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The footsteps of the sky stopped in the next second. Even if they lost their minds and looked chaotic, they would still hold on to the figure in an instant—the white robe lightly raised, and the black hair was tied with a jade hairpin. The beautiful face was even more convenient in such a situation.
He seemed to have noticed her as well and turned his head to look in her direction.
The corners of his lips habitually curled up, and the smile that communicated with each other instantly made the world still. She saw his lips moving, and pursed her lips and smiled softly to answer his call.
I am coming.
I know.
I'll take you home.
I see.
Under the black hood, the man turned his head and looked at Dong Nisheng, raised his eyebrows, "So that's it. I didn't expect that even if I was in a devil, he would be your key. No wonder those old people were eager to get rid of him."
Looking at the increasingly chaotic scene below, "What would happen if the ending existed in another way?"
There was a figure particularly prominent in the fight, wearing a black armor, a thin blue ribbon belt, and the jade pendant hanging on the ribbon belt was a symbol of the royal family of Zhaohua Kingdom. The sword raised in his hand, the red wheat ears were brighter than blood.
That was the sword spear that invaded one's own blood.
Dongfengcheng stared at the person in front of him like a sword. The sword in his hand pointed sharply at him, gritting his teeth and said, "Dong Yanqi, I have always respected you as my emperor uncle, but I didn't expect you to be so good."
I took my throne, hurt my brothers and sisters, and ruined everything between me and her!"
Did he know how much he had paid and endured to him for his ability today? He thought that with his Dong Yanqi's personality, he would have to wait a few years before he would have to decide to destroy Loulan, but he didn't expect Dong Nisheng to make a mistake by mistake
After rushing in, the whole world knew about Yan Huang's love and care for this princess, and he hated him even more in his heart.
More than a month of preparations have finally achieved some results. It is no easy task to drag Dong Yanqi to such a place. He will kill him today and then get his beloved woman!
Emperor Yan, the word Yan can make people scared in the world. He is still wearing a clean white robe. Even when he goes to the battlefield, he never changes his robe. The soldiers who have followed him for many years know that their master is wearing white robe.
When you go to the battlefield, you will also leave the battle circle without any blood. Usually he doesn't need to take action, and the Dark Night Seven Guards below can solve everything smoothly.
There is another key point in the eyes of the Emperor Yan in the minds of everyone, that is, as long as it is the Emperor Yan’s battlefield, the end will always stay within half an hour. No matter who the opponent is, no matter how powerful the combat power is, no matter how many times it is
Ten thousand or hundreds of thousands of troops.
He raised his lips and smiled helplessly: "Fengcheng, I had no intention of fighting with you in the throne, but you hurt her, and you shouldn't have fallen in love with her, so you chose this path yourself."
Dongfeng City laughed to the sky when she heard this, and her laughter broke her heart, which shocked the soldiers around her. She turned her head to look at the former emperor, now the No. 1 general of Loulan. A tear finally dissolved the blood, "
Dong Yanqi! No wonder people always say that you are a heartless and ruthless person. I can’t compare to you in terms of strategy, and I can’t compare to you in terms of ruthlessness. I don’t think anyone in the world can compete with you in terms of shamelessness.”
"Rareless!" Bai Jian was like a rainbow and fell to the ground like a meteor, but suddenly changed direction on the way, and hit the ground with a loud sound. It was actually a thunderous blow! Bai Yi turned around in surprise, and the man smiled like the wind, still gentle,
But the eyes were as cold as a thousand years of ice cellar.
After brushing his sleeves, he should retreat to the side. Xiu Wanwan and Jinyao also saw it. He was also surprised by his reaction this time. He looked at each other without hesitation, but he made the same move and put away his sword and turned around.
The Ninth Prince is very famous outside, a young hero, a talented man of the world, and has extraordinary skills. There are not many people who can be named as the old man in the Snow Mountain. The Ninth Prince is one of them, but he is the youngest. His reputation depends on
It would be fine if there were any falsehoods, but it would be fine to make people afraid of three points plus seven points of respect not just relying on false reputations.
It was a cruelty that was colder than ruthlessness. It was a decisive way of acting, with clear rewards and punishments. Just as outsiders said that Jiu Ye was a heartless person, and there was no unnecessary emotion in his eyes. The so-called blood is thicker than water, and the love between brothers and feet is deep.
In his eyes, he was worthless, and getting along without profit was equivalent to a useless person for him. However, Dong Nisheng was unexpected.
Dong Yanqi did not really take the "shamelessness" from Dongfengcheng, but he didn't deny it. He was angry! He was really angry!
"Shameless?" He raised his eyebrows and curled his lips. His extremely simple movements were so charming that he really drew his face and was fascinated by his eyes. "What is shameless? When will I, Dong Yanqi, still be still
These two words need to be used to describe what I have done. If I dare to do it, I dare to admit it. I will be shameless. What is you, Dongfeng City?"
The eyebrows were raised with charm, full of natural domineering aura, white robe sounded in the wind, and the crimson thin lips sniffed the word "kill". The sound of horse hooves behind him instantly disturbed the enemy's morale.
At the top of the cliff, the man in black robe chuckled and pulled the woman who was still in the wandering god into his arms. Dong Nisheng instinctively wanted to block it, but his palm was slapped on his chest with great lethality.
It seemed as if she had fallen into the sea of clouds. She shook her mind. He chewed Uncle Jiu's name in his ear, and then he laughed: "What a great Emperor Zhaohua Yan, he is really an extremely arrogant person."
"You fart!" Dong Nisheng said angrily, twisting his body but he couldn't move. No one could talk nonsense about his uncle Ninth! Uncle Ninth is the gentlest, kindest, and best...
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The man in black was puzzled and looked at her side, raised his sharp chin slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even stronger, like a century-old wine that made people intoxicated. He lowered his voice in her ear, "I don't accept it."
What I said? I said he is arrogant. Girl, how much do you know about this man? Do you think he is really as gentle as he is outside? Do you really think his eyes are all gentle?
Haha, are you stupid enough to think that the man who wants to unify the world is the kindest person in this world?"
His words were like enlightenment, and she still shook her head stubbornly, "Uncle Jiu is the best, not as treacherous as you said. Even if he is treacherous? He can treat me well!" Yes,
As long as Uncle Jiu is good to him, nothing else matters, right?!
"Is that?" The man in black's voice was full of temptation, as if he could predict all the thoughts in your heart, making people creepy. Dong Nisheng hated this feeling, and there were more intense fighting sounds, horse hooves, and shouts in his ears.
Voice······
"What if he lied to you?"
"What if he keeps lying to you? Men always focus on the king's dominance. You are really that important in his heart? How do you know that he is not good to you for your identity?"
"What a favorable identity for the princess of the previous dynasty. If Zhaohua is taken away, no one will stand up and say he is not right, right!"
The force on your wrist suddenly became lighter, and the brim of the black robe swept across her smooth forehead. The sound that seemed to have been sunk for thousands of years seemed to come from the eternal and distant sky: "And, your guard knows who was hurt.
Is him?"
Dong Nisheng shook all over. No matter how she shook her head, the voice still came from all directions—