Legend of Fu Yao

The tall city gates slowly walked out of the thin figure. Under the dark blue walls, the twilight teenager was as thin as a willow that could be raised by the wind. However, no one can know that. In the slender, it contains the unparalleled hardness of the wind knife and the sword.

Meng Fu shook his head and narrowed his eyes in the sun.

She never blinked, only let the warm sun of winter dry her tears. If she went to the military camp with a pair of red eyes, she would be cut into meat.

Tiecheng’s last cry of heartbreaking, she understood, knowing that Tiecheng understood her intentions, which made her somewhat comforted – so the way the thousands of people came, just like her, can’t Not desolate, but fortunately, in such a hostile hostility and hatred, there is still someone who really understands to warm her.

Meng Fu shakes the bag that represents the administrative power of Yao Cheng and goes to the barracks of the army.

It was a camp of 50,000 people. The tents such as the dark gray waves were ups and downs. At first glance, there was no margin. Compared with this behemoth, Meng Fu Sha was like a drop of water in the sea, and it could be submerged in an instant.

She walked without fear, facing the forest of swords and knives that were erected in an instant, and raised the burden of the guards of the monks and the hostility.

"Yaocheng City Lord, come to the city."

The knife slammed into the ground, and the scorpion soldier looked at her for a long while, and went back to the notice. After a while, a member of the squad will come out and look at Meng Fu’s shake through the gaze of the door, especially in her wolverine body. Sweep, thick voice, "Since Cheng Chengcheng, why not open the city gate to meet? Instead, you run yourself?"

"If I open the city gate and meet, dare to ask everyone to dare to go in? Not afraid that I have an ambush?" Meng Fu shakes his eyebrows. "Is there anything more than the city owner alone into your camp, more sincere?"

The generals bowed a sigh. They came over these days and played against the city owner who did not follow the common sense. He was the one who had taught Meng Fu’s means to fight against the 50,000 army with eight hundred troops, not only in the first place. The wave crashed and they killed three of them. These people opened the door and they did not dare to go in.

But now that people have come by themselves, what can be played in the 50,000-strong army? That is absolutely impossible.

"Follow me!" He thought for a long while, thick voice.

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When Meng Fuyao saw the coach of the army, he had already checked three times.

At the last level, the Guardian of the map posted Meng Fu and touched it up and down. After he touched him, he silently retreated. Meng Fu Sha was very quiet. ”

The man groaned and looked up at her eyes. He only felt that his heart was cold and cold, and Meng Fu Sha had already walked in without looking back.

From the outside of the violent light into the dark inner account, Meng Fu shakes a little uncomfortable and narrows his eyes. He even feels a needle-like gaze in the corner and pokes over.

She turned her head subconsciously, but the man sitting in the corner turned away.

She looked around in a ring of sweeping, full of high and low sitting in a colorful robe general, in addition to being in danger of sitting on the map, the other people are either eating meat or drinking water or squatting, full of oil tea beef wool and The smell of men's sweat is mixed.

Are you squatting in the main account? No one in the whole world will rule the army like this. This is to deliberately give her a horse, and she said that she is contemptuous.

She hasn't finished reading yet, but the person sitting in the main account is whispering in a whisper. "You are the owner of Yaocheng?"

With his tone, the crowd will look at the cold, full of murderous, invisible pressure, such as bloodthirsty beasts, snoring.

Meng Fu shook his head and did not speak, slowly spreading the baggage in his hand.

Huang Chengcheng's bronze seal burned the eyes of the generals, and their eyes widened. A low and low whispered voice in the direction of Meng Fu, "I, Yao Chengcheng, Meng Fu, shakes the city, especially to the city, to the city. India, paved the way for Yaocheng, and even entered the road of the Promise of the Promise."

"Great big tone!" The coach of the complexion of turmeric eyes is staring at Meng Fu, his tone and look are gloomy and horrible. "Yaocheng is a small city, and it is like a bag." Why do you want to offer? And why come to pave the way?"

"A big tone," Meng Fu shook his head. "Yao City is a small city, eight hundred guards, ten days of grain and grass, no high wall and cannon, no army of smelting, but it will block your 50,000 tigers." In the past half a month, this sac has been explored for too long and it has been too difficult."

"you!"

