Playful Daughter: The Evil King's Little Wife

Chapter 271 Sacrifice
"Beiyu Mufeng, Ling Che, the battle of the world, there must be countless casualties, and blood will flow like a river. In the end, what can you prove?"

On the battlefield, with three commanders in three directions, Ye resolutely integrated his internal force into the voice resounding through the sky.

Ye Lingche glanced lazily at the soldier who was not to be outdone, and the corners of his mouth rose. This was the first time Ye Lingche smiled after Mo Xiaoxiao left.Whether it's a real smile or a fake one.

Beiyu Mufeng looked at Ye Lingche and Ye Yi and said calmly, "Since we're all here, why not...let's start here."

"Kill!"

For a time, more than 200 million people gathered together, and Ye Lingche was the most helpless.

Nan Qigor didn't know where Ye Lingche had the confidence to fly into the battlefield. If the war was inevitable, what else could he say?This is human nature.

Ye Lingche glanced at Nalan Ling: "To reduce casualties, they are human too." This is Ye Lingche.

Nalan Ling took a deep breath: "Don't worry, I won't use the last resort unless it is absolutely necessary."

Nalan Ling's last resort is to use poison and control the dead body to become a dead soldier.

"Mu Feng... that's enough... it's really enough..." Donggu Chengyu couldn't take it anymore. With so many people dying, who could remain indifferent.

Beiyu Mufeng was still riding on the horse: "Cheng Yu, since the winner is the king, the loser is the bandit. Death and injury... are worth it."

"Fifteen." Ye Lingche looked at his inferior side and shouted, and in an instant, fifteen people in black robes flew into the melee, and these people were exactly Fifteen.

Nalan Ling closed his eyes and muttered, "Little sister, come out."

Four more people appeared, and the four Baiyan, who had been growing their strength this year, led 5 people here.

"Sister...Master...has you come back?" Bai Yan, who appeared again, said so in the first sentence.

Nalan Ling shook his head. "I can't care so much now, let's live well for Ling Che, little girl, let's go together!"

Ye Lingche remained unmoved, dressed in crescent-white white clothes as if he was a handsome picture scroll outside the scene, raised his eyes, and blood-red clouds appeared in the originally clear sky. This was a big killing, and the casualties arrived in just a moment More than fifty thousand.

The remains of severed fingers are all over the place.

As soon as Nalan Ling arrived in the melee, Bei Yu Mufeng smiled, "It's time to appear." The next second, a black figure rushed straight at Nalan Ling!

Ye resolutely saw this scene from his horseback. Nalan Ling was surrounded by groups, not knowing that a greater danger was approaching. Ye resolutely went behind Nalan Ling with his eyes and hands to block it: "Be careful!"

boom!Nalan Ling turned around, his clothes were stained red by the blood that Ye Yiran spit out, Nalan Ling was stunned... the cohabitation roared incomparably: "Ye Yiran!"

Ye Lingche's face also changed a little at this moment, looking at Beiyu Mufeng, he dismounted lightly, "Take him out."

Nalan Ling nodded, forcing herself not to cry, watching Ye Yiran weakly fall into his arms: "Why are you so stupid...Ye Yiran...you can't die, don't you hate me, then keep hating me... ...All the time..." Nalan Ling fell to the ground, and Ye resolutely coughed and bled again, and then smiled.

"Don't hate."

Nalan Ling breathed a sigh of relief by speaking clearly.

Ye Lingche joined the battle, and Bei Yu Mufeng and others also joined in. For a moment, they were fighting in midair, while on the ground, there were soldiers.

"Ahem... I'm fine..." Ye resolutely avoided his distressed gaze. In fact, he only now found out that he liked Nalan Ling, and they were married. But now, Ye resolutely felt that he His inner strength was passing away rapidly, and his body was gradually weakening. Nalan Ling's tears dripped on Ye Yiran's face, and Ye Yiran reluctantly said that it was okay, and was supported by Nalan Ling to stand up.

"Ahem...Ye Lingche...he..." Ye resolutely looked up, Beiyu Mufeng and Ye Lingche, the two figures, one white and one blue, kept intertwining, Ye Lingche was obviously only defending but not attacking .

"Lingche! Don't!" Seeing Beiyu Mufeng slapping him with his palm, Ye Lingche's inner strength erupted in an instant. Was he planning to sacrifice himself to stop the war?Can't!
At this time...the number of casualties has reached 30.

(End of this chapter)