The sound fell from the sky and spread all over the world.

The moment it sounded, this world like a slaughterhouse was all silent like death.

When Chu Yue heard this, she was stunned, her pupils suddenly tightened, and her red lips opened slightly.

She looked up at the end of the night almost incredulously. The mist in her eyes gathered, blurring her gaze. She only vaguely saw the blood moon that was gradually being rendered, as if a figure tore apart the night and flew from a distance.

The outline of the man's figure was reflected in the blood moon.

A long black suit danced with the wind and was imprinted in the charming blood moon.

She stepped on the wind and shining with the light of stars and moons, like the ancient god of war. After many years, she came to the city she had guarded and the country she defended again.

Her figure gradually became clear, and the night was like her cloak.

The extremely delicate face gradually appeared under the reflection of the Vermillion Bird Fire.

Now.

The Red God Sword placed in the Chuyue Shennong space made a violent trembling sound.

After trembling constantly, he left Shennong's space and ran towards the sky.

Chu Yue raised her head, opened her eyes wide, and her thin figure was wrapped in a fire-like red dress, standing thinly in the wind covered with blood mist.

Above Dongli City, the Red God Sword flew past, and the afterimage flashed suddenly.

In the wind of the rush, Mu Qinghuang suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the sharp and huge Red God Sword.

There was still a silence around.

After a long silence, a carnival broke out.

The nineteenth major general of Zhenbei Army cried with joy and was very excited.

The soldiers, the people and the warriors in front of Dongli City were all filled with tears, and they were as pious as if they were seeing gods.

"Mr. Marquis! It's Marquis! It's our Zhenbei Marquis back! Marquis is back!"

"Zhenbei Hou is still alive! Zhenbei Hou is back! Our Shenwu Heaven has appeared!"

"Shenwu, it's saved!!!"

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Among the crowd.

Emperor Shenwu was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and looked at Mu Qinghuang from afar, showing a smile, but his eyes were filled with tears.

He, Xiao Tianyou and others guarded the ice coffin deep in the imperial study for many years.

In his lifetime, it is a blessing for the people of the Shenwu Empire to see the heroic figure of Zhenbei Hou again.

For the people who are in distress, it is hope.

Emperor Shenwu straightened his spine and closed his eyes slightly, and hot tears flowed out of his eyes.

In the strange beast army ahead, the evil king saw his face and figure that he was dreaming about day and night, and his eyes were filled with horror.

He watched Mu Sheng break her bones with his own eyes. How could she still appear safely?

How could this be?

The evil king was puzzled.

At this time, Mu Qinghuang held the Red Divine Sword in his hand, landed with both feet, and walked slowly towards the girl who was thinking about her.

She saw the girl's body and the wounds that were bleeding, and her heart hurt.

The evening breeze stirred up the girl's black black hair, gently covering her blood-stained face.

The girl smiled in the wind, and what reflected her eyes were her mother slowly walking towards her.

Chu Yue grinned and exposed her white teeth, and two lines of clear tears slid across her face. She was like a girl of the same age among the ladies. She felt extremely wronged when she saw her mother, and her wounds would also hurt slightly.

At this moment, she was no longer the third master who was invincible and then established. She was the pearl in the palm of Zhenbeihou and the person with a mother.

The world seemed to be still, everything was silent, only the wind roared, and the banner on the city wall made a sound.

Chu Yue took a deep breath and said loudly: "Where is Zhenbei Army?"
Chapter completed!