"The nonsense talks less!" Meng Fu shakes his hands in a bag, and his eyes are sharp and eye-catching. "I am coming to the city. Yaocheng can't attack for a long time. How can you represent the two kings of the three-way army? What are you going to see other Marshals of Lien Chan? How do you save your frustrated military heart, so that they will continue to fight for you in the next war? Yao City’s initiative, It is the best way to reshape your military mind - Laozi is here to help you, you, understand?"

The last two words were spring thunder, and they screamed like a big drink. They shook the account and made the frivolous generals jump together. They lost the beef oil tea and put their feet on the scorpion staring at Meng Fu, and Meng Fu Sha suddenly bundled the baggage. Tied to the back and turned and left.

"I am a hero, I have never lost to you! If someone is not guilty, Lao Tzu will talk to your corpse! Come to the city, but be disheartened and find the Lord, so that I can find a way out for my people. You guys, who only have long fat and don’t have a long head, are slow me? I don’t wait!"

"Wait for the city of Yaocheng, I was shot by my archers!"

She was carrying her baggage, and the Yi people who wanted to come up and persuaded to go back and did not hesitate to go back.

"Slow!"

There was a sigh of relief behind him.

Meng Fu shakes his footsteps, and his back is facing the book, giving him a smug smile with a slight sorrow.

Sure enough, I am right, you guys who are bullying and hard...

Before coming, Meng Fu had been thinking for a long time. He continued to humiliate and humiliate his knees and desperately to gain the trust of the commander of the army. He was still arrogant and did not let Zhang Yang’s personality rob him. In the end, she chose the latter one. She believed that she knew her. This time, the Thunder is attacking and defending. She does not give the other side a way to think about opportunities. She can't be wrong.

It turns out that she is gambling.

Behind him, the map is no longer stable and sitting on the handsome account. A squatting dress, hurriedly stepped down the seat. "Mengcheng is slow and slow, and the generals are not ignorant, slowing you down..."

Meng Fu did not care, and went on.

"City Lord, today you come to vote, this handsome is very happy, come, give the seat of the city to watch, come, come, Mengcheng Lord, I will introduce you to you..." Picture posted by Muir, Meng Fu Sha, the attitude turned one hundred and eight Ten degrees bend.

Just now he has been carefully observing Meng Fu Sha, the city owner, although unexpectedly young, but he is naturally domineering and brave, and the momentum is pleasing, obviously a surrender, even if he does not agree with the words, he wants to walk around, he is here The pressure, the generals murdered, and did not make him discolored, not to mention his words and sentences, even to know the situation of the army, the sentence said he was in a dilemma. Such talents are not brought along with Yao City, and they are worthy of acceptance. If the King sees it, he will certainly be happy, and he will count his credit.

As for whether Meng Fu Sha is a swindle, his doubts are just flashing, jokes, swindlers can not be so guilty, turn and leave? With his experience with the Mengcheng master, it seems that if he humiliates his grievances and bows his knees, he should be prepared for a few more points.

"Mengcheng Lord," he graciously reached out and led Meng to shake. "We just didn't, we are here, you are, you come, come..."

Meng Fu shook his turn and raised his eyebrows. "Do you know me?"

The picture sticks a smile, even the channel, "natural, natural!"

Meng Fuyao slowly untied the baggage and pulled out the official seal. He first smashed it in his own hands, and then handed it to the map, and smiled. "That's the case. Please show the generals to the generals." Later I said that I got a fake print to fool people."

"How come?" Tudor took over. "But if you don't have long eyes, show me the sincerity of Mengcheng!"

The official seal was passed on in the hands of the generals, and Meng Fu shook his hand in the shadow of the tent, with a faint smile.

Some generals looked at it carefully, and some of them randomly pointed at it and threw it away. Some people shouted, "The Han people are so soft and soft."

Meng Fu shook him and smiled. "The bravery of the Han people, you probably have no chance to see it again."

When I passed to the previous corner, the man who had seen Meng Fu’s glare, his hand seemed to pause, and Meng’s swaying eyes seemed to be recovered if he had passed.

"Grandma, I have already expressed my sincerity," after the official seal, Meng Fu faintly said, "Do you also show your sincerity?"

Figure posted a hesitating, a beckoning, calling, "coming, preparing for the oath."

The boxwood tray was quickly brought up, and the porcelain bowl was filled with clear water, with two sharp knives next to it.

