The world seems to be suddenly quiet, and the vain darkness seems to fade in an instant.

Towering fire, blood, corpses everywhere, messy positions... Scenes change irregularly.

An abnormal voice seemed to flash in my ear: "Lord, Prince Chen led a heavy army to attack the Apocalypse array. I'm afraid the Apocalypse array has been greatly destroyed. The imperial army has been sent out all the way to defend mozhou. Madam asked Yi Ming to replace Lord here to solve the danger of mozhou."

She was surprised to see that in the messy positions on the ground, the dazzling blood stained the landscape wonders, and bursts of blood smell floated in the dust

Regret intertwined, heart, severe pain.

The picture changed again. A man who changed her appearance and wore the black clothes she was used to said, "Lord, King Chen is a person who attaches importance to reputation and power. Let his subordinates help you see his true face."

The golden sunlight sprinkled on the top of a cliff, and the white cloth with infinite nostalgia raised its ruthlessness

As if only in an instant, the black figure in the distance disappeared in front of the cliff.

The mountain road is long, and the scenery on the side of the body keeps moving back.

The cold wind was strong and danced in anger.

The cold sword light is like a deep cold silver dragon, circling and falling very fast without stopping.

"Shangguan Yuchen, if you want to fight, my public instrument has no shadow and will accompany you to the end, to the end!"

"Shangguan Yuchen, from today on, there is no contradiction between you and me!"

The sword Qi pointed horizontally and swore.

"Shangguan Yuchen, the country hates itself. The king wants you to double it!"

The black armor covered his body, and the edge at the bottom of his eyes surged. The cold silver face showed a frightening chill, as if it covered the whole person with a layer of iron blood and coldness.

He held a token tightly in his hand.

"Now, I will use your token to help my Ninggu strange soldiers succeed and capture your faint king in Tianchen alive."

The situation is changing, leading the army to yun'an.

The light of the sword, the shadow of the sword, and the hoof of the war horse.

Extreme pain, mercilessly through the body.

Life seems to pass a little with blood

She seemed to use all her strength to hold the blade on her body, and with the cool notes of hell, the cold sword slowly pulled out of her body overflowed her lips: "you don't deserve the wind. You'd rather treat each other sincerely."

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Shangguan Yuchen felt that the strength of her holding her hand increased, and the cold sweat overflowed. It was clear that she was extremely unstable and even possessed by evil. She was shocked and tried to send internal power to help her stabilize her mind. However, because of this distraction, she could not control her mind.

The wind falls down the cliff, the clouds leave, and the sword stab has no shadow

Like the voice from hell, his bloodthirsty eyes and the long sword stained with her blood almost made him tremble.

"Don't leave."

A roar broke through the vanity.

At the same time, Gongyi shadowless almost roared: "national hatred and self hatred."

The phantom stopped, and a blood red hole was torn in the thick fog. They rushed to the blood hole without hesitation.

The real elimination of darkness, wind gusts on all sides, clear clouds in the sky, very fresh smell.

Gongyi's fans looked at the scene in front of them. They only felt dizzy. Finally, they seemed to have exhausted their strength and fell down soft

Shangguan Yuchen subconsciously held her, but his mind echoed the sound of "national hatred and self hatred", and his deep ink eyes were full of fear and uneasiness.

Shadowless, do you remember anything?

Although the person in his arms fell into a coma, he seemed to be very unstable, as if he was going through a very fierce struggle.

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