Misery: my feet step out of the flames of war

Chapter 130 Willing to hire you as a wife

Killing Broken Island, State Li Hotel.

Yu Cixin stepped in, and the luxurious suite where Luo Hou lived was silent.

"Go to bed so early today?"

She pushed the door open and entered, but saw the person lying on the bench, frowning tightly, with a look of pain on his face.

"Ok?"

……

This is the fifth picture.

Luo Hou withdrew from Tiandu, took dozens of loyal subordinates, and lived in a remote cave.

Many days passed, he was in a daze, not knowing what he was going to do.

One day, a subordinate rushed over: "Wu Jun! Wu Jun!"

"What happened?"

"Mr. Jun, he..."

"How's Fengqing?"

"People from Tiandu arrested him, saying that he was an accomplice of the tyrant, that you cheated the world and stole your name, colluded with the demon god, and intentionally killed 10 people."

"go!"

I thought that the last brother could stay away from the rivers and lakes and live a peaceful life from then on, but he was still implicated by himself.

Luo Hou was furious and rushed into Tiandu, only to see Jun Fengqing's head hanging high on the city wall of Tiandu.

At that moment, nothing could stop Luohu's killing intent.

The world failed his brother!
This world has failed his brother!
Damn!

"My feet stepped out of the fire, my hands clenched and destroyed, my name - Luohu."

Luo Hou entered the Heavenly Capital, stepped on the corpse, crossed the sea of ​​blood, and sat on his throne again.

Twenty years have passed, and the promise to those 20 people has been fulfilled. From then on, there will be no heroes to save the world, only murderous tyrants.

Luo Hou wiped out the West Martial Arts Forest as quickly as possible, leaving no voice of opposition.

Once the battlefield is lost, the hero loses its meaning, and peace is the graveyard of heroes.Because of the war, there are people who look up and follow.

"Since the world says I am a tyrant, then I will never bear this false name in vain."

The last frame.

In Tiandu, someone sent a letter saying that there is a mysterious lake in the distant Moon Clan, and the holy water in the lake can resurrect the dead.

Luo Hou took Jun Fengqing's vermilion pen and head to the Moon Clan.

When he entered the mysterious lake, the formation flickered instantly, the restriction was opened, and the entire lake formed a closed space.

"Drinking the cold wind alone with a broken body, there is a drunk Huanglong today."

On the surface of the lake, a swordsman stood tall, wearing a sword dragon battle robe and holding a shadow sword, showing an immeasurable majesty.

Behind this swordsman, there is another swordsman hidden, with wretched behavior and murderous eyes.

"It turns out that this is your purpose."

"Today, drink the yellow dragon to do justice for the sky, and swear to kill the tyrant Luo Hou!"

"It's up to you? Come on!"

"Long Teng Yunhai, drink~"

There is a familiar demonic energy on the Shadow God Saber, accompanied by bursts of dragon chant, the swordsman in front of him actually has an extraordinary foundation.

"The plan is broken!"

Luo Hou's figure moved instantly, the sound of the saber was like thunder, and the saber's momentum was like electricity, Ji Du crossed the sky and slashed straight down.

boom!
The two swords collided, and the drunk Huanglong was knocked into the air and landed on the lake.

The other knife rushed to: "Huang Ji Tian Zhan Style Ba Dao Wuji!"

Luo Hou smiled contemptuously, and raised his palms. This person is far from drunk Huanglong, and he dared to challenge himself.

However, at this moment, the entire lake boiled, forming four crystal walls.

Outside the water wall, the Patriarch of the Moon Clan led more than a dozen priests and sat around the lake, pouring in spells with all their strength, continuously absorbing Luohou's vitality.

"Open flame Zhu Yi·Four gods worship together·Shuiyue against the source!"

"Ok?"

Affected by the Moon Clan's secret technique, Luohou's vitality poured out like a gush, and his qi and blood surged, no matter how difficult it was to gather strength.

Drunk and drunk Huanglong came again with a knife, and struck hard: "Qingyu Huanglong Slash, ha!"

"Destroying the sky and cutting the stars!"

Extreme bursting, extreme strength, just after a collision, Luo Hou's whole body's true energy was scattered, and his body was actually empty.

puff.

The Shadow God Knife sliced ​​through the golden battle armor, penetrating through the body.