Meng Fu shook his eyes with a smile, and he did not have any feelings.

The swearing oath of the Yi people is not to pierce the fingers of ordinary people, but to take the blood of the heart to show that this heart is stubborn.

When the tray was delivered, Meng Fu shook the previous step. According to the rules, at this time, the map should be standing side by side with her. He hesitated a moment, standing a little behind her, and the two guards outside the account immediately followed.

Meng Fu Sha did not look at him at all. He took the knife, pierced the heart, and pulled out the tip of the knife. He took a bright red blood and dripped the water in the bowl.

Then she smiled and took a step back and left the map.

The map was sighed with a sigh of relief, and the knife was taken forward, and the tip of the knife turned and gently penetrated into his heart.

This is the moment when the tip of the knife touches the skin of the heart.

Meng Fu’s hand suddenly appeared!

She clearly said that she was still outside the arm of Muir, and she was still guarding her in front of her, but she did not know why her bones suddenly slammed and her arms suddenly stretched out.

Her hand, in an instant, grabbed the hand holding the handle.

Gently, one to send.

The sharp knife that only intended to pass over the chest was immediately silent and did not enter the handle!

Blood flower splash!

The map slammed into the sky and almost broke through the big account.

Meng Fu’s hand did not let go, she continued to smile, smiled coldly, and grasped the handle of the handle.

Everyone seems to have heard the sound of the fleshy bones being shattered in an instant.

A lot of blood was sprayed with minced meat, and Meng Fu shook his face. The second voice of Muir was screaming and screaming. He squeaked in the throat and slammed it down.

Meng Fu smiled gently, and pulled out the sharp knife, and his wrist waved. The head of the map had been cut down for her. She smashed the guards of the two swords and smashed the map. Bloody head, hanging on the waist, laughing:

"This is the heroicness of the Han people. I will show you before you die!"

She smiled sorrowfully and wildly, and looked like an eagle rushing to the sky. The sound of steel and jade was rampant in a bloody, sloppy account, such as a sword like a scorpion.

The generals who were shocked by the full account reacted at this time, and they saw that the head of the blood in the blood was still slightly creeping, and Meng Fu shook his blood and smiled, and suddenly became mad.

"Kill her! Kill her!" They pulled out their weapons and rushed on the blood. Some people didn't even wear their boots, and they waved their knives with bare feet.

Meng Fu swayed his feet and posted the corpse of the corps. He sneered at them and sneered at them. He suddenly turned around and black light flashed. He was pulled out like a sneak peek behind her. She held the knife in both hands and leaped in the air, like a The nine-day-old phoenix flies, the wings are chilly, and the black dagger draws a **** impression in the air, hehe! cut! thorn! stamp!

The blood spurred, the head smashed, the broken limbs flew around in the big camp, hit the cowhide tent and landed on the ground. Meng Fu shakes the anger that has been smoldering since the days and the road of shame that has just passed. The pain finally broke out at this moment, and replaced these unlucky generals to bear, long-blade blood, murderous as the front, blood dripping from her knife tip, sprinkling her robes.

This is a one-sided killing. In the middle of the official seal, the generals are soft and numb, and no one is the enemy of Meng Fu.

Only in an instant, the corpses of the land were everywhere, and the life of a book became a dead body. This fierce and fierce killing finally made the natural and brave monk generals begin to fear. There were several poisoned generals who looked at the murderous. Meng Teng, who is like a demon, shakes his hands and feet, and the more his hands and feet are shaking, the more he can’t lift his knife. He struggles and struggles to run out of the account. “Helping lives – saving lives – coming people – killing –”

"Hey!"

A line of cold electricity flashed in the dark and **** space, and the general vest that ran the fastest out of the tent suddenly had a knife.

It is not the dagger of Meng Fu Sha, it is a special machete wrapped around the gold wire of the Yi generals.

The slain man turned his head and pointed at the man who was behind the knife. His throat was squeaky and he struggled for a long time. "Sharma, you-"

The man named Shama was the man who confronted her when Meng Fu shook into the account. He calmly recovered his knife and turned to see Huo’s Meng Fu’s body. “Meng Chengzhu, in the lower sand.”

"You are a Han Chinese?" Meng Fu shook his eyes.

