Nightfall

The silence extinguishes the eyes of the subject, swallowed by Ning Que's gluttony, and covers the entire Chang'an City through the array of pestles, so the wind and snow become more violent and the cold is everywhere. (You can go to the leaf when you read the novel

Suzaku Avenue is also very cold, but as more and more Chinese appear on the wall and on the street-they stand side by side, shoulder to shoulder, they are crowded on the street, and their heels step on each other from time to time-on the street The temperature gradually increased, the ice and snow melted, and even made people feel a little hot.

The hearts of the Tang people were very hot, so their blood became hot until their bodies were hot. They clenched their fists, waved their arms, and kept exuding their anger.

Shouts and swearing kept ringing around Suzaku Boulevard. People kept smashing bricks, and people smashed night pots, leftover tea, leftovers, and boy urine towards the audience.

The Tang people believed in Haotian, but they marvelously believed that people will win the sky. This is because although the Confucius ignored the world for many years, his indomitable indomitable spirit was spread through the college, through the royal family, through the court and the army. Every village and town in the Tang Dynasty melts into the blood of every Tang people.

So I know that the Tsing Yi Taoist in the street is an unimaginable strong man in the street, and is truly invincible in the world. In front of this person, the ordinary person is like an ant, but the two teenagers in the three yuan hold a knife and fork. Dare to kill, even if the subject is a monster that eats people, people have to try it out.

Many of us can't beat you, can't we still scold you with so many open mouths? Even if this guy is brazen and shameless, I will **** you with feces, don't you feel embarrassed?

The previous Xuejie looked like a holy Qiong Palace. It had a non-human beauty. The wind and snow were also clean, without a trace of dust, just like Haotian's face. []

At this time, with the attack of the crowd, Long Street suddenly became filthy, profane shouting and swearing. There are also odors from the world, which drift into the high sky with the snow and wind, smearing Haotian's face extremely embarrassing.

The Lord watched the filthy, aura of the world that floated to the sky, raised his eyebrows slightly, and those feces and urine would naturally not touch his coat, but made him a little angry.

Within his field of vision, there are at least thousands of Chinese on Snow Street. He can also feel that more Tang people are coming towards Suzaku Avenue. Come to die.

Seeing so many Tang people appear on the long street, the subject was slightly surprised, but he didn't care. What he cared about was to carry out Haotian's will and end the millennium history of the Confucius in the world.

At this time, the city of Chang'an was full of wind and snow, and there were countless characters written by Dao Ningque previously written in the wind and snow. Those symbols successfully filled many gaps in the shock array, only one way.

There is no change from the previous situation, the viewer must kill Ning Que. Ning Que is on Suzaku Avenue, and at this time there is a vast crowd between him and the viewer.

So the subject walked towards the crowd.

The subject is Chen. (Looking at the novel, you will get to the leaf · You ~ You M) has the most common name and looks like the most ordinary person. When he walks into the crowd, it is like a drop of water, melting in the ocean of the people.

Then a storm started in the ocean. Countless silhouