The first calamity of the immortal of fast transmigration

Chapter 437 Tyrant, I am your disaster (17)
When the tyrant was desperately looking for Lu Shuangyue, suddenly, the panicked little eunuch fell to his knees in front of Feng Limo with a "plop".

The little eunuch sniveled and burst into tears. He risked his life to deliver the news: "His Majesty, the empress is in the enemy's camp."

Feng Limo's enchanting and beautiful eyes are unpredictable in an instant, but all the cruel killings can't cover up his extremely pale and decadent, he is dying: "Who kidnapped her there?!"

The little eunuch wished he could run away immediately, but he was not the troublemaker Lu Shuangyue, he was still alive and kicking after running away, hum!The first disaster is the first disaster, the most invincible, the sad little eunuch accepted his fate, and accidentally revealed everything he knew to the tyrant:
"No, the empress went there by herself. Those young emperors were all her admirers, and they liked her very much. Therefore, the empress said that she wanted to stay in their barracks and see how they defeated and killed you, Your Majesty. "

The little eunuch felt that his life was not long, it was over, he was going to die.Simply lie dead.

The commander of the Imperial Guard who was accompanying him became even more panicked.

The tyrant of his family was about to die, so after such a torture, he would probably be able to go to the underworld immediately.

however--

At this moment, the tyrant's face was as pale as paper.Nothing to worry about.

The little eunuch lying dead, the worried commander of the imperial guards, the overwhelming army... the whole world is nothing in front of him.

[It's extremely sad. 】

The young man lost his soul for a moment. At that moment, what kind of soul, what kind of breath... he almost didn't exist. (I lost my soul because of her, I lost everything, and went completely mad.)
However, after only a moment of insanity, the young man tried his best to stand up, stumbled and left the palace: "Show me, you will follow me to go out."

[You're almost dead, what are you going to do? 】

"Your Majesty, my subordinates are willing to fight for His Majesty." The commander-in-chief of the imperial guards led all the soldiers to kneel down, not wanting the tyrant to control the battlefield no matter what.

They always get down on one knee.But this time, they bowed their knees willingly to the tyrant, humbly begging and kneeling in front of him for a long time.

The tyrant was their tyrant, and he was cruel to others.

But he is a hero.A true hero.

The absolute ruler in troubled times.Tyrants are their glory.

However, Feng Limo could be as ruthless as he wanted: "Either kill yourself, or go out with me."

"Your Majesty!" A group of imperial guards broke down in tears, and then they stopped kneeling.

The young soldiers knelt down on one knee, suppressing all their sobs for a moment: "Your subordinate obeys the order!"

That kneeling seemed to be saying goodbye to life and death.

Their tyrant is dying.This battle is sure to die.

frontier.

The young man's broken and decadent sick body is wrapped under the black robes, the handsome young man is a handsome young man, but...

Extremely desolate and cruel.The dying beautiful boy, the tyrant of Lu Shuangyue.

The west wind is strong, the desert is full of smoke, and the boundless gold and iron horses surround the young man in the center, which is indescribably desolate and lonely.

Up to the battlefield—

The two armies confront each other, on top of the Chollima, at the center of the fight, the pale as paper young tyrant, lingering on his last breath, suddenly raises his eyes and stares at Lu Shuangyue's most pure and beautiful face.

The girl wore a spotless battle armor, and was surrounded by all the handsome young emperors in the center of the world.

(End of this chapter)