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Chapter 148 White Tiger Star Brilliance

Sixiu-White Tiger was suspended in the mid-air, with the silver moon shining behind him, holding an epee in both hands, and wearing a bright silver battle armor. Behind the visor, his rough and handsome face was full of anger and hatred!

His elder brother, the current Grand Duke Baihu, was controlled by these monsters, which caused the entire Duke of White Tiger to fall in one day, and even Grand Duke Baihu himself became a puppet controlled by these monsters!
Suppressing the anger and hatred in his heart, Sixiu Baihu never left the city wall. As a marquis lord, it is his duty and honor to guard the people. No matter how great the hatred, he cannot abandon his son at this time People don't care.

The middle-aged noble-looking man stood in the dark night sky, like a phantom in the moonlight, and smiled lowly.

"Sixiu-Baihu, if you and your elder brother were made into a pair of puppet dolls, it must be a good pair of collectibles!"

"But the puppets made by your brother seem to be very expensive. I don't know if there is enough food in your territory to buy them back!"

In the darkness, on the originally thin and pale lips of the middle-aged nobleman, there was a line of blood as thick as a hair.

A strange blood color emerged from the darkness, like the top-grade silk, slowly unfolding behind the middle-aged nobleman.

The man with the appearance of a middle-aged aristocrat seemed to be convinced that Si Xiu-Baihu did not dare to leave the city, whispering the ancient language slowly and solemnly.

Behind him, the Scarlet Silk Wan seemed to expand and stretch endlessly, until the entire sky was covered with a faint blood color.

At the end of the aria, the man raised his hands high, as if embracing the silver moon in the sky.

Among the three rounds of silver moons in the sky, the light of the first quarter moon suddenly flickered, and the blood-colored silk was covered with a layer of silver gauze.

The blood-colored silk that covered the entire night trembled slightly, and shrouded the city behind Sixiu-Baihu.

"Using the blood of this city's food, the blood silk satin woven should satisfy the Duchess! It should be enough to exchange for your brother's puppet doll!"

It seems that he is really thinking seriously, the man with the appearance of a middle-aged aristocrat is talking to himself.

The flame of anger and hatred in Sixiu-Baihu's heart became more and more intense, but he still stood guard on the top of the city. Behind him, the silver moon was shining brightly, condensing into a phantom of a full moon. live.

"Why resist? Isn't it an honor for you lowly humans to be the food of the great holy blood?"

In the beginning, middle-aged aristocratic men could still maintain aristocratic elegance.

"When you were still worms in the sea, the great holy blood race was already the master of this world!"

But as the voice became louder, the blood on his thin lips became thicker and thicker.

"You, lowly, should be, feel, honored to be the food of the holy blood!"

Elegance turned into tyranny, the last sentence, the middle-aged man almost roared out.

The blood-colored silk in the sky was covered with silver moonlight, pressing down on the city inch by inch against Sixiu-White Tiger's silver moon energy.

Sweat dripped from Sixiu Baihu's body, his teeth were crushed, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes, which were originally supported by hatred, anger, and responsibility, were firm and unshakable.

The silver moon source was oppressed and eroded by the blood-colored silk cloth covered with the brilliance of the first quarter moon at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, it had been pasted on Sixiu-Baihu's battle armor.

Scarlet Siwan just lightly touched the battle armor, and a faint white smoke was corroded, but on Sixiu-Baihu's two-handed epee, Yinyue Yuanneng was still firm and pure.

The huge gap in strength made Sixiu Baihu exhaust all his abilities, but he could no longer stop the spread of bloody silk, even if the eyes of the Baihu family were as firm as iron!

"Silver moon, sun, and stars, with the surnames engraved in the light by the ancestors of the Baihu family, with the blood of the Baihu family members who have never succumbed to filth!"

Among the three rounds of silver moons, the silver moon in the shape of a full moon shines brightly!

At the western end, a ray of light from the sun shines directly on the full moon, mixed in the silver moonlight, shining down everywhere!

The stars, the incomparably small stars all over the sky under the light of the silver moon and the sun, suddenly became so dazzling that they even overwhelmed the brilliance of the silver moon in the night.

Not far from the city, a woman holding a little girl among the refugees suddenly raised her head and looked at the bright stars in the sky.

"White Tiger Starlight!"

The little girl's eyes were sleepy, and when she heard what the big sister blurted out, she couldn't help asking in confusion:

"Big sister, what did you say?"

The woman didn't answer, she was silent for a moment, then put the little girl on the ground, crossed her hands in front of her chest, respectfully bowed ninety degrees to the defense line of the city wall, and murmured:
"I use my blood body, life, and all my imprints in the world to sacrifice to the Bright White Tiger who controls all brilliance!"

"I am willing to give up everything and return to the light forever, in exchange for a moment of brilliance, and cleanse all the filth in the world!"

"This oath is evidenced by all the blood of the White Tiger family!"

On the top of the city, Sixiu Baihu knelt on one knee, standing in front of him with heavy swords in both hands, a layer of pale gold starlight shrouded him, blocking the blood-colored silk from the outside, no matter how the monster moved, he couldn't Shaking the slightest bit, he guarded the city behind him rain or shine.

While the woman was reciting the oath, Sixiu Baihu was also reciting in a low voice.

"I use my blood body, my life... as a sacrifice!"

"I would give up all... filth!"

"This oath is evidenced by all the blood of the White Tiger family!"

The light, the endless light of sunlight, moonlight, and starlight, converged towards Sixiu-White Tiger in the dark night.

The undead are like straws in the wind, turning into pieces of green smoke and dispersing.

The light, the firelight and candlelight in the city, the girl's loving gaze when she sees the stars all over the sky...

Light, on the top of the city, the knight tears on the visor, the metal and the tears shine, the soldier's teeth are tight, the blood flows out, the reflected fire...

The light, all the light, all the light in the world, at this moment, is focused on the body of Sixiu, the white tiger.

In the dark, there seems to be a regular chain vibration, making a sound:
"Give you light, let you cleanse!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was no light in the night. It seemed that at this moment, all the light in the world gathered in the body of Sixiu-White Tiger.

"The light is endless, the blood of the white tiger will never end!"

After leaving the last cry in the world, Sixiu-White Tiger exploded suddenly, like the brightest and brightest fireworks, blooming the most beautiful moment in this night!
Light, light, light, after the night, endless light fills the whole world!

The blood-colored Qingwan was instantly purified into blue smoke, and then submerged in the light.

The silver moonlight blessed on the light wan is like a candlelight before a bright moon, it flickers for an instant and then goes out immediately.

Light can bless everything, grant everything, punish everything, and destroy everything.

Just the momentary light dissipated, and the endless tide of undead disappeared quietly all over the mountains and plains!

A wisp of green smoke curled up in the air where the monster stood just now.

In the eagle's nest, the energy lamp above Zhou Mo's head suddenly went out, and in Nuo Da's manor, silence was bred in the darkness.

For some reason, Zhou Mo seemed to feel that Guangming was mourning!
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