Wearing a fiery red dress and holding a small white snake to play with in her hand, Yelu Yinlu looked at the magical dragon armor formation in the city. A group of dark black clouds hovered over the formation, and dark green light shuttled through the formation like a dragon.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark, with flying sand and rocks.
It feels like Mount Tai is overwhelming you.
There were bursts of painful wails and sounds of fighting in the Dragon Armor Formation. The people trapped in the formation continued to fight. Even their closest relatives lost their judgment when they entered the formation and would kill everyone.
Considered as a deadly enemy who wants to be exterminated.
This formation hovered over the entire Panyang and Khitan's Youzhou City. The people in the two cities were controlled, and the scene was horrific.
Zhu Minglie was now trapped in the formation.
"Haha, National Master, I didn't expect this Dragon Armor Formation to be so powerful. In my opinion, we can defeat the Ri Yao Dynasty without spending a single soldier."
"That's right, it took three full years for the Dragon Armor Formation to finally be established. Moreover, after my day and night spell casting, now, the Tianmen Formation and the Princess and You Human Formation are integrated into one, and no one can shake it." Hua Bai.
Bearded, the national master in Taoist uniform said.
"Hahaha... In the future, the entire Central Plains will be under the rule of the Khitan. No one can shake the Khitan's status, and no one can invade the Khitan's territory." Yelu Yin's sinister heart was clearly revealed.
.
"But innocent people are killing each other, this...this..." "Pah..." Yelvyinlu slapped her in the face with her backhand - "Untouchable people, weak-minded, they can't resist the power of the Tianmen Formation...
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"However, when two armies are fighting and confronting each other, innocent people should not be harmed." The old minister covered his face and said.
"To achieve great things, regardless of trivial matters, all the sacrifices made by untouchable people are to let the world know that my princess can turn her hands into clouds and rain. My brother is convinced that he lost. But compared to this princess, I will fight against the enemy.
In view of the desire to take Tong back under his account, it is not a pity for these common people to die." Yelu Yinlu said cruelly and without emotion. With a squeeze of his hand, the little white one suddenly opened his mouth and spit out the scarlet snake core.
son.
"Princess is wise!" All the ministers knelt down.
"Hmph! If you do the math, Qin Liusu's snake venom should be almost gone. Now that Zhu Minglie has fallen into the formation again, Zhu Yetong is about to show up. Zhuoma..."
"My slave is here..."
"How are you preparing the prince-consort outfit?"
"Go back to Princess, everything is ready."
"Bring it to the tower. I want to see the man I love most wearing it and marrying me."
"yes!"
Yelu Yinlu looked at where Zhuye Tong's soldiers and horses were, with an expression of determination to win.
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"It's not good, the master was poisoned and passed out again..."
Lengmei hurried over and said in a deep voice.
"What?"
Emperor Zhuyao and Zhuye Tong, who were discussing how to break the formation, heard this and hurried to Zhuminglie's camp at the same time. The expressions on their faces were extremely solemn and full of worry.
When he opened the curtain and took a look, Liusu was lying on the bed, huddled up. The doctors accompanying the army were standing beside the bed. They were all so anxious that they were sweating coldly and were helpless. When they saw His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Thirteenth Master, they all knelt down.
Go down.
Lifting the sheets and taking a look, Emperor Zhuyao and Zhuye Tong suddenly trembled in their hearts. Liusu's face was as white as paper, her lips were black, and her whole body was trembling. A pair of feet exposed to the air were so swollen that they were almost transparent. She
He opened his mouth weakly and said something, but he couldn't hear it at all.
"Liu Su..." Seeing this scene, Emperor Zhuyao stepped forward and held the frail person in his generous and warm embrace. She was so weak and thin, Emperor Zhuyao could only feel that the person in his arms was
So fragile, he gently, gently, for fear of accidentally touching her.
Zhuye Hitomi was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Doctor, how could this happen? Didn't you just take the drug?"
"Back to Thirteenth Master, the poison has accumulated for too long. Taking drugs only treats the symptoms but not the root cause."
"What's going on now?"
"Back to the Thirteenth Master, this poison has penetrated into the meridians of the body. The master is afraid...I am afraid that he will not survive today!"
"That's nonsense!! Someone, drag this nonsense thing out and chop it up!" Upon hearing this, Hitomi Zhuye burst into rage with rage all over his body.
He raised his foot and mercilessly kicked the doctor who was speaking far away. The doctor quickly knelt down and said, "Ah... Lord Thirteen, please forgive me, Lord Thirteen, please spare your life..." When the doctor heard this, he said,
Kowtowed violently.
"Slave...slave..."
"Ten...three..." Liusu raised his hand with difficulty in Emperor Zhuyao's arms.
"Thirteen, stop training me." Emperor Zhuyao knew Liusu's meaning and stopped her.
Zhuye Hitomi walked to the bed in a few steps and looked at Liusu who was curled up in the prince's arms. He raised his hand tremblingly, put it down, and then raised it again, "Idiot, you won't die, you won't die.
, those are all quacks, and their words don’t mean anything! If you dare to die, try it, I will cut off your hair and become a monk immediately!"
Liusu gave a weak smile, raised her hand, and Emperor Zhuyao hurriedly helped her.
Liusu's hand was placed on Zhu Yetong's handsome face, "Thirteenth Master, thank you... thank you. It was you who was the first to... in me... Qiluo and I were in the miserable years of wandering...
Put...get our mother and son settled...although..."
As Liusu spoke, two lines of tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes.
"Lisu..." Zhuye Hitomi held her cold and soft hand.
"You are so good, how can you become a monk? Then...then aren't the nuns going to fight?"
"tassel……"
After Liusu and Zhuye Tong finished speaking, they turned their heads and looked at Emperor Zhuyao in front of them——