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Xueying stumbled and fell to Gu Shengyan's side.

Yan Ming swings his sleeves.

Ning Xiluo held his sword and glanced at the front: "I killed all the 100000 elite soldiers and left none."

His voice was faint, with a different kind of emptiness.

Xueying nodded suddenly——

Ning Xiluo's blood stood straight in the cold frost and snow, his body did not shake, his eyes fluctuated and disappeared, with mockery. The blood and snow on the black hair melted. He loved cleanliness, but now he has become like this. The handsome face is more like a man from hell, which is frightening.

The corpses on the ground are still warm. The path of the corpses behind ningxiluo is all killed by him, so the blood on the black purple long clothes is not ningxiluo's, but the blood of those elite soldiers?

Xueying was delighted. At this moment, all the fears in her heart dissipated. She was born afraid of ningxiluo, but she finally put all her hope on ningxiluo. She just looked forward to and believed that he would come back to save herself.

Now, ningxiluo has really come.

Xueying clenched her fist, got up, coagulated the red and black staggered figure, and whispered, "you will win."

The sound of blade collision is particularly clear.

When ningxiluo landed again, he had been blocked in front of Xueying. The tall back rendered blood red, and the fishy smell was warm in the cold.

"Xueying, if you want to live, do it."

Suddenly, something fell from ningxiluo's arms. Xueying leaned down and picked it up, but she found that it was a sleeve arrow and a sleeve bow! Yunxi stuff!

There is no doubt, just believe ningxiluo for the first time. Xueying tied the sleeve bow directly to her sleeve and said, "I'll do whatever you say!"

With a shudder in her voice, she pointed the sleeve bow at the red boy in front: "I killed Yan Ming with you! So, it's my strength!"

Ningxiluo looked sideways and looked cold.

Xueying knows that her words are not practical. With her entry-level Kung Fu, can she move Yan Ming? Just thinking, Xueying thought and frowned, and looked at Yan Ming leisurely

My heart was in a panic.

Those glazed eyes reflected the snow and were gentle, but they fell on Xueying's body at such a distance, as if they wanted to see another soul from her, with a sad look.

Yan Ming nodded and said softly, "you know, this is Huaxi's body. I won't hurt her. If I want Xueying to die, I will only let her close her eyes forever."

He opened his arms leisurely.

All the wind whirled the snowflakes and whirled around Yan Ming. The voice was ethereal and sad. The snowflake went towards ningxiluo along the direction pointed by Yan Ming's blade.

Layers of snowflakes are sharper than the blade.

Cut ningxiluo's hair and cut ningxiluo's clothes

Xueying was frightened. In her panic, a sleeve arrow came out. The range was too short. The sleeve arrow fell directly into the snow under Yan Ming's feet.

Xueying exclaimed, "my arrow deviated!"

Yan Ming smiled, bent down, picked up the sleeve arrow, held it in his hand and rubbed it gently, as if to cherish it: "this is her thing. You won't become her if you use it."

Xueying was extremely afraid and whispered, "sick Jiao, sick Jiao! If you hurt the people so much, Yunxi will hate you all your life!"

Yan Ming put the sleeve arrow on his fingertips and threw it out——

At this moment, the sleeve arrow was an inch in front of Xueying's forehead and was directly resisted by Ning Xiluo! The sleeve arrow penetrated his palm, layers of snow fell, rendering Xueying's eyes!

Ningxiluo pulled out the sleeve arrow directly, and there was no expression of pain. He just said in a cold voice: "Emperor Ming, let hundreds of thousands of people make amends for your selfishness. Is this what you want?"

Yan Ming turned his back and walked slowly. Finally, he stepped directly on the war horse and said with a smile: "you killed 88 people in the painting house. I just treated Miss Xi to punish Xizhou and those disobedient people. Why not? You see, I did these things for her, not for myself. What's more, I didn't care about the territory of this state?"

Like the posture when he came here, Yan Ming sat here on his side, looking coquettish and gentle. Just quietly looking at the silence in Ning Xiluo's eyes, the silence is like an abyss.

Yan Ming fiercely shook the whip and the horse's hooves hissed, but he just said faintly: "if we fight with you again, we will lose both. We have made a decision on who will die and who will hurt. But today, I'm going to Kyoto to find Yunxi, so I can't get hurt, and you can't die for Xizhou. The war will continue, and Wenzhi, we'll have a long future..."

The horse's hoof came forward, and behind Yan Ming, thousands of soldiers came forward and surrounded them.

Airtight, all the sorrow is here.

Dongshu soldiers once again caught up. Xueying clenched her sleeve bow and said, "how do I do it? How do I do it?"

She looked at ningxiluo, but suddenly her face turned white.

Ningxiluo's back was already soaked with blood, and the blood became stronger and stronger. It was ningxiluo's own blood, not the enemy's blood! So, Yan Ming knows that Ning Xiluo was seriously injured? But even so, ningxiluo can hurt Yan Ming eight points in the end! So Yan Ming didn't choose to kill Ning Xiluo today. He chose to leave directly!

It's just... If ningxiluo forces him to do it again, he will only end up more seriously injured!

Weighing the pros and cons, the two of them chose to stop the war.

Even if it is Xizhan, the soldiers of ten thousand people in Yan Ming's hands still want Ning Xiluo's life!

Just... If she were Yan Ming, how could she miss such a great opportunity? This is not equal, unless Yan Ming has been hurt

Those Eastern Shu soldiers came forward, Ning Xiluo stood up straight, and once again chose to kill with his injured hand.

Gu Shengyan didn't know when he had woke up. He supported himself, climbed to the bodies, picked up the sword and threw it directly into Xueying's hand: "if you want to live... Do it together!"

The sword still contained the residual temperature of the body.

Xueying trembled and thought of Chu Lin'an... He once saved those people killed by Xueying just because there was no life in her hand, but today he had to kill for himself.

Xueying closed her eyes: "I have memories of those battles in Huaxi. I'm not afraid!"

The sword rises and falls, and the enemy who sneaked in has fallen to the ground.

Xueyinghu gritted her teeth and insisted in front of Gu Shengyan. She also looked at Ning Xiluo in the crowd. Even if he was seriously injured and difficult to support, he was as solemn as a man from heaven.

If there is a real dragon in this world, it will have a shape.

If one day, all women in the world see the appearance of Wenzhi killing and being protected by Wenzhi, no one will not love Wenzhi.

The Phoenix's eyes are cold and wave free. Such a person deeply loves Miss Xi. Wenzhi should protect even miss Xi's body.

Xueying reddened her eyes and smiled softly, "I really regret giving up you."

In an instant, half of the body was thrown to Xueying.

Xueying stumbled half a step and fell directly on half the body. The blood in her hands was warm.

Xueying was so frightened that she cried out directly. She immediately scolded: "I will never eat back! I'm not gentle at all, and I don't know how Yunxi can bear it! It's better for Xiao an!"

"Back grass is the worst!"

"Three views are different! Different!"

“……”

The other half of the body was thrown on Xueying's body in an instant, and the pale color of Xueying's face fell: "ningxiluo, are you still human?"

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