Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"That's it?" Yan Xuan didn't believe it.

Right, country, righteousness, ambition...

nothing? ? ?

"That's it."

Yan Ce blinked, wondering why people always complicate what he does.

"don't know."

Yanxuan shook his head, recalling the vague home in his memory, having a wife and children, but the silhouette of his memory was so blurred that it could no longer be seen clearly.

"Guess why I chatted with you for so long?" Yan Ce laughed.

the next moment.

A series of pitch-black phantoms walked through the mounts, and the charming and startling assassin was ready to attack. He flew over the cavalry mounts, his dagger was raised lightly, and a line of blood flashed out. The dark night did not cover the bright vermilion.

Yan Xuan watched the army horses go crazy, galloping past in the direction of the night, without the protection of the horses, the cavalry had lost their combat effectiveness when they fell, but the Yan army still had the upper hand.

"The quality of this year's Yan army is not good."

Yan Ce commented seriously.

"Indeed, Guoshang didn't realize it when he made the move. As expected, one generation is not as good as the next generation." Yan Xuan sighed with emotion, and then fixed his eyes on Yan Ce, "Although I can't command the guards of the Great Wall of Yan, I can only With the Yan army assembled by the old subordinates forcibly, then why do you think I dare to bring new soldiers to intercept and kill the betrayed Guoshang?"

The black and red figure rushed towards Yan Xuan like a storm, as if passing through the eyes of Liu Guang without any hesitation, he rushed to Yan Ce in an instant and drew his sword.

The world slows down, like a special effect in a movie.

When Yan Xuan saw the adoptive daughter, his expression changed for a moment. The killing intent had overflowed into the sword and rooted in his soul. Last time, he asked Yu who was passing by to bring the imperial seal to Yan Ce, and he also understood To the resentment of the righteous daughter who was bound in layers towards him.

Brothers died on the battlefield.

The only cherished mother-in-law, Ming Ji, also became a victim of the war and left her forever. Yan Xuan saw the ancient inscription on the hilt and the sharp edge on the blade. She does not lack any skills, and she is even more outstanding.The dazzling figure of a sword dancer is as gorgeous as a work of art that cannot be measured in value. The ethereal sword cry is accompanied by the blood surging from the abyss, like an elegy of a mountain of corpses and a river of blood.

The girl's breathing slowed down, and her speed increased again, showing the ultimate skill, a sword that surpassed the limit of her body.

Yan Xuan showed a helpless smile. At this moment, it seemed that time stopped suddenly.

Ding!

The sword full of determination was knocked away...

It is a pity.

Yan Xuan smiled helplessly, the girl swung down so fast that she couldn't control her body, and being unable to control was a flaw.

"Son, I taught you your skills, and I was your instructor. Don't underestimate people. I dare to disperse all my forces to intercept you. Of course, I am sure to wipe out all the national martyrs."

"It's just a pity that cultivating a national martyr consumes almost the same weight of gold."

After Yu Yin fell, even the love of his adoptive father and righteous daughter for many years still did not affect his intention to kill Yu with a sword.

There is no momentum to accumulate, no preparation in advance.

Draw the sword, swing forward, push forward, and chop down!

Yu Ji's eyes widened with a set of flowing movements, and she stared blankly. It only took a second from the assassination to the counter-kill.

Ever since her adoptive mother Mingji was abandoned as a sacrifice, she has never seen this adoptive father take up any weapons, even if it is the instructor of Guoshang, he should not—

Thoughts flashed like fleeting images, and her thoughts came to a standstill. Then, the girl heard a gust of wind drawn into the space.

In the blink of an eye, one hand grabbed Yu Ji.

Yu Ji's jewel-like eyes flickered, and saw the boy who was gritting his teeth, it was blood.

The impulsive Concubine Yu was thrown away in an instant. The lateral acceleration allowed the girl to avoid the fatal blow, and she fell to the ground in disgrace. Soon, the remaining cavalry surrounded her again. After mediation, Concubine Yu was forced to retreat.

Silent and noisy.

In the dark night in the wilderness, the solemnity that even wolves dare not breathe spreads across the forehead. In this atmosphere, Yan Ce took a deep breath in pain. Pain is a mechanism for the human body to react to danger. At this moment, the boy would rather not have this mechanism .

Nima, it hurts like hell.

"Tick tock..."

Blood oozes from the cut flesh from the shoulder blade to the ulna, and drops of blood drip down the arm to the ground.

"not bad."

Yan Xuan praised, without any anger in his voice because of Yu Ji who was thrown out of the battlefield.

Night falls.

This is the Assassin's home field, but the Assassin was injured.

"Unfortunately, there is no help."

"..."

Yan Ce remained silent.

The only thing Yan Xuan cares about is his country. Ever since Yan Ce's rebellion, his country has been moving away from his goal all the time. The young man sacrificed his country for Qin and beheaded Yan Ce. Maybe it will be worse, maybe it will be worse Well, it doesn't matter anymore, does it?

Boy, will you rely on so-called miracles?