Come on, Master "General Attack"

"Young master!" Bai Yu brandished a knife and ran towards Bai Wenmo, "Please be careful behind you!"

Bai Wenmo didn't seem to hear Bai Yu's words, but just focused on getting out of the magic circle.

However, Wei Zonggong vaguely heard someone shouting 'young master', and stood up to see what happened.

Scrophulariae pulled his hair and pulled him back.

Wei Zonggong wept and stopped Scrophulariae from continuing to abuse him, and then... was knocked out by Scrophulariae.

City Lord Lingsu pretended not to see, and continued to look at the situation under the city.

under the city.

—the sound of metal clashing.

Bai Yu blocked the attack for him, but there were a few more scars on his body.

"Bai Yu," Bai Wenmo's tone was cold, "City Master Lingsu said that no one survived this battle."

He swung his knife fiercely, shaking away the irrational soldiers who surrounded him.

Only the three of them are left in the magic circle who can maintain their sanity.

Bai Wenmo narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Bai Yu was protecting him, but due to the large number of people, it seemed a bit stretched.Scars continued to increase on his body, but Bai Yu didn't even frown, protecting Bai Wenmo who was in deep thought.

"Young master!" Bai Yu managed to clear the circle, and soon someone made up for it.

Bai Wenmo lowered his eyes, looked at the blood-stained saber that fell beside him, suddenly bent down, and picked it up slowly.

Bai Yu frowned tightly, standing by Bai Wenmo's side, blocking those attacks for him.

With more and more scars on his body, Bai Yu staggered slightly, but quickly forced himself to stand firm.

Bai Wenmo suddenly raised his head.

"In that case," he said calmly, as if talking to himself, "then just kill them all."

Bai Yu heard Bai Wenmo's words, and before he could react, blood bloomed in front of his eyes.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Bai Wenmo's figure passed through the crowd, and wherever he went, no one stood still.

Bai Yu forced himself to look away, but the sound of the knife piercing into the flesh was too creepy.

Long Yan looked at Bai Wenmo, snorted coldly, and then, as if in a competition, the saber in his hand was merciless.

Fortunately, today they just brought the advance team.

The killing subsided quickly.

The ink-colored robe Bai Wenmo was wearing was stained by blood into a more filthy color.He took a sword flower slowly, and the blood on the sword was thrown away by him.

Holding his saber, he walked towards Long Yan.

The armor on Long Yan's body had been turned red by the blood. He threw away the helmet in disgust, wiped the blood on his face, looked at Bai Wenmo who was slowly walking towards him, his eyes flickered, "Bai Wenmo, next... ..."

Bai Wenmo suddenly jumped towards Long Yan, his light work left only an afterimage in the air, and then he swung his sword at Long Yan without hesitation.

--boom.

The clatter of weapons.

Long Yan exerted force suddenly, and Bai Wenmo leaped back along with the strength, pulling away from him.

"what do you mean."

Long Yan slowly evoked a smile, but it was cold.

Bai Wenmo didn't answer.He still had a calm expression, his eyes were like stagnant water, and he attacked again.

Long Yan seemed to have lost his patience, and took another attack from Bai Wenmo, but was shocked to take two steps back.

"Bai Wenmo!"

Bai Wenmo looked at him, but his figure was not reflected in his eyes.

Surrounding them are corpses all over the ground, like purgatory, making one's scalp tingle.

Long Yan frowned, his expression was condensed due to anger.

"Long Yan." Bai Wenmo suddenly evoked a smile, "I'm sorry, but I'm actually very..."

Pain came.

Long Yan knew who the person who killed him was.

Turning around with strength, the saber in his hand pierced the man's body, but Long Yan lost his strength and fell down.

In the blood-stained field of vision, Bai Wenmo continued, "Thank you."

gratitude?

ridiculous.

It's just mutual use.

Long Yan slowly touched the wound on his neck.Blood flowed from the wound, warm and sticky to the touch.

"You..." Do you think you will get him?

Long Yan wanted to say this sentence, but he had no choice but to make a vague sound.

Bai Wenmo answered him.

"If you can't get him, let him die with me." Bai Wenmo's smile was very calm.

Ah.

Long Yan felt that the blood was moving away from his body bit by bit.

Scrophulariaceae, until the end, you are still reminding me...

How weak I am.

All the resentment, all the anger, turned into an emotion called unwillingness.

Scrophulariaceae, I am really not reconciled.

Why... you can always beat me.

Why... No matter what you do to you, it won't leave any traces on you.

If I can do it all over again, I will never lose to you again...

I will make you mine.

I'll make you...just mine.

Long Yan thought so, but he couldn't stop the passing of life, the darkness gradually enveloped him, and his consciousness no longer existed.

However, Bai Wenmo walked towards Long Yan's back as if he had nothing to do. Bai Yu clutched the wound on his abdomen and half knelt on the ground.

