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Chapter 905 The Perfect Ending (44)
Seeing everyone's happy expressions, Xiang Qing thought, it's time for this to end!

She issued a password to the divine soldiers, and the divine soldiers immediately tore a man and a woman surrounding them into pieces and fell into the dust.

Murong Zi, Dongfang Shuo and the others raised their voices to applaud, and the Allied Forces of the Four Nations cheered in unison. This means that the world's great hatred has finally been avenged!
After the effect of the medicine passed, the magic soldiers returned to normal, and after a moment of silence, they all killed themselves with the knives in their hands!
"Why did they commit suicide?" Everyone was shocked.

Xiang Qing said: "They know that their physique and blood are different from ordinary people, and they can easily be used by people with intentions to kill again, so they choose to end their own lives to restore peace to the world. Moreover, they live in extreme pain, and death is very painful to them. Say it's a relief!"

Everyone nodded, if this is the case, it can be regarded as their best ending!
At this time, there was a cry of pain, and everyone turned their heads to look, and saw Feng Ruhua fall heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

Liu Yunhe pointed at Feng Ruhua with his sword and said, "Helianfeng, you lost!"

Everyone got off their horses and walked over.

Regardless of whether it is an army or an individual, he has lost!

Feng Ruhua's heart was filled with a sense of despair, and a kind of despair arose spontaneously.

Bai Shui rushed over to help him up: "Lord, are you alright?"

How could he be fine if his martial arts were abolished?He is already a useless person!
Feng Ruhua pushed away the white water and glanced at everyone. More than 30 years ago, his country was weak and outnumbered, and ended up being wiped out. Now he is also outnumbered by Feng Ruhua. God, are you being too unfair to me?

Seeing the desolation on Feng Ruhua's face, Liu Yunhe thought that if the Three Kingdoms hadn't wanted to annex the Jiu Kingdom, Helianfeng would not have retaliated today. It's just a miserable person!

After a long pause, he withdrew his sword: "You go!"

Everyone was shocked, let the tiger go back to the mountain, there will be endless troubles!

"He'er!" Ximen Ruoxue wanted to persuade.

Liu Yunhe raised his hand to stop her movement: "Mother, he is also a pitiful person. Now there is no one to help him, and his martial arts are useless. For my aunt's sake, spare his life!"

Thinking of her elder sister, Ximen Ruoxue sighed and said nothing.

"Hahaha..." But Feng Ruhua suddenly laughed out loud, glanced at Liu Yunhe, looked up at the noon sun, and suddenly said in a self-deprecating way: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone forever." Also. Exploring the tiger’s lair and entering the dragon’s palace, looking up to the sky and exhaling to form a white rainbow—” After reading the last word, he raised his white sleeve and set off a beautiful arc, and the sword was raised and slashed across his neck.

"Lord!" Bai Shui yelled loudly, she was serious, she had never said such a loud word before!
Everyone was still immersed in Feng Ruhua's tragic poems and didn't come back to their senses. When they heard Bai Shui's voice and looked over, they were shocked to see that Feng Ruhua had already killed himself!
Liu Yunhe clenched his fist, he still chose this path!

Xiang Qing held Liu Yunhe's hand, with a picturesque arrogance, this is the path he must choose, and it is also his best result, so don't regret it!
Liu Yunhe understood Xiang Qing's meaning and nodded.

"Well—" At this time, Bai Shui followed Feng Ruhua and wiped his neck, fell to the ground, and held Feng Ruhua's hand: "The landlord..."

Whether it's Dingmiyou or Baishui, they can be regarded as loyal!
It's just a pity that at such a young age, he lost his life because he followed the wrong person!
A fire burned the bodies of Feng Ruhua and others, everyone returned to the tent, the generals counted the number, and the soldiers cleared the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)