"Yes," Shaying did not change color in the middle of the **** wolf in a place. "The sixth team of Shangyang Jingqi 18th team is secretly belonged."

Meng Fu looked at him and slowly took the knife back. "No wonder you can see that my official print is soft and sloppy."

Satay smiled and said, "If you receive a command from the master, if you meet me, whenever and wherever you want, you must help yourself."

Meng Fu looked at him and looked at the Yaocheng big-headed people who had been beaten by themselves at the beginning of the killing. He gently said, "You are lurking here, and there must be your mission. There is no need to destroy your business for me." ”

Satay was about to talk, and suddenly his eyes turned and he was shocked. "Well, how can I find out that there is one person missing here!"

When the voice just fell, I heard a lot of footsteps. Someone laughed outside the account. "Mom, the key moments are troublesome, handsome, I heard that Yaocheng has come to vote? Let me see you again?" Open the curtain.

There is also a slippery net!

Meng Fu shook his eyes and silently, "I can't help it!" A knife slaps the slap of the head of the sand.

Immediately after the light weight of the tent, the sickle is in the hand, waiting quietly, the eyes in the dark are like a pair of animal eyes to capture the prey.

As soon as he enters the door, this knife will take his life!

The man outside the door, his fingers have opened the curtain and sewed a line.

Meng Fu is ready to go.

The finger suddenly shrank back.

A hard silence, quietly heard the soldiers at the door of the door to check the sound of the code.

The person outside the curtain, breathing gradually thick, across the thick leather tent, I can see that he seems to be gasping, nervous, restless, full of suspicious gasp.

Meng Fu’s eyes were cold, and the inch was cold.

Things have been irreparable, and all the plans for the generals to get rid of them will be defeated.

God is so, God wants to destroy her Meng Fu Sha.

However, to destroy her, we must see if she is willing or not!

Meng Fu shakes quietly, using his sleeves to wipe away the flesh and blood of the sword - then there is a hard battle to fight, and maintain your sword.

It is possible to find out that the situation is not right across the tabernacle, and the man who judges her existence will not be as rough as his words. This should be a veteran of the battlefield, familiar with the smell of blood and dead bodies. People will be tricky opponents.

Outside the tent, the general called Lao Ha, suddenly turned a bucket to go out, people are still in the air, has been quietly ordered:

"There are assassins! Bow and arrow team collection!"

His voice did not fall, the black shadow flashed, and a slender figure appeared in the main account. The coming people were as fast as the wind, with one hand and one wave, the person’s knife outside the knife had reached his heart!

The blue-colored knives reflected the horror of the generals, and he couldn’t say anything. He tried to retreat sideways, but he couldn’t escape the sharp edge of the “breaking nine 霄” internal force on Meng Fu’s shaker.

A shirt, unscrewed and unloaded, the bones are rolling down the dust, and the sand is full of red.

Too far apart, a knife failed to destroy the enemy, Meng Fu shakes to fill a knife is already late, the layers of soldiers, have been under the command of the injured generals like a black pressure eater ant colony.

The armor is like the sea, and the crowd is like a mountain.

Blood sea, Knife Mountain.

This is the moment of killing, this is the moment to harvest life, this is the moment of flesh and blood, this is the moment when the bones are thrown.

At this step, Meng Fu Sha has already emptied all his thoughts and forced himself to become a killing machine. She jumped into the sea of ​​weapons and blood. The black long knife stabbed in like a lightning bolt. She split the Red Sea like Moses. The waves that have flown out of the blood, such as the waves, in the waves, she has turned into a twilight chasing light, carrying the midnight powerful wind carrying the blood of the flying fly carrying the meat of the sky, such as a roaring blood The line piercing the color of the soldier's ocean, each step forward is a blood footprint, each step forward is a dead body with a broken limb.

She didn't know how many lives she had ended, and she didn't know how many wounds she had added. Those who couldn't enter the encirclement, slashed with a spear through the crowd, and such intensive attacks always stabbed her, just In such a struggle of almost numbness, she did not know the pain.

How many people have died? I don't know, I only know that after the foot is not flat, one is full of corpses. She has to kick the corpse while killing. The corpses that kicked out bleed in the air, and then those who rushed up and rushed up... ... never ending killing.

