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But Di Yunge turned his head and pretended not to hear. Holding the spirit sword, he stepped on the horse's nose and turned on the horse. The point of the sword pointed directly at Yan Shuangfei's eyes.

"You betrayed me, how dare you call me?" Di Yunge stabbed down with his sword, but Yan Shuangfei took the silver sword to block it.

The two swords rubbed against each other and made a buzzing sound, and Di Yunge used his spiritual power to press down hard, even piercing Yan Shuangfei's nose.

"I gave you a chance." Di Yunge pulled to the side, and Yan Shuangfei's entire face was scratched to reveal the flesh and blood inside.

"Why don't you know how to cherish it?" Di Yunge tilted his head and summoned his sword intent, "How dare you take such a small trick to the stage?"

As Di Yunge's words fell, the silver sword behind him was shattered by Di Yunge's sword intent and fell to the ground.

The spear at the side was about to stab at him, Di Yunge tilted his head, cut Yan Shuangfei's cheek with one move, turned over and sat behind Yan Shuangfei, sealed his throat with his sword and pushed him to the ground.

Di Yunge reined in his horse and looked at the long spear that was thrusting towards him.

"Father." Di Shuheng rode on a horse and smiled at him with the spear that stabbed him just now.

Di Yunge remained silent, turned the spirit sword into a spear, and then made a move with him.

Di Yunge made the first move with cold eyebrows, a long spear pierced the sky, and the red tassels floated up with the wind, hitting Di Shuheng's chest directly.

Di Shuheng pulled the horse aside, and the spear followed suit.

Di Yunge withdrew his spear, and in an instant, he turned into a long sword. With a kick, he jumped onto the spear, and the point of the sword reached Di Shuheng's throat.

Forecasting that he would be like this, Di Shuheng chuckled lightly, and pressed the spear under his clothes. Immediately, several soldiers appeared beside him and stabbed Di Yunge with their spears.

Di Yunge yelled in his heart that it was not good, and jumped off the gun quickly, but was stabbed in the shoulder unexpectedly.

Di Yunge snorted softly, his ink hair scattered, and the soldiers around him didn't give him a chance to breathe, so they walked forward again with their guns in hand.

Seeing that Di Yunge was surrounded by people, the lieutenant at the side called him, and hurriedly hacked to death the person who was fighting with him, and rushed to help Di Yunge.

But the two were unable to resist the crowd's punches, and after a while the general died in front of Di Yunge, dyeing Di Yunge's phoenix eyes extraordinarily bright red.

He raised his right hand slightly, and the spiritual sword he was holding instantly turned into a bow. As a long spear pierced his abdomen again, Di Yunge channeled his spiritual power to his fingertips and fired dozens of spiritual arrows.

Spiritual arrows all over the sky fell on those soldiers one after another like rain, a raging fire broke out as soon as they fell, and all the people around him cried and rolled on the ground for a while.

Di Yunge had blood on his mouth, glanced aside, and saw Di Shuheng standing motionless in the spirit arrow, a few of them landed on him, but he just flicked them with his hands The spiritual flame bounced off.

Next, is the battlefield between the two of them.

Di Shuheng was the first to strike out, holding a long spear and making a move. Di Yunge raised his eyebrows coldly, and using his spiritual power to step up, he rose into the air. The spear and sword intersected in the air, emitting a dazzling light.

One gold and one purple, the air flow gathered around the two of them.

But after confronting each other for a while, Di Yunge vomited blood, and large pieces of blood flowed out from his mouth, covering his entire chin.

He coughed, and was about to draw his sword to leave, but he still couldn't prevent being stabbed in the back by Di Shuheng.

Di Yunge's body trembled, he turned around holding the bow and shot him an arrow, he staggered onto a horse and wanted to go back to the city, but when he entered the city, he was called Qingmeng and cut his neck, his head almost fell to the ground .

Di Yunge's neck was bleeding uncontrollably, and he glanced at it with bloodshot eyes, then called out his dream from the side, and said coldly, "You want to die?"

As soon as the spirit sword came out, he cut the man in half on the suspension bridge of the moat.

As the suspension bridge rose slowly, there were boulders cracking and wailing sounds outside the city, Di Yunge closed his eyes, and his throat felt sweet.

Excessive use of spiritual power and random killing made Di Yunge's life in jeopardy.

"Your Majesty." Yu Qiuyang called out to Di Yunge.

Hearing someone calling him, Di Yunge nodded, turned over and got off his horse, and just walked a few steps, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately Murong Chen's eyes helped him.

"Help me back home." Di Yunge said wearily.

Di Yunge took out the other handkerchief from his sleeve, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then he felt more at ease.

After returning to the mansion, Di Yunge found out that when he fought against them, his knees were swollen, swollen and ruptured by their forceful kicks. Now they were bleeding, and the bones inside were pulled out.

Di Yunge took a deep breath in pain, seeing the imperial doctor coming in, Di Yunge quickly changed into a nonchalant look.

After the medicine was administered, Di Yunge clutched his legs and struggled to climb to the side of the coffin.

Looking at the person in the coffin, Di Yunge reached out and took out his scorched wrists, rubbing them against his face.

If it could never happen, he would rather let Shen Zhaoxue lose his godhead and come back alive.

But now it's too late, too late...

Di Yunge sniffled, suddenly as if remembering something, turned over and took out from the wooden box under the pillow the hair that Shen Zhaoxue married with him under the guise of auspicious gifts that day when she was wearing a wedding dress.

Although it is said to be hair knots, some of them are Shen Zhaoxue's hair alone.

At that time, Di Yunge felt that he was stingy and serious, so he didn't cut off his hair to marry him. Looking back now, Di Yunge was full of regrets.

The beautiful woman has passed away, and it is futile to say anything now.

Di Yunge sighed, picked up the bundle of long hair, took the small smoker from the side, put it on the table, picked up the short blade to cut the hair and tied the two bundles of long hair together.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the table, Di Yunge closed his eyes, picked up the short blade and slashed at his fingertips. The blood oozed out and fell on the intertwined long hair, releasing wisps of purple air.

Di Yunge covered the incense burner, and read aloud with the purple energy.

"The world of mortals is thin, and the sky and the earth are separated. There is still friendship today. I would like to exchange my life for the king's life."

As the last word fell, Di Yunge closed his eyes, and the hair strands in the furnace were tightly connected together like a soul, and the purple air gradually turned into a purple gold lingering.

Sensing the strangeness, Di Yunge opened his eyes.

But the magic circle in the furnace was still radiating out, and finally reached the roof to shine a golden light.

Di Yunge was startled, and couldn't stop his joy.

A ghost marriage with a dead person, according to common sense, would cause black smoke and rise to the black formation, but Di Yunge didn't have this, which means that he married a human being, and married a living person.

Shen Zhaoxue is not dead, he doesn't need to change his life.

So where is he now?

Di Yunge couldn't stop being happy in his heart.

But in a blink of an eye, his eyes fell on the corpse in the coffin. Since Shen Zhaoxue is not dead, who is this person?

Di Yunge picked up his clothes with a sword, only to see that the collarbone was not completely burned, and there were no teeth marks on the pale skin.

Di Yunge looked at it for a while, then he was so angry that he swung his sword to chop the corpse.