"Bah! Xiao Zichu, have you, brothers and sisters, had enough of your hypocrisy? I, Ziyang, will not fall for your tricks. If I have the guts, I will come here and die!"
She stands proudly and defies the heroes:
"What about going against the grain? What about being deviant? I just want to marry the beast Hong. I don't care what your nonsense is! Stop talking nonsense and come together if you have the guts. I will use your blood to add candles to my bridal chamber with Hong Hong.
Oil!"
Even if she is alone and weak, even if her lamp is exhausted, even if her life is about to come to an end, she will never admit defeat.
"Bloody words!"
"What nonsense are you talking to her about? Let's all come together. I don't believe there are so many of us and we can't kill her!"
Everyone looked at each other and they all had this idea. Suddenly, all the heroes came out!
Yangyang held the blood sword in her hand and was not afraid of danger. She laughed wildly and saw the cold light flying. She rose into the sky, her beautiful figure was like an illusion and lightning!
The flash of swords and the shadow of swords, the bloody storm.
Warm and thick liquid kept splashing on her face, but her expression remained unchanged. She held a long sword in her hand and was about to slaughter these sanctimonious scum!
Half an hour passed, and she seemed to be dying. There were corpses everywhere and rivers of blood flowing everywhere. But... her internal strength had long been exhausted, and she had already reached the limit of her life.
"puff……"
A ray of sword light went straight to her heart, and the moment she suddenly pulled it out, Yangyang spurted out a mouthful of blood.
She staggered to her knees, and in an instant, she took advantage of the opportunity. Dozens of sword lights came one after another, and Yang Yang could no longer dodge.
But she insisted, she would never be knocked down, she would stand up! Stand up!
"Ah..." The long sword came out again, her eyes were red with murder, and she looked like a succubus. Even the people who were attacking her looked frightened by her desperate madness.
Too scared to get close.
Yangyang's long sword was inserted into the ground to support herself. Even though she was looking to the horizon with blood, her back was still straight and her eyes were full of bloodthirsty and arrogant.
In front of her, of the majestic army of three hundred people, only a few dozen were left.
"puff……"
A mouthful of blood spurted out.
Yangyang knows that she is no longer able to survive!
The endless rendering of the sunset is so beautiful, so beautiful, but——
Honghong, I haven’t married you yet... Honghong, Yangyang can no longer fly with you through the world; Honghong...
"Yang...yang...yang...yang..."
The roar of the wind died down, and a roar of extreme grief and anger came riding on the clouds and mist, carrying a killing momentum and endless heartache.
Silver hair shawl, flying red clothes, standing out of thin air on the horizon.
For a moment, there seemed to be no sound between heaven and earth, leaving only that enchanting figure.
Honghong?
Yangyang Yingying looked at the red figure coming on the wind, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and she smiled seductively: Honghong, you are finally here...
The man who suddenly appeared looking at the end of the mountain, his demonic eyes that could not be looked directly at, locked tightly on Yangyang, who was standing proudly on the top of the mountain, and tears burst out of his eyes.
"Yangyang!!!"
His steps staggered, his arms trembled violently, Beast Hong held the crumbling bloody bride in his arms, and his voice was extremely sad:
"Damn it, I'm late, Yangyang, you're not allowed to die! Master, you're not allowed to die!"
"Honghong... I want to be your wife, not... not a disciple..."
"Okay, I'm not an apprentice, I'm a wife. Yangyang, don't say anything, don't talk, I'll heal your wounds! If you don't become an apprentice, you are my Yangyang, my beloved woman, my beast Hong's only wife!"