The National History, The Queen of the Gods, Volume I, Section III:

At the beginning of the 16th year of Zhengning, the army was in chaos and was trapped in Yaocheng. Later, it was the owner of Yaocheng. With eight hundred soldiers against 50,000 soldiers, the defending city killed the enemy three times in half a month, and defeated the enemy in the four battles. After the ... ... for the Yao city Han people survived, alone and humiliation, when the Wanfu pointed to not change his ambition, Yu Wei accounted for the power of the coach, the **** alliance, sharp knife cut heart, violent killing, killing Will be seven, hurt one, for the army to be trapped, the trap will not change its color, the sword refers to the sky, bathing blood to the body, where it passes, blood flow drifting ... this campaign, after the power of a single person The enemy is close to a thousand, since the beginning of the Emperor Wu Yongli, under the age of 100, there has never been...

That was a fierce killing. It was so fierce that Meng Fu shook the corpses, and the broken limbs turned into **** vines. They broke through the loess sand and turned into vines, squatting. Whistling, entangled her with death...

Meng Fu was tired and smashed - and she continued to kill and kill. She was the iron man who was exhausted. Even if she had prepared to kill a large bowl of meat, she could not stand the endless exhaustion and consumption. Looking up, the human head did not seem to be reduced at all, and the amount of black pressure was still poured over, and the people who had killed it before seemed to have only dropped a drop of water in the sea.

Meng Fu’s arm was sore, the sword could not move, and the strength from killing was still there. She smiled bitterly, and the sword of inertia broke into the heart of a soldier. She was considering whether to give herself a sword and suddenly heard the change in front. .

The voice sounded like this side of the party. It was also the scream of the screams when the people were killed. The sound of the bones and bones collided with the flesh and flesh and the flesh and blood, and the sultry and dense voice was not One place was initiated, but it happened at three places at the same time. Even when the feet were high, you could see the sudden turmoil in front of the crowd. There were three places near the door that seemed to be suddenly pierced by a sharp knife, and the flesh and blood fluttered. The soldiers who have been attacking Meng Fu’s shaking have turned their heads.

Meng Fu shakes the pressure and jumps on the corpse to see it. It is a dozen black people who are killing people with no murder and means. The dozens are divided into three places, five people each. Suddenly inserted into the crowd, the sharp knife formation was extremely effective in breaking the formation, and the most effective alarmed the entire huge team, causing riots - it can be seen that it is definitely an elite of iron and blood training.

At this time, where can such a group of people rescue themselves? Meng Fu shakes and looks at it. She has never seen the hidden guard behind the Yuan Zhaoxuan, and naturally does not know their existence.

The black man who rushed into the deepest position had already seen her and made a gesture to her. It was the meaning of "close to me". Meng Fu took a deep breath, played the last spirit, and slashed again. .

After a small half-hour slash, she and the black talents joined together in a difficult way. Both of them were blood and minced meat. Meng Fu’s eyelashes were almost bloody, and the black man’s side was four. There are only two people left.

When a few people met, the black man’s eyes showed a happy color, and he said nothing, “Meng girl, I am waiting for the life of the master to protect you, please be sure to believe us—”

"Do I have any reason not to believe you?" Meng Fu shook and cut off his words. "Let's go."

She was so tired that she was swaying, **** body, supported by a sword to stand firm, but still smile and clean eyes, black people look at the bottom of my eyes, there is a small sigh in the bottom of my heart, suddenly remembered another woman who appeared next to the master, two In contrast, he shook his head in his heart, and then the idea quickly annihilated.

He turned and helped Meng Fu shake, said, "Go!"

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Killed overnight.

When Meng Fuyao smashed the squadron under the protection of the gradually shrinking team, and finally saw the walls of Yaocheng, the sky was already twilight.

The wind blown from behind with a strong **** breath, the soldiers of the scorpion were driven by the generals who were still very fierce, and the horses were chasing and killing. Meng Fu shook the side of the body, leaving only the sparse four. Individuals, when they received her, these people have been killed and wounded by one-third. This road has been chased down, dead, exhausted, and those who accompanied her from the blood of the dead sea have fallen from one immediately. Then, the cavalry that was whizzing in an instant stepped into the mud, and Meng Fu Sha could only rush forward with tears. Her reins were held in the hands of the black man in the lead, using her body to block her. stab in the back.