He looked up and saw Bai Wenmo's expressionless face.

"Little Lord……"

Bai Wenmo slowly raised the saber in his hand.

Bai Yu lowered his head without any resistance.

"Bai Yu."

Bai Wenmo called him.

"All these years, you have been tied by my side," Bai Wenmo said softly, but without much emotion, "It's time to rest."

"Young Master," Bai Yu's face was pale due to blood loss, but he continued, "You don't have to blame yourself."

Bai Wenmo didn't speak, just squatted down, but the saber was still in his hand.

"Young master, I know that you are in more pain than anyone else," Bai Yu said without expression, but his tone was very sincere, "I only hope that you can get what you want."

That's right.

The young master loves that person so much...

That person also treats the young master...

Thinking of this, Bai Yu couldn't stop the sourness in his heart.

It would be fine if... the young master didn't love him.

In that case, is there a chance for me to be with him...

This mood was quickly suppressed by Bai Yu.

In the past, when he learned that the young master liked that person, he desperately tried to stop him, and deluded himself into thinking that that person was not worthy of the young master.

In fact, it was just... jealousy.

The jealous young master can like him openly, and can do irrational things for him.

And myself...but I can't even express that liking.

From the beginning of his memory, Bai Yu has been constantly instilled - you live to protect the young master.

It's tiring to live for others.

Finally...it's time to end.

The sharp sword pierced his chest, but Bai Yu showed a rare smile.

Bai Wenmo's movements didn't stop at all, and he didn't even look at Bai Yu again.

Standing up slowly, he raised his head and looked at the city wall.

"The lord."

Saying it silently is like strengthening your faith.

Bai Wenmo was the only one standing in the circle.

Stepping on bloodstains all over the floor, Bai Wenmo walked out of the magic circle.

Not surprisingly, he was blocked by the magic circle.However, he didn't care about the severe pain of being burned and continued to walk.

The light flashed, but Bai Wenmo's expression remained unchanged.

He clenched his fists violently, the robes on his body moved automatically without wind, and the overwhelming internal force resisted the impact of the magic circle.The Qiling pattern on Bai Wenmo's back seemed to have life, spreading out bit by bit.

Blood oozed from the corner of Bai Wenmo's mouth.

The Qi Lingwen brought a deep pain, and the internal force in the meridians was rampant, new injuries added old injuries, Bai Wenmo's body staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Then he remembered something, he stood up straight, Qi Lingwen kung fu and this magic circle collided, his body seemed to be torn into pieces.

City Lord Lingsu watched from the city wall, feeling astonished.

Bai Wenmo... is actually fighting with his life.

Except for him, no one survived in the magic circle.

However, as long as he is still alive, it is impossible to get out of this magic circle!

Qi Lingwen spread to the neck, and the blood-red lines looked shocking.

Go out!

Go to see the king!

The Lord is still waiting for me!

Paranoia made Bai Wenmo's face show a twisted smile, he didn't care about his own body, he didn't care about his companion's life, he only wanted that person.

It is hopeless.

Bai Wenmo spat out a mouthful of blood, but then, one of his feet stepped out of the magic circle.

"It's impossible!" City Lord Lingsu opened his eyes wide, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the 'Mr.' he trusted.

Scrophulariaceae didn't seem to see the panic in his eyes, and grabbed Wei Zonggong's shoulder with a smile and shook it.

Wei Zonggong who was awakened took a long time to recover from the dizziness.

"Xiao Wei, Xiao Bai you've been thinking about is here," he pressed against Wei Zonggong's ear, his voice was ambiguous but full of malice, "I won't disturb you."

Standing up, Scrophulariaceae waved at City Master Lingsu, "Xiao Lingsu, come with me~"

"You..." Wei Zonggong looked blank.

"You~ I want to have a good time with Xiaobai..." Scrophulariae turned his head to the side, and his smile widened, "Just say goodbye."

bid farewell?

What do you mean?

Before Wei Zonggong asked this sentence, Scrophulariae turned around and left.City Lord Lingsu followed behind him, seeming to want to say something, but he completely ignored him.

Wei Zonggong wanted to follow, but suddenly smelled the pungent smell of blood.

He was a little hesitant, wanting to see what happened in the city.

The fishy smell made his stomach twitch, and he slowly looked down the city.

Corpses with broken arms all over the place.

"vomit……"

Wei Zonggong covered his mouth and knelt down on the ground.

He closed his eyes tightly, but that scene seemed to be imprinted on his retina and could not be erased.

so many people...

die……

He felt nauseous, retching because he hadn't eaten anything.

Cold sweat wet his clothes, sticking to his body.

At this time, he was suddenly hugged from behind.

That embrace should be warm, but due to the strong smell of blood, it only makes people feel cold all over.

Wei Zonggong stiffened his body when he heard a voice beside his ear.

"My lord, I am pleased with you."