Luo Hou lowered his head, looking at the magic knife lingering with black energy, pierced into his left chest, his lifeless body couldn't feel any pain.

The two pieces of red jade on the knife are like the eyes of Xie Tian Yu Wu before he died.

"I finally beheaded the tyrant Luo Hou."

Drunk Huanglong is overjoyed.

At this moment, the change started again, and a big knife gleaming with icy blue pierced into the back of the drunk Huanglong silently.

"The sword has no queen, you!"

"Drinking Huanglong drunk, you can't think of it, this is all my plan, hahahahaha~"

"what!"

"The tyrant's rumors, Tiandu's rebellion, and Jun Fengqing's death are all planned by me."

"why?"

"Kill the tyrant, and I can gain fame. Kill you, and I can get the Daolong battle robe and the shadow sword. Drunk Huanglong, you and Luohou go to hell together!"

Dao Wuhou walked over triumphantly, took off the Daolong battle robe on the drunken Huanglong, and snatched the Shadow God Dao.

Then, with the light of the knife like snow, Luo Hou's head was beheaded.

The last look before the head fell off was the endless hatred for this world.

"Hate!"

……

"Wake up, wake up, how are you?"

All the pictures left quickly, Luo Hou woke up, and in front of him was a beautiful face and a pair of worried eyes.

"Yucixin, is that you?"

"Well, I'll come and see you."

pain.

Everything in the past, the people who passed away, gushed out again from Luohu's closed memory.

Is this the repression of Lord Wu?
Unwilling, regretful, angry...

And the loneliness of losing a brother, the loneliness of being strangers all over the world.

Loneliness as a hero, as a king.

At this moment, it is deeply poured into the hearts of the traversers.

Let the traveler who only knows the plot feel the pain, the past and the present are finally merged.

They are no longer two people.

Luo Hou stretched out his arms and hugged the person in front of him tightly.

"Have you had a nightmare? Unexpectedly, the dignified Martial Lord would have a nightmare~"

Yuci smiled heartily.

"Do not talk."

Luo Hou buried her head in front of Yuci's heart, listening to the light but strong beating, she was alive, she was not dead.

Sensing his abnormality, Yu Cixin didn't smile again, hesitated for a moment, and finally put her hand on his head, gently stroking the long golden hair.

Blonde hair is soft and soft.

"Jade Cixin."

"Ok?"

"Do you like me?"

"This?"

"Did you miss me after you left the plight?"

"I?"

"Tell me the truth."

"Luo Hou, I like you, I miss you. After returning from a difficult situation, I always think of you for no reason."

"I don't want to lose anyone anymore. This world is too cruel. No matter Wu Jun or Ji Wu Wang, we will die in a ruthless fate at any time."

"You know my identity?"

"know."

Luo Hou stood up, supported Yucixin, and looked at her quietly.

Under the moonlight, people are like jade.

She is a bit stupid, a bit naive, not very smart, has a bad temper, and is a bit extreme.

The most serious problem is that he often confuses his gender, and maybe he will be domestically abused in the future.

But in this world, she is the only one.

He lost Qingyuhu, Ji Fengnian, and Jun Fengqing, and he couldn't lose her again.

Luo Hou took a step back and bent deeply: "Huai gave birth to Qi'ao, and I, Luo Hou, would like to hire you as my wife. In this life, I will have no second thoughts. I will live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point. If there is an afterlife, the love will never die."

Yuci was stunned for a moment, unable to speak for a long time.

Luo Hou did not change his posture, raised his voice, and said again:

"Huaisheng Qi'ao, I Luohou would like to hire you as my wife. In this life, there will be no two hearts. I will live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point. If there is an afterlife, the love will never die."

"I... allow you."

Luo Hou raised his head, the person in front of him was already in tears.

"Thank you."

He embraced her.

It is better to take pity on the people in front of you than to be full of mountains and rivers and empty thoughts.

　It can be regarded as a patch, why Wu Jun refused to tolerate the people in Huo Zhai Buddha Prison, the grievances are too deep.

　　I don't know if I wrote this book because I love these two people, or because I fell in love with these two people because I wrote this book, the author is obsessed with it anyway.

　　Open a new volume tomorrow.

　　Sorry, not today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)