Finally saw the gates of Yaocheng, Meng Fu shook a sigh of relief, no matter how it finally arrived, if these fifteen people were killed because of her, she really felt that it was difficult to face Yuan Zhaoyu.

This slackness felt that the wounds of the whole body were screaming, and all the bones seemed to be falling apart immediately. Meng Fu’s struggle was struggling, and he immediately shouted to the city immediately. “Open the door! I am back!”

The sturdy iron rider approached at a speed of several tens of minutes per quarter, and Meng Fu Shao almost heard the sound of the leading horse, but there was no movement on the tower, and the soldiers who guarded the city looked at her from behind.

If Meng Fu shakes his mind, he quickly removes the heads attached to his waist and lifts them up to show them. "I am a swindler! This is the head of the enemy's coach." The generals of the army are almost dead, and they must retreat within three days. Open the door and open the door!"

Still dead, this time the soldiers on the wall simply walked away.

Behind him, the sound of a large horseshoe slammed into the ground, such as a thunder and bang, and there was a black cloud in the sky, and the world was wrapped up.

The army has chased it!

Meng Fu shook a fierce whip, and quickly rushed to the front of the city gate, and a whip smashed the wall tiles. In the smoke that stirred up, she was so anxious to drink: "Open the door! The chase is coming soon! Do you want to kill us?"

"Who knows who this is?" After the wall, a cold face was found, and the face was indifferent to her, screaming, "Open the gate, let you sell the city thief with the soldiers to come and kill us?" ?"

Meng Fu shook his heart, his eyes were black and black, and his body was almost immediately planted. The black man behind him hurriedly held him, and he even heard him sullen.

When Meng Fu turned back, he saw an arrow in his shoulders swaying - chasing the soldiers!

The old General Hare, who was chasing after the broken arm, suddenly laughed. "Mengcheng Lord, you said that you can open the door? You lost the letter, the coach will be unhappy!"

Meng Fu shakes Huoran back and stares at him. Lao Ha’s gaze on her can’t help but tremble, but his laughter with internal force has spread far, not to mention the people on the tower. It is the people in the city who have already heard it.

With a bang, the iron in the city ran into the gate. He was kicked by a group of Han Chinese. The men pointed out in the direction of the city and smiled madly. "You are still dead and say that the dog is innocent. You can hear it now? Go to the door? Give your woman your master to open the door?"

Tiecheng’s face was blood, one leg had been interrupted, and he was dragging behind him, he coughed, and a **** spit in the dust, angry and roaring, “I said no, no!”

He really stood up and went to the gate of the city. Immediately, the Han people rushed up to kick him, and a group of monks rushed up. The gates of the city suddenly became a group.

Tiecheng did not care. He had already heard the rushing sound outside, and he was anxious to pull the bolt. On the gate, he did not know when there was a silvery dark light shining chain. I thought, pulled out the knife.

"choke!"

The knives of Bailian Steel fell brightly in the air and fell on the chain, but did not leave a mark.

Tiecheng stunned, and suddenly felt that there was a quiet and cold sight behind him. He turned his head and saw a crowd of people who were stunned. Hu Sang’s face was pale and he looked at him quietly.

Tiecheng is another one, and this is what he remembers. The father of Hu Sang’s girl seems to be a famous blacksmith in the city.

"This is a chain built by my father's treasured millennium." Hu Sangyu looked at Tiecheng and said in a word, "You cut it constantly."

“Why? Why?” Iron became arrogant. “Why are you doing this?”

"She's **** it." Hu Sang reveals her madness and dislike of Meng Fu's madness from the eyes to the expression to the body. "She's **** it!"

Tie Cheng looked at her dullly, and she saw the thrilled despair and madness in her eyes. He groaned and his heart sank.

"boom!"

The sound of the human body hitting the city gate was as boring as the thunder of the summer sky. The blood splashed from the crack in the door and splashed on the fingers of the iron. He looked down - was this the blood of Meng Fu?

That faint red - he remembered the reddish eyes when Meng Fu shook away, lonely, desolate, helpless and determined, there was an irresistible insistence in such a gentle, insisting on the vicissitudes of life.

Such a look should not belong to an 18-year-old girl.

The fate of bloodshed and tears should not belong to this woman who dares to bear everything!

Tiecheng suddenly fell down.

