surnamed Wang

Yaliu pulled out the hand knife from his abdomen, and held a bright red beetle between his two fingers. The whole body of the beetle was glowing red, and two eyes that were smaller than sesame seeds showed a fierce light.

"Damn things."

Yaliu raised his hand to strangle the bug between his fingers, Wang Gingquan was already in shape, and he swung his fists without hesitation, the wind of the fist had the meaning of purple gold, accompanied by bursts of dragon chant.

This is a punch he fused with his own imperial dragon aura, representing the blow of the entire Central Plains dynasty.

Seeing this, Yaliu didn't dare to take it too seriously, and directly threw the Gu worm in his hand on the ground and stepped into the yellow sand, clenching his fists with both hands to meet it.

There was a loud "bang", and the two of them flew upside down almost at the same time. Yaliu retreated only ten feet and his feet were rooted in the ground, but Wang Gangquan fell back more than thirty feet and fell to the ground.

The master made a move, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye. As soon as Ya Liu stabilized his figure, his feet exerted force instantly, and he reached in front of Wang Gingquan at a faster speed than before, and raised his leg and stomped down hard.

"Stop!" Yue Sulong shouted hoarsely in the distance.

The voice seemed to contain a strange power, the surrounding air was distorted, there was a wave on the side of Yaliu, and then his movements actually stopped following the woman's words.

After the woman finished yelling, she seemed to have suffered a huge blow, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood from her mouth. Her spirit was visibly weakened by the naked eye, and her previous white hair and wrinkles reappeared.

……

Yaliu frowned slightly, he clearly felt several chains protruding from the void to bind him firmly, but outsiders only saw it stopped there, unable to step on his raised right foot no matter what.

He glanced at Yue Sulong in the distance, and the aging trend of the other party gradually weakened at the moment, and then began to regain his youth.

Seeing this, Yaliu couldn't help feeling aggrieved. In order to ensure that he could find the other party to take revenge after breaking the seal, he used secret techniques to bind the two people's lives together, but he didn't want to be used against him instead.

If it hadn't been for his Yangshou to support him for thousands of years, the other party would have died from the backlash of the magic weapon. Because of this, she was able to strengthen the seal repeatedly.

What he did back then was like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

……

At Yaliu's feet, Wang Gingquan got a moment's breath, looked at the imprisoned opponent, and there was nothing to be polite about, his right palm had a hint of purple and gold and stabbed at the opponent again.

Yaliu gave him a cold look, and suddenly exerted force on his right foot, and there was an overwhelmed "click" sound in the void. Seeing this, Wang Gingquan hurriedly rolled on the spot. The next moment, Yaliu stepped on the ground, and the sound shook Ear.

Wang Bingquan got up quickly, with two fingers of his left hand forming a sword, he swiped forcefully in the air, and the long sword that fell not far away instantly flew up to Yaliu, and then he continued to hand out the knife in his right hand, intending to settle the battle with one move.

"Out of control."

Yaliu tore off the shackles all over his body, slashed out with the sickle in his hand, and the sneer in his eyes seemed to have confirmed the outcome of the battle.

Yue Sulong's appearance in the distance has recovered seven or eight points, and now seeing that the two are about to collide, she shouted again:

"stop!"

Yaliu's figure suddenly paused, Wang Bingquan seized the gap, stabbing the opponent's chest with the knife and flying sword at the same time.

……

Wang Gangquan's attack easily pierced through the opponent's chest, but Yaliu still stared at him calmly, but Yue Sulong spit out a mouthful of blood suddenly in the distance, and a big hole appeared in his chest at the same time.

Blood gushed out from the wound, and her face returned to old age again, but this time, there was no sign of recovery at all.

The woman fell heavily on the yellow sand, her face was not distorted by the pain, but a little relieved.

Seeing this scene, Wang Gangquan in the distance pulled out his right hand in disbelief, and saw that Yaliu's chest on the opposite side was recovering rapidly, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Gingquan didn't care about him anymore, and flew back to Yue Sulong's side. At this moment, the woman had become an old woman with pale hair. Wang Gingquan supported her with one hand, and transferred the few spiritual energy in her body to Yue Sulong. After a while, The woman slowly opened her eyes.

"Don't bother, Crow Liu has already cut off contact with me."

"I killed you."

"Don't say that, I should have died a thousand years ago. After living for so many years, it feels worse than death if someone around me dies before me."

Speaking of this, the woman spit out a mouthful of blood again, and said vaguely:

"There is one more thing I have been keeping from you. In fact, I am Princess Loulan."

"I know."

……

The two were talking nonsense that seemed superfluous, and to be precise, any words were meaningless now.

As the woman's aura disappeared, Yaliu made a casual move, and the soul banner appeared beside him again. He wanted to fulfill his oath, take Yue Sulong's soul into the banner, and torture her forever.

Wang Gingquan definitely would not give him this chance, Lin Kong grabbed the long sword and appeared in his hand, and rushed forward with a pathetic aura all over his body, this time, he probably really was going to die.

……

In the inner garden of the imperial palace, Empress Yan Rongrong is tasting tea with her mother-in-law in the garden. Although Concubine Yang Taigui is getting older, her tea-making skills are still excellent, but her hands and feet are inconvenient.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were gossiping about the family life, looking at the scene of the first decline in the courtyard, Yan Rongrong felt restless for no reason.

This irritability couldn't be explained clearly, and it made her heart beat a little faster.

"What's wrong?" Concubine Yang Taigui asked.

"Nothing." Yan Rongrong shook his head.

"Can't Quan'er come over?"

"He said he has something to do today, and he seems to have something to do every day."

"It's not easy for Quan'er to govern the country by himself, and it's not easy for you to manage the entire harem. I still miss the leisurely days in Zhongzhou even more.

When Quan'er was young, I was very angry that he didn't want the prince's position, but he was right, the throne can't be taken care of, and a mother can't really push the child into the fire pit and take office. he went.

Now that my mother is getting older, she sees it differently, what power and wealth are, and the family is safe and secure. "

Concubine Yang Taigui finished nagging in one breath, but when she raised her head, she saw that her daughter-in-law was shedding two lines of tears. The old lady panicked for a moment, and quickly grabbed her daughter-in-law's hands and said in concern:
"Rongrong, what's wrong with you, did your mother make you sad?"

"what?"

Yan Rongrong showed doubts on his face, and reached out to touch his cheek, only to realize that tears were shed at some point.

In the garden, a leaf fell with the wind, and there seemed to be more sadness in the world.

Autumn has arrived quietly, and some lives seem to be destined to end.

……

On the desert, Wang Gingquan's figure swayed, and the wound on his chest expanded again. This time, the wound was on the heart. There was a huge disparity in cultivation, and no amount of struggle would be futile.

Everyone tried their best, but still couldn't support it for an hour. The breeze blew by, adding a new layer of sand to the scattered corpses on the ground.

Wang Gangquan's life was passing by rapidly, and countless familiar figures flashed in front of his eyes, but he couldn't catch any of them.

Yaliu walked closer, looked at Wang Gangquan coldly, and said calmly:
"For forcing me to this point, I should be content."

After all, the sickle was placed next to the other party's head, which was still unwilling to hang down, intending to take this life.

The autumn wind blew, and the head floated to the ground like a leaf.

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