The Ghost King and the Demon Queen

"No! Father!" With a heart-piercing voice, Luo Wanqing's face turned pale, and her Liuli pupils were dark and empty.

She wanted to rush over to support Luo Cheng's body, but her legs seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move even a bit, her mind went blank.

"Miss! Let's go!" Yi Lan kept waving her long sword to fight with a sad face, preventing the enemy from getting close to Luo Wanqing.

"Father..., puff..." Luo Wanqing spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained the white veil red, moved her feet tremblingly, and walked towards Luocheng, which was lying in a pool of blood.

Xiahou looked at all this in disbelief, Luocheng died?His army defeated?

"His Royal Highness, please order to retreat, otherwise the whole army will be wiped out." A general knelt down on one knee and said with a sad face.

"Withdraw, withdraw..." Xia Houjue could hardly stand still.

He still doesn't believe that this scene is real, he is His Royal Highness, the supreme prince of Dongyue, how could he lose?

The main generals of the Eastern Vietnam Army died in sevens and eighties. The scene of corpses strewn all over the field and blood flowing into rivers was shocking, and they would become corpses in it at any time.

"Qing'er, Qing'er..." Seeing that fragile figure, Xia Houjue immediately went to hold her.

"Father, I want to see my father, father, where is he, I'm going to save him..." Luo Wanqing cried in grief, her veil was wet with blood and tears.

"Qing'er, hurry up, your father is dead!" Xia Houjue shouted loudly with his veins exposed, almost crushing Luo Wanqing's wrist.

"No! No! Father won't die! Let go! I'm going to save my father..." Luo Wanqing screamed heart-piercingly.

"Miss, don't do this, let's go, the general doesn't want to see you like this, the Luo family still needs you, you can't do anything." Yi Lan couldn't help crying.

"No! I want to avenge my father! I want to kill her!" Luo Wanqing's eyes were full of ruthlessness, as if she wanted to tear the black silhouette on the distant boulder into pieces.

The silhouette in the distance turned her back to the battlefield, she didn't know whether she couldn't hear it, or she loaded it unintentionally. skyrim.

"Miss, let's go, now is not the time for revenge." Yi Lan was trembling all over, the man killed the general, Miss is no match for that man.

"I want to kill her! I want her to die! Use her blood to sacrifice to my father's spirit in heaven!" Luo Wanqing's face was full of viciousness and sorrow.

The mournful voice spread throughout the battlefield, lingering in the air like a curse, and it didn't dissipate for a long time.

in the ruins.

Hearing this, Nan Gongchen trembled slightly, looked at Luo Wanqing in grief, unable to speak for a long time, from now on, goodbye is the enemy.

Jing Ao had already patted off the powder on his body. Hearing this, he shook his head and sighed. It was destined to be a grudge.

"Luo Wanqing, I'll kill you right now!" Wu Xin's eyes flashed with killing intent, she raised her sword, and headed for the battlefield.

"Wuxin, don't go, it's dangerous." Jing Ao hurriedly stopped Wuxin and advised him.

"Go away!" Wuxin said coldly with her beautiful eyes.

"Don't go, it's dangerous..." Jing Ao looked confused, unable to find any excuse, so he looked at Nangong Chen for help.

Nangong Chen was unmoved, he was the one with the most complicated mood.

"Go away!" Seeing that Luo Wanqing was about to leave, she pushed Jing Ao away with a palm.

"Ahem, don't go, you can't beat Luo Wanqing, it's dangerous." Jing Ao didn't care about the pain in his chest, and held Wuxin's hand tightly, refusing her to leave.

"Let go!" Furious, Wuxin raised her sword and slashed at Jing Ao's paw mercilessly.

Jing Ao was shocked and had to let go, and for a while, the two started fighting.