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The person whose neck was broken by him lost all life immediately and knelt on the ground, and Di Yunge also jumped off the person.

Before he could stand still, an arrow with a white tail brushed past his eyelashes.

Without even thinking about it, Di Yunge directly pulled out the sword from the hand of the man he twisted to death, and slashed at the man who sent the arrow. The man couldn't dodge in time, and Di Yunge forcibly cut off half of his neck with red phoenix eyes.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the white snow under the feet red, and people fell straight from the horse like a kite.

"Whoever dares to rebel against me will be killed without mercy!" After Di Yunge finished speaking, he plunged two blood-stained spirit swords into the snow.

Purple spiritual power poured out from the hilt and filled the entire sky, adding a layer of twilight to the blue sky.

The people around were all shocked by the surge of spiritual power, their black hair flying, and one of them fell to the ground without standing still, and the armor outside was soaked by the wet snow on the ground.

Di Shuheng didn't waste any more words, and directly started fighting with Di Yunge.

It's okay if there is no fight, but after a fight, the soldiers led by Di Yunge were hacked to death in the snow in a short while, buried in thick snow.Even if he didn't die, the armor would have been discarded on the ground long ago, and the person had already gone to nowhere.

And it wasn't just one person, when Di Yunge realized, he was already surrounded by Di Shuheng's soldiers.

They held the blades and looked at Di Yunge.

Di Yunge's armor was picked up by Di Shuheng and fell to the ground, while the hair on his forehead was blown up and down by the wind, and his cheekbone was slashed with blood, he was breathing heavily, and the white air he exhaled was wet His eyelashes, and the hand holding the spirit sword became more and more forceful, causing the veins to bulge.

Those people walked forward with silver blades and surrounded him in a circle.

Di Yunge squinted his phoenix eyes and looked at them.

Suddenly, someone took the lead and slashed his shoulder with a machete. Di Yunge snorted violently, raised his sword and swung his hand to chop off the man's head.

At the same time, more blades pierced his body, and Di Yunge's sword-holding hand trembled slightly.

Beads of blood slid down the blade, and as the blade was pulled out, Di Yunge lost his footing and knelt on the ground with a plop.

Blood stuck to the sharp phoenix eyes, and Di Yunge's spirit sword was inserted beside his knees, revealing a penetrating light, just like him, even after death, he was still breathing fiercely.

Seeing Di Yunge kneeling motionless in the snow covered in blood, those people moved forward in fear, but the moment they approached, they were stabbed by his spirit sword and fell to the ground.

Di Yunge wanted to stand up, but his legs were already torn and bleeding.

Di Shuheng snorted coldly, stepped on his shoulder, and stepped into the snow. The icy snow covered Di Yunge's cheek, making him feel cold inside.

"If Father had surrendered from the beginning, he wouldn't have fallen to this level." Di Shuheng possessed himself and inserted the sword.

Di Yunge was trampled in the snow and couldn't move. He could only watch the sword stab down bit by bit, brushing his eyeballs, and piercing his nose.

Almost, almost, the sword was about to pierce the eyeball.

Even if you don't die, you can never see it again.

"It didn't go in." Di Shuheng smiled, pulled out the sword, and stabbed Di Yunge's forehead fiercely.

Di Yunge had a general premonition, and closed his eyes resignedly.

Should his rough life end here?

Do not!

But what can he do?

He has done countless things, and what he regrets the most in his life is indiscriminate killing.

He used to hate bullies, but now he has become that kind of person.

Di Yunge was helpless, but he had to.

In his understanding, it seems that only in this way can he establish prestige, only in this way can he not be bullied by others, only in this way can he be happier...

But is he really happy?

Just when Di Yunge accepted his fate, the sky suddenly opened a window for him.

A hole was opened in the thick clouds, and countless lights streamed down from it, shining on his cheeks.

He heard the sound of snow melting.

And the sword against his head split open with a "clank", and the fragments scattered around him.

Shen Zhaoxue flew down from the city gate, her white robe slightly rolled up her waist, her pair of golden eyes were extremely dazzling, the light fell on him, making him gentle and bookish.

Seeing the golden eyes, the soldiers put down their blades and knelt down in the snow.

"Meet my God."

Kneeling in the dark, Shen Zhaoxue didn't even look at it, and flew straight to Di Shuheng.

The spirit sword in his hand was broken by life, and just as Di Shuheng wanted to turn around, Shen Zhaoxue grabbed his neck.

"Since ancient times, the king's power has been bestowed by the gods. He is virtuous and non-virtuous. You need to judge him?" Shen Zhaoxue raised her eyebrows, and her hands became more and more vigorous.

Di Shuheng was grabbed by the neck by him and lifted into the air, his face was flushed, his eyes rolled up due to too much force, as if he was about to be unable to bear the pressure and wanted to escape from this torso.

"Let... let him go." Di Yunge crawled out of the bloody ground covered in blood, he coughed, and the corners of his lips overflowed with blood.

Shen Zhaoxue felt distressed when she saw it, and hurried forward to carry her behind her back.

Di Yunge's phoenix eyes were blurred, he looked up at Di Shuheng who was hanging in the air with a flushed face, and insisted, "Let him go."

Shen Zhaoxue didn't want to let go, but because of Di Yunge, he let him go.

"Bring me back." Di Yunge leaned his head on Shen Zhaoxue's back, and said weakly.

Shen Zhaoxue's Adam's apple rolled, he wanted to talk to Di Yunge, but just as he opened his mouth, his back was wet.

The blood on Di Yunge's body was continuously dripping onto him.

Dressed in white clothes and changed into red clothes, if you forget about your funeral, it may be difficult for you to get married in this situation.

However, now it is reversed.

Di Yunge's breath was weak, and Shen Zhaoxue poured spiritual power into him while reciting it.

The cold wind brushed against her cheeks, Shen Zhaoxue carried her back for a while, and then felt that there was no warmth behind her.

His heart sank suddenly.

Shen Zhaoxue wanted to put him down to take a look.

But the moment his hand was touching God Yunge Yuyuan, he heard him say in a muffled voice, "It's cold."

As he spoke, he rubbed Shen Zhaoxue's neck, "If you don't run faster, you won't have a husband."

Hearing this, Shen Zhaoxue had no choice but to speed up and run to the mansion.

Running, Shen Zhaoxue suddenly felt her neck warm.

Shen Zhaoxue was stunned.

Then I heard Di Yunge leaning on his back and crying, "The power of kings is granted by gods, so will tyrants also have the protection of gods?"

"Others, I don't know, anyway, they are here with Your Majesty, and I have my protection." Shen Zhaoxue's throat was a little sore.

If he had appeared earlier, Di Yunge would not have come here.

If the godhead can be divided, he is willing to give half of it to him to protect him for several lifetimes.

"Zhaoxue..." Di Yunge whispered.

"The minister is here."

"My power was taken by me, and if my name is not right, it will not be right." Di Yunge wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand, "There is no divine grant."

"Your Majesty, why would you say that? It was obviously taken by God to help His Majesty, but it was another god before, and now he is a minister." Shen Zhaoxue put the man on the bed, grabbed his bloody hand and said softly , "I will keep you worry-free."

Di Yunge laughed lightly when he heard this, "But I, everyone betrayed their relatives."