mad wife

Chapter 144 Meeting (9)
What a sad thing this is. The young life who came to them like a god and brought them infinite hope just fell away.And the culprit of all this is Xuyang Pavilion, the emperor Qian Yaoran of Xuyang Pavilion.

The third watch is the time of the decisive battle. All the people tacitly lighted white candles in the house and prayed silently. Their king is their life, but their emperor and concubine injected vitality into their almost unchanging lives. It may be nothing if you haven't got it, but losing it after getting it is an unbearable pain for anyone. Therefore, war is war.

No matter who the final winner is, they don't blame their king, and they don't resent the injustice of fate. This is a fateful war, even if their emperor and concubine are the trigger, they have to say so.

At that time, Zhan Jingyuan rose up under the indulgence of Xuyang Pavilion. It can be said that Xuyang Pavilion has greatly favored them. The people in Xuyang Pavilion secretly said their favor to Zhan Jingyuan. Why don't many people remember this kindness that is greater than the sky?Therefore, in this war, whether they win or lose, they have no regrets.

At this time, the dividing point between Zhan Jingyuan and Xuyang Pavilion.

The two emperors confronted each other with neat military horses and monsters behind them. They hid the darkness with torches, but illuminated the ugly and cruel things that needed to be covered by the darkness.

Sheng Fanyin was wearing golden armor, his handsome face still showed indifference, an unattainable feeling of being exiled from an immortal, but his face was sickly pale, and his pair of phoenix eyes that were as dangerous as a swamp were like losing his life. The only thing that was as bright as stagnant water was still without waves, and there was a kind of determination between the tightly pursed lips.

On the opposite side, Qian Yaoran was dressed in black and silver armor, and stared at Sheng Fanyin with an evil face in his handsome face, his eyes were stained with a layer of gold because of anger, looking like a demon from hell, With a fatal temptation.

"Holy Sanskrit, don't let me down." A repressed and deep voice came from Qian Yaoran's mouth, and as his voice sounded, an ice-blue water phoenix suddenly appeared above Qian Yaoran's back, The icy blue light exudes dreamy coldness, and the appearance of the pure-blood monster royal water phoenix instantly makes the low-level monsters of the enemy tremble.

"As you wish." As Sheng Sanfanyin's indifferent voice fell, a silver-white flying snow leopard appeared on his back. The cold silver eyes sharply confronted the blue eyes of the water phoenix. The pure blood of the royal family of the same level The appearance of Zhong broke the unilateral suppression of Cai Shuifeng just now, and the two sides became evenly matched in an instant.

The drums of war were like thunder, and the two kings flew away from the horses in an instant. The roar of the two armies resounded, and the soldiers began to alternate.

The pungent bloody smell permeated the entire battlefield in an instant, the bites between monsters, blood and flesh flew, and the god of death seemed to be witnessing this shocking battle with a smile on his face, accepting the bright red lives with satisfaction.

Sheng Fanyin and Qian Yaoran entered the "Non-Self Realm" at the same time, spread their wings, and regarded the air as a battlefield. In the night, they could only see two afterimages blending quickly, broke away, and continued to blend, occasionally a few drops of blood splashed in the air Opened, fell into the unknown ground, into the dust.

The third watch, the boundary line between yesterday and today, and the boundary line between today and tomorrow, is like dawn after darkness, hope after despair.

The silver afterimage gradually fell to the wind, and the speed of the beloved figure known as the legendary figure in the history of emperors also gradually slowed down, and the silvery white wings with a little bit of bright red could be vaguely seen.

The two afterimages separated, but did not approach immediately.

In the air, Qian Yaoran's icy blue slightly curly hair that reaches her ankles flutters in the wind, her wings are burning like icy blue flames with a icy halo, her icy blue eyes look coldly at her. The one on the opposite side looked embarrassed, but the silver pupils were still as indifferent as stagnant water without a trace of the Holy Sanskrit voice.

"You are no longer worthy of being the deity's opponent." Disappointment and disdain flashed in the icy blue eyes, Qian Yaoran looked at the land belonging to Zhan Jingyuan under his feet, "Perhaps it is really time for the deity to take over. "

"Dream!" An indifferent voice sounded, suppressing the blood surging in his body, the silver-white figure quickly flew towards Qian Yaoran.

Dou Qi is not required to enter the 'Selfless Realm', but Dou Qi is the unique energy in the body of people on Xuantian Continent. It has better physical fitness than ordinary people, faster self-healing, and even cells that are not easy to age and powerful. The strength is all because of fighting spirit.

At this time, there is a strong poison in the body, and Sheng Sanskrit, who cannot use fighting spirit, can't fight against Qian Yaoran, who is in good health and in his heyday.

"Bang!" There was a small sound, but it was enough to lift everyone's heart.

I saw the silvery white quickly flying away from the ice blue figure, and shot towards the ground at high speed, leaving a thick color in the air with the blood mist.

And what Ling Yue Xingli saw when he appeared in midair was exactly this scene.

"No!" Ling Yue Xingli let out a sharp roar, and almost subconsciously summoned the Shuangyue Knife in his hand, swung a bright red wind blade at the ice blue figure who hadn't reacted yet, and then slammed in the direction of Sheng Fanyin She rushed but suddenly stopped in the air. She had never seen such a distressed Sanskrit. She was so pale and fragile that she seemed to be leaving her in the next second.

The heart seemed to stop suddenly, and the blood froze, leaving only a biting cold feeling.

The dark group and others who followed Sheng Fanyin to the battlefield were stunned to see Lingyue Xingli who suddenly appeared from the sky, and Qiu Yi reacted quickly and retreated.

At the same time, Qian Yaoran was injured by the Shuangyue knife with the dark energy because he didn't react, and Bei Yu also retreated at the same time, and the two parties who were originally dead or dead quickly separated because of an unexpected person .

Sheng Fanyin, who was heavily surrounded by the dark group and others, struggled to get up, looking at Lingyue Xingli in the sky with a pair of stagnant phoenix eyes, they flickered slightly and made circles of ripples.

The two pairs of eyes seem to be looking into each other's world, the whole world is still, they only have each other.

For a long time, as if an eternity had passed, Sheng Fanyin slowly opened his hand, staring at Ling Yue Xingli with a pair of phoenix eyes, as if stubbornly wanting her to fall into his arms.

(End of this chapter)