Chapter 3041

Dyed white delicate face, pale without the slightest blood color, the blood winding like rose blossoms spilled and slipped down her lips, dyeing the originally pale lips into a thrilling crimson color.

Without a word, she repressed the overwhelming pain. Her pale and slender fingers clung to the sword and decided to push her heart without any hesitation.

"Princess!"

"General!"

I don't know how many voices are shouting in horror. It's almost a heart rending wail and a desperate tremble. But dye white without half hesitation, and completely pierce the sword through the heart with an extremely indifferent attitude.

Cone heart piercing, liver and intestines broken pain.

Is it the sword wound or the broken heart that hurts?

Her eyes were dark and her sight was gradually blurred. Her deep peach eyes began to be lax, but she still stubbornly locked Mo Liyan's cold eyebrows and eyes, and a smile of pride and wanton, Yan Jue and Shang Jue slowly curved along her bloody lips.

Just like the last moment before the flower.

"Mo Liyan." ran Bai opened her mouth slightly, and her lips moved slightly, but she vomited blood first. She used up her last strength, clenched her teeth and whispered, "give you back your life."

Blood stained battle clothes, she weeps blood word by word, kills her heart word by word, with a proud and determined attitude, even if she is on the verge of death, she is still invincible.

"From then on... They don't owe each other, they are strangers!"

The swaying wind whirls.

Dyed white slowly fell down, and the peach blossom eyes of all sentient beings disappeared inch by inch. They no longer exist, reflecting the vast sky, as if they were whirling the old time that couldn't go back.

He closed his eyes.

The world was reduced to total darkness.

One scene, one game.

It's like a flash in the pan, but it's nothing in the end.

The air was also filled with a strong smell of blood.

After the killing, the battlefield reduced to a residual situation seems to be a bleak and desolate residual situation in the world, which is almost integrated with the bloody setting sun.

Everyone at the scene fell into a dead silence, staring at the picture of both death for a long time.

The two men died, in the hands of one of them, under the same sword.

They fell silently in a pool of blood. At this time, in this bloody and corpse ridden battlefield, death, the long sword fell on the ground alone, and the blood was faint.

A generation of emperors fell, and there was no more unfathomable aura, black clothes and Jiaying.

The girl general's expression is always cold and calm. Her red clothes are stained with blood. The color is a soul stirring danger and bewitchment. She will die calmly.

From a distance,

The two figures are particularly determined to die in the vast world.

Back then,

Who's the stranger and who's the girl in red.

Amazing time, cool thin years.

They must not know,

Their death,

Took away many people's hearts.

The setting sun sank and ceased to exist.

The sunset is gone, and dusk has come.

The dim Twilight shrouded heaven and earth, setting off human tragedies.

The cold wind blows suddenly, and the cold is everywhere.

It was he or she who killed the sword blade that broke through the air.

There was some hot temperature left on the sword, and whose heartbeat was it.

A bloody battle in a city, I don't know who buried a generation of Fenghua. Have you ever laughed calmly and looked wantonly? Have you ever been young and romantic?

The wind and sand are all over the sky, and I don't know who's obsession is buried. I'm in love with my bones in this disaster all my life?

The mountains and rivers that have been beaten down by the Golden Army and iron horse will not be shaken by the mountains and rivers in the end, but will remain silent forever.