Yin looked at the place where the water was sounding, and saw Le Yisu holding a short blade in one hand and strangling Shui Zhongyue's neck with the other, looking at him with a hideous expression.

Although above the city, many soldiers wanted to stop Le Yisu with their lives, but first, Le Yisu's strength was much higher than them, and second, there were not many soldiers defending the city.

Le Yisu chased after the water moon very easily.

"Leave me alone, protect Pujia. The cold light in the eyes of the moon in the water appeared, and the color of determination was in full view.

Mrs. Taishou is by no means greedy for glory and wealth, she is with her lover!

"You!" Yin Zaisailor tightly grasped the handle of the water knife and looked at Le Yisu angrily.

"Give you three numbers, either release the law or collect the body of your wife. ”

"Three. ”

"II. ”

......

Just as Le Yisu was about to shout, Shui Zhongyue's body leaned forward hard, and Xiang exchanged his death for Yin Zaisui's decisiveness.

It's a pity that Le Yisu has long been on guard, and the moment Shui Zhongyue leans forward, Le Yisu replaced the knife face with the back of the knife and resisted Shui Yue's body.

Yin Zaishui looked at the moon in the water, and then looked at the surrounding Pujia City, he didn't know how to choose.

The city of Pujia advocates love.

Born for love, fighting for love, because of love, a Pujia city was built.

However, if Pujia City is gone, where will love be placed?

"General, save Madame!" said one of the soldiers.

"Save Madame. ”

The soldiers felt Yin Zaishui's difficulty, if Yin Zaishui was just a soldier at this time, maybe he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

But at this time, he is in a high position, and he is the city lord of the entire Pujia City, and his every move is related to the life and death of Pujia City.

Yin Zaishui slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of blood, like a wolf under the moon, staring at Le Yisu.

The two sides confronted each other like this, not moving.

The moonlight shrouded the vast land, and the night of the twelfth day of Pujia City felt so long.

It was originally a brightly lit Pujia City, but although it was ignited by the fire at this time, it was still bright, but in this bright flame, I felt a smell of despair.

I don't know if it's the scorched wood, or the final cry from the burning corpse.

The flames creaked, making a little noise from the oppressive atmosphere.

The water outside the city fluctuated slightly, and the water and struggled to get back on his feet, and his strong willpower made him wake up and continue to exert his spiritual power against the water wall.

Because his hands couldn't withstand the huge pressure, they burst open directly, and the flesh was separated, but no blood was revealed, because all the blood on his body had been converted into spiritual power by him.

On the water wall, small passages appeared in front of the soldiers, and Shui He let out his last cry: "Rush!"

Eventually, he fell to the ground.

This time, he really used all his strength and really collapsed completely......

He didn't know why he was fighting so hard to help the camp that forced him to fight.

Maybe it's a lot of blood, or maybe it's the corner of my heart that is activated at this moment.

Yanguo Shuimen has always been a plain sect, in the eyes of the outside world, it is not outstanding, nor is it small, it belongs to the most ordinary sect.

But it is in this kind of sect that it is the most powerful.

All actions are not based on limited strength, but on blood ties.

In the Water Gate, the suzerain has the supreme right, while his heirs and relatives have the second right, and the rights are limited one after the other.

Those disciples who were powerful and gifted were often suppressed by the sect master's heirs.

Shui He, on the other hand, belongs to the lowest queue, with not strong strength and no background.

Although he earnestly studied the Watergate method every day, in any case, he had no background and could not go up at all, so he could only be reduced to those high-level laborers.

In addition, he is very short, in addition to being looked down upon by those high-level officials, the heirs of the high-level also bully him very much, making jokes about his height.

But even so, there is a kindness in his heart.

This kind of thing, no matter how it changes, how it treats him, it still won't be erased from his bones.

Needing help, he nodded and said, "Okay." ”

bullied him and injured him, he just slowly got up and patted the dust on his body, leaned over, and returned to his room to heal himself.

The reason why he didn't leave was not because he didn't want to, but because he had a desire in his heart to fight on the battlefield and defend the country for the country.

Because of his height, he can only go to the battlefield by choosing the path of cultivation.

Therefore, he has been cultivating in Shuimen until now......

The first time he came into contact with the battlefield, the first time he faced the shadow of swords and swords, he saw the cruelty of war and the separation of flesh and blood.

He saw someone who was brave and not afraid of life and death. I also saw people fleeing in a hurry, retreating step by step.

He saw the arrows shot down from the city like shooting stars, lighting up the sky, and he also saw the national flag fluttering in the wind, exuding its unique charm.

This is what he has longed for for a long time, this is what he has always dreamed of.

Drinking ice for ten years, it is difficult to cool the blood in his heart.

And now, this blood has finally been stimulated.

Some people like money, some people love power, and they love beauty, but what he loves is to listen to the sound of horses' iron hooves, the sound of swords colliding, and the heroism of the soldiers under the city.

Everyone has their own ideals and wills in their hearts, and the collision between life and death is the most beautiful voice in the world for him.

The thin coolness of the first half of his life, in exchange for the blood of this moment, he does not regret it.

The body is skinned, and it is something that he cannot change. But what he can change is his own destiny.

Use what you have learned to make up for your heart's desire.

Therefore, he burned the blood in his body, so he used his life to open the first door to the Qingping Kingdom for the Tianyu Pavilion.

Maybe he didn't know what the Heavenly Pavilion was really doing, but he knew that following his dream would be enough, nothing more.

The soldiers watched as the passages opened, and they raised their swords and roared in the sky, rushing towards the city.

They waited for twelve days for this battle.

They are all hot-blooded men, and they are all ambitious men who fight for the country, and they finally broke out at this moment.

At this moment, the gate of Pujia City collapsed directly, and the dense crowd and the sound of horses' hooves trampling appeared in the vast night sky.

At this moment, Pujia City has completely fallen, and the once holy city of love has now slowly turned into ruins.

Shui He, who fell down, also slowly raised a smile on his lips at this time, and at the last moment of his life, he was satisfied......