiu took Chu Huarong, Lane Sanping, Kou Dao Feiyan and others according to the road defense map given by Beichen Yuanhuang, avoided many checkpoints, and slowly walked towards the border of the northern corner, and now the middle of the night has passed, and the dawn is also close at hand.

"There are no more sentry posts to stop us. Du Jiang Xiu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked back at Chu Huarong and the others behind him, "You guys, leave quickly, leave the north corner of the world, and there is a place to settle down." Brother Chu, about the matter of the Chu Mansion, my Majesty will say sorry to you. ”

Since childhood, they have been together, but now they have to be separated, cross the river and sigh in their hearts, and at the same time they are a little moved, touched that the brotherhood of their best friends has not changed in the end, Beichen Yuanhuang has not been a killer in the end, giving Chu Huarong and others a way to live. This also strengthened the determination to cross the river and repair Beichen Yuanhuang to die today and break his bones in revenge.

"This matter has nothing to do with you or Emperor Yuan, it is my own fault. ”

There is no hindrance, could it really be that you have thought too much?

Chu Huarong looked ahead, and his heartstrings, which had been tense all the way, finally relaxed a little at this moment. looked at Du Jiang Xiu, his eyes met, and he knew it. The same people who accompanied the man all the way, the same people who witnessed the man's ascension, and now they can see that man as before, and only the two of them can understand the taste.

"Rong'er, the situation is not right, don't let your guard down!" At this moment, Kou Dao Fei Fei suddenly spoke, his brows were tightly locked, and his one arm was already held on the Hell Knife, the catastrophe of life and death was only for a moment, and only the most familiar knife could give him a sense of safety at this moment.

"Master, what did you say?!"

Before the words fell, the earth was already shaken, and the vast army formation surrounded by the well-equipped Beiyu Army was shrinking the living space of Chu Huarong and his party step by step, and the killing intent exuded was enough to pierce the bones, and the person who led the army was - Beichen Yin.

"Ordered to arrest the rebel rebels. Beichen Yin stood at the front, his eyes were cold and tightly locked on Du Jiang Xiu in the crowd, "Shu Jianbo, you know the whereabouts of the rebellion and do not report it, but instead assist the rebel to escape, and the same crime as the rebellious party, according to the law of the northern corner, executed on the spot." ”

Beichen Yin......

Du Jiang Xiu's hands trembled, and his eyes were already red, but he didn't know that when Beichen Yin, the king of Tianxi, appeared, he finally woke up. How could it not have changed, everything was just my own fantasy. The road to the king, which has been destined from the beginning, is a road of no return full of ruthlessness and loneliness.

"Du Jiang Xiu, do you have any other excuses?!" Beichen Yin asked sharply.

In response to him, it was only a knife, a knife from hell, that opened the gates of hell for sinners.

The first time he fought, Kou Dao Fei knew that he was by no means Beichen Yin's opponent, but he was never willing to give up, even if he died, Chu Huarong must live, this is his life, staying in this hellish world, the last bit of warmth.

"Hell Knife, in the last battle, there was still one move missing, today, Beichen Qingfeng understands it again!"

In the face of the hell knife that broke through the air, Beichen Yin Qingfeng made a move, sheathed back, and collided three times, and the hell knife immediately fell back into the hand of the flying knife. Then the knife flew and rushed forward with the knife.

"Master!"

"You go!"

"This time, you can't put it off. ”

The sword is not out, the knife is hideous, the wrong tricks are between life and death, and Beichen Yin is even more comfortable. With faith in his heart, Kou Dao Fei knew that this battle could not be defeated, the knife dance body was ruthless, and he retreated slightly, and then it was a series of attacks;

Step by step, step by step, the brisk and casual sword, the calm and continuous knife, the limited space for confrontation, rubbing out the spark and slipping down.

"The Kou Knife is flying, the Hell Knife is a great sound today. ”

"The gates of hell are here, sinners bow down!"

After more than ten moves, the heavier the knife, the more crazy the sword, the moment of collision, the knife raised, the sword came out, the step volley, Beichen Qingfeng spit out a bloodthirsty cold light, the Kou knife flew into the ground, and a knife qi fell, but saw-

"Good swordsman!"

The blade of the sword crossed, the knife broke, the person died, the first flight, and blood spattered. Grievances, hatreds, falling hands, the end of life, everything, is nothing more than a sigh and a laugh.

"Rong'er, ......"

The knife man closes his eyes, and the last cry is the joy of liberation in this life, or the helplessness of regret, and people will never be able to solve it.

"Master!"

"Shoot the arrows!"

Ruthlessly waved his hand, said indifferently, and then the arrows rained down, making Sanping, Chu Huarong, and crossing the river, none of them were spared, the arrows entered the body, piercing the bones, piercing the heart, crossing the river and cultivating the body full of scarlet, feeling the limbs gradually weak, falling to the ground, looking at the dark sky, I don't know when, the black clouds have covered the bright moon.

"Crossing the River and Repairing ...... I wish Emperor Yuan, the hegemony is eternal, the national fortune is eternal, and the country is eternal, hahahahaha!"

Emperor Yuan, Emperor Yuan, took off the coat of the phoenix, leaving behind the cruel true face of the emperor. I only hate, I only hate myself for deceiving myself, and I still have expectations.

"Master...... Master ......"

The slowly moving body, followed by more penetrating pain, blood splashes, soaked in pink peach shirts, eyes that gradually lost focus, eyes that were unwilling to close for a long time, not regret, just for the reluctance to remember......

"Back to the prince, Lang Sanping, Jiang Xiu, Chu Huarong, and Kou Dao Fei have all been ambushed. ”

"Someone bribed him and returned to the Imperial City. ”

Just after Beichen Yin left, he saw a butterfly and a palm, each taking away the remains of Kou Dao Feiyan and Chu Huarong, and disappeared without a trace.

In the Xiangdie Pavilion, Du Jiang Xiu and others left, leaving only Du Xiangdie alone, seeing that the middle of the night was about to pass, the dark clouds closed the moon, and Du Xiangdie's heart suddenly felt a sense of restlessness.

"Why are you suddenly uneasy, Jiang Xiu and they won't have an accident, right?" Thinking of this, Du Xiangdie was even more restless, wandering back and forth, and her face gradually condensed and sad.

At this very moment-

Under the dark night, a figure burst into the Fragrant Butterfly Pavilion.

"Who are you?!"

"It's better to worry about yourself than to worry about others. The Demon Dragon Sacrifice Heaven said coldly: "Where is the picture scroll of the emperor's posthumous son?"

"What do you say, what are you!"

"Ha, that's it, it's just a square inch, just look for it yourself. ”

When the words fell, the sharp palm fell, instantly destroying the heart of the butterfly, and the eyes of the butterfly were wide open, and the breath was overwhelming. Later, after rummaging in the Butterfly Pavilion for a while, the black shadow took a scroll and left. The Butterfly Pavilion was also burned down by a fire.

"Jiang Xiu, Huarong ......" In the palace, Beichen Yuanhuang looked into the distance through the window, his eyes were full of inexplicable emotions. The fragments of the past, playing and learning, echoed in Beichen Yuanhuang's mind, and at this moment, he unconsciously remembered the problem of Yu Jiefei.

You, you must, don't......