Lan Wangshu hung high in the sky, his pupils were almost scattered, and he was covered with clear blood, and was so red that he was terrible.

The fire-burning spear pierced his skull cavity.

The dazzling and sticky blood flowed down the middle of the eyebrows, drawing a charming and beautiful color.

He looked at the red figure in the wind in shock, just like no one in the battle against the imperial realm, who dared not accept it if he looked at Guisen!

He suddenly grinned.

The blood flowing from his eyebrows to his eyelashes sank into his lips.

"Master, you are so beautiful."

Lan Wangshu smiled in a daze, like a madman in adversity: "It is Wangshu's honor to be able to die in the hands of his master."

Chu Yue looked at him coldly, like looking at the dog on the street.

As a life disappears, her eyes are filled with turmoil and ripples.

"Don't worry, no one in Zhongzhou dares to collect your body."

Chu Yue pulled out the spear from his forehead.

Blood splattered in the sky, like ink splashing on the yellow sand and fog.

There was a "bang".

Lan Wangshu and his gun fell to the ground, but the smile on his face was not stopped at all. He made a weak voice while bleeding: "Master...Master...is not over yet..."

Immediately, a pair of soft boots fell steadily.

Chu Yue clenched the spear tightly, and her eyes swept across Lan Wangshu and this bloody and chaotic battlefield with a cold look.

The soldiers in Xicheng District were full of morale, shouting and beating and killing, and vowing to return the grievances they had suffered just now.

Chen Cangqiong, who broke through the ground, shone with a whip's leg blade, mixed with endless explosive power, hit Chen Ruohan like a giant mountain.

Chen Ruohan transformed into a wolf and blocked the attack in a state of hand-to-hand combat.

Facing the wolf bone blade that completely exploded in Chen Cangkong, Chen Ruohan was no match at all.

"Bang!"

Chen Ruohan turned into a human form and fell to the ground in a mess. Blood was gushing out of the blood-red wounds on his waist and abdomen.

Chen Cangqiong limped towards him expressionlessly.

"Mom, don't-"

Chen Ruohan kept crying, like a newborn baby crying, his eyes full of innocence and innocence, as if he didn't know that the world is sinister and uninjustice is not eaten.

Chen Cangqiong's eyes turned red when he saw him like this, enduring the deep pain.

When she was pregnant, she used countless methods, and she could not erase the fetus in her womb with strong vitality.

She thought about giving birth to the baby and then finished it with her own hands.

However, when she saw two lives that fell out of her body, born from her, looked at her with innocent eyes, smiled at her, and opened her hands to her, she thought, perhaps, her duty was not to kill them, but to educate them well, break the rules of the seeds, and make them all become the best in this world.

Later, she thought again, she didn't have to hope that her son would be successful, as long as they were safe and smooth.

But she finally underestimated the evil of the bad species and hated the kindness of the woman she had at the time.

Sighing, she is a mother, not a cold killer!

"Mom, Han'er is wrong, it's all Han'er's fault."

Chen Ruohan cried and said, "It's all Han'er's fault. Han'er knows that you don't like us doing bad things. My brother and I shouldn't have killed those human warriors, we shouldn't have swallowed those ghosts and spirits alive, nor should we kill pregnant women in Nancheng. Mother, Han'er will never again. Han'er will change. Can you give me another chance? Han'er doesn't want to do this. I know you will be unhappy, but it's so uncomfortable. I like the smell of blood too much. I like to see them die. Mother, don't, hug me, hug..."

Thorn!

The wolf bone blade dripped through a ruthless and cruel arc from the air and wiped it along Chen Ruohan's neck.

Chen Ruohan covered his bloody neck with both hands and wanted to make a sound, but it was particularly difficult. He could only open his eyes like a dead fish.

"Mother--"

Chen Ruohan stretched out his blood-stained right hand towards Chen Cangkong, moved his knees on the ground, and moved closer to his mother bit by bit.

The moment before his death, he wanted to rush into his mother's arms, just like when he was born.

Chen Cangqiong took a few steps back.

He didn't even catch the corner of his mother's clothes.

The wolf bone blade on Chen Cangqiong's right leg was dripping blood.

She raised her head and looked at the sky through the yellow sand of the dark night. Suddenly she found that her eyes were a little sour and her heart was depressed.

Chen Ruohan fell on her legs and lay in a pool of blood. Until the moment she died, her hands remained in a stance to grab them.

The ghost envoys in the two major urban areas in the east and south have all been killed, and the soldiers in the city have lost their morale.

Chu Yue looked at Chen Ruohan on the battlefield, and then looked at the team in Beicheng District.

That carriage is still at its beginning position.

No matter how many people died in this battlefield, or who wins and who loses, it seems that they have nothing to do with the people in the carriage.

Chu Yue looked around the battlefield where the hungry people were everywhere again, frowned, and keenly noticed something was wrong.

Xuannv’s purpose is to make her and the ghosts of the ghosts both lose money?

No……

No!

In addition, there must be other plans!

Chu Yue closed her eyes, calmed herself down, and thought about Xuannv’s true intentions.

"Xiao Yezi, what's wrong?" Xuanyuan Xiu asked worriedly.

Suddenly!

Chu Yue suddenly opened her eyes, looked up at the guards of the Saint Maiden Palace, and whispered: "Xiangnu's intention is not me and Xicheng District, but the two southeastern urban areas!"

Xuanyuan Xiu was puzzled.

A question mark also appeared on the rag's mind.

The two major urban areas in the southeast are vowing to be loyal to Xuannv Palace. How could Xuannv be their intention?

The next moment, the blood heron made a cry like a demonic sound, which stimulated the eardrums and the soul was terrified!

Countless people raised their heads.

Nine large blood herons hovered in the sky.

The members of the guard standing on the back of the bloody egret pulled the bowstring.

Arrows fall like rain.

Each arrow was accurately aimed at the warriors in the southeastern city.

"Back back!"

Chu Yue shouted softly, and the spear threw out the black ghost fire as a protective barrier. With a wave of his right arm and long sleeve, he saw Shennong Shengxue floating down to protect the soldiers in Xicheng District.

The soldiers in Xicheng District retreated dozens of steps with Chu Yue.

Liu Yaoyao looked at the cold-blooded guards in shock, and was stunned: "What are they doing?"

"Sacrifice."

Chu Yue said coldly: "These soldiers who are loyal to Xuannv will sacrifice their lives and souls to Xuannv, and from then on they will become stepping stones for Xuannv and the food on the plate of Blood Heron."

Liu Yaoyao has a half-knowledge and half-understanding.

"Oh My God……"

Qin Tieniu ran over panting and wiped his sweat: "Xuannv is hunting her believers? Is Xuannv crazy?"

Scar King, Xu Yunge, Zhao Wushuang and others were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

The soldiers in the southeastern city fled under the arrows, their faces filled with despair.

They are all Xuannv’s most loyal subordinates!

"Look at the trajectory of the arrow carefully." Chu Yue said.

Everyone looked at the arrows, wrapped in azure light, and actually outlined a strange formation totem on this battlefield.
Chapter completed!