Long live the best

"what!"

"It's not dead yet!"

Man Jianghong's scarlet eyes widened, full of confusion, and then turned into anger from embarrassment!

Murong Shunhua had been hunted down for so long, and was so seriously injured that even the deputy leader retreated immediately and healed his wounds in secret.

She can still hold on!

Man Jianghong's heart was ruthless, and she wanted to continue to move the sword.

I only heard someone from the White Lotus Sect yelling: "My lord, go back!"

"Emperor, to..."

puff!

A steel knife pierced his heart, and he opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't utter the words completely, and the blood spurted out was still hot.

"not good!"

"Go back!"

Man Jianghong ordered, her entire face was covered with ugly words.

Glancing at Murong Shunhua, he was unwilling to retreat in the end.

Stab it!

Qin Yun drew the knife, and blood spattered on his face, like a devil.

His eyes are blood red!

Trembling all over!

"Shunhua..."

Roaring like a beast, with a trill, like a lion moaning after a serious injury, licking its wounds.

"The thief man..."

Murong Shunhua exclaimed, a smile suddenly appeared on his pale as paper face, gentle, poignant, and peerless.

Jin Yiwei's hearts were all ruthlessly pulled.

In the next second, her blood-stained white clothes slowly leaned back.

"what!!"

Qin Yun roared, his voice was hoarse, and the crisis of life and death made him afraid!

Jumping off the horse, he crazily rushed towards Murong Shunhua, exhausted all his strength, and finally managed to catch her the moment she fell down.

boom!

He got down on one knee and held her in his arms.

"Shunhua..."

His voice choked up slightly, looking at the blood on her body felt like a knife gouging out his heart.

"The thief man..."

"My head teacher thought you wouldn't come."

She squeezed out a smile, raised her slender jade palm, and stroked Qin Yun's cheek, with tears in the corners of her eyes.

A pair of lovers, half a year apart.

The reunion is a life-and-death crisis.

How can this be peaceful? !

Her long hair was blown, like the shadow of a butterfly under the moon, and she wanted to say something, but the corners of her mouth kept bleeding, and she was as pale as a candle in the wind.

The heavy eyelids were rolling and closing slowly.

"Ah!!" He raised his head to the sky and roared, heartbroken like a knife.

Pointing in the direction where Man Jianghong was retreating, he roared madly.

"catch him!"

"I'm going to smash his corpse into tens of thousands of pieces, strip him of his skin and bones, and he will never be reborn!"

"No one can kill him, I will kill him myself!"

The terrifying sound made Jin Yiwei and the Imperial Army shudder.

Butchering is tantamount to killing pigs!

"Yes!!"

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the ground and the sky rushed to countless masters, and Man Jianghong was bound to be left behind.

Feng Lao is such a character, seeing this scene, goosebumps came up.

He first pressed more than a dozen acupuncture points on Murong Shunhua's body, and then took out the royal medicine from his bosom and fed it to her.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, Empress Murong will not die, she is just weak."

Qin Yun suddenly raised his head, tears were evident: "Really?"

Old Feng nodded heavily.

Then he said: "Your Majesty, wait a moment, the old slave will come as soon as he goes."

"Sword casters, none of them can escape!"

After finishing speaking, his hunched figure glowed with a monstrous murderous aura, and it seemed that the entire radius of several miles was shrouded in the chill of his old man.

Because Feng Lao, a taboo master, could see the extent of Murong Shunhua's injury at a glance, and it was hard to imagine what kind of battle she had encountered before.

What will happen to her if His Majesty is one second late.

Man Jianghong's hairs stood on end in the forest in the distance, and his pores were open.

Nervous expression: "Not good!"