This is 19 years old, not to mention soft knees, but the youth who have not had a soft neck. Suddenly in front of the city gate, in the dust, they squatted against Hu Sang.

He gave Hosang a slap in the face.

"I beg you, let her go, she is innocent..." Tie Chengyu was in the dust, the blood and the mud on his face were glued together, and the bruises on his forehead were mixed, almost no eyebrows, he ignored it. Shantou, the first time in this life, the first time in this life, such a pleading, or a woman who is not even a friend, but compared with the city’s owe to her, he feels that his efforts are not enough to compensate her. just in case.

"Please, save her, the key, the key, give me the key, I use all my family to trade -"

Hu Sang looked at him coldly, his eyes were full of hatred, and for a long while, she turned and walked away.

"No key."

Tie Chengyu’s cockroaches were underground, and there was a blank space in his mind. Suddenly there was a bang in the back. I don’t know who’s body slammed into the city gate, and then fell silently down the city. Tiecheng dared not look back from the door. Look at the corpse, he is afraid that the body is the woman he respects; he is afraid to see the woman, can never open the bright and firm eyes; fear this mistake is forever, and myself, watching her Going alone, **** killing, and finally did not die in the enemy, but died in his own suspicion and selfishness.

"what!"

Tie Cheng suddenly looked up and gave a cry of blood that burst into the sky.

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"what!"

Another scream, the penultimate black man, died under a new wave of fierce attacks.

The squadron did not put the arrow, they sneered, with a cat-like attitude, watching Meng Fu shake in front of his own city door, watching the fierce teenagers who killed their countless children finally suffered The betrayal of his own people, the people around him died. Looking at the gates of the city, the soldiers always looked at them indifferently, and thought that this was still the bitterness of Meng Fu.

They laughed very much.

Meng Fu Sha has been silent.

She was as quiet as a tree that had been frosted and leaves, but it was always straight, like a water that had been covered with snow and ice but constant.

She leaned against the gate that should have been impossible for her to open. The blood on the wall was a mottled impression. The impression was the last and most vivid memorial she left for the city. At the gate of the city, she was without a future in front of the city where she was covered with blood and blood, and she could not let the Yaocheng defenders dispel doubts and anger.

Meng Fu’s gaze swept across the yellow sand field in front of him.

There, there were three bodies on the ground, and the bones were incomplete. The people around him, only the black man who led the leader, had been seriously injured.

This dark team of the elite of the war, because she was almost completely annihilated, and the leader of this team struggled, pulled out the melee dagger, swayed forward, ready to use his last flesh and blood, to She faced the bloodthirsty army of this vast soup.

Meng Fu’s fingers were deeply buckled into the wall, and the fingertips burst into brilliant red blood.

This is the heart of the blood.

And this city.

This city where she lived for two months, she really liked the warmth of the city, she liked the greetings in the morning faint, and liked the warmth of the red dust that she had never experienced before in her lonely life. She cherishes and nostalgia, and because of those likes and warmth, she took the responsibility she could not have to deal with at the most difficult time, but never thought that she would exchange such a result.

She sacrificed for it, and they turned her away.

She has never benefited from it, they have forsured her life.

What is the truth of this world account?

And what is the reason for this reversed account to continue?

"what!"

In the gate of the city, Tiecheng’s sorrowful and sorrowful blood rushed into the sky, rushing into Meng Fu’s ear, and then she heard the cry of desperation.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Fu shook his head, above the clouds, vaguely seeing the face of a smile, quiet, harmonious, tolerant, broad, such as those dreams that drifted forever on her way.

She suddenly wet her eyes.

The lost hometown, the persistent obsession, the hopes that floated in the dream, have been calling her, and today, is this the end, can it help her return to the original point?

If you are already destined to escape, why bother to delay and drag others to death?

This... is also very good.

"Sir," she suddenly reached out and grabbed the black man who limped forward. "You don't have to go."

The black man looked at her blankly, and Meng Fu looked at his eyes and said calmly. "They want me to die. If I die, they won't move you again. I can't drag you any more."

"Girl, you are joking." After the initial horror, the black man began to smile. "Do you think they will let me go? I killed so many people."

Meng Fu shook the silence for a long while, said, "Well, then we will die together. I originally had a sentence to ask you to bring him, it seems impossible now, I only have one request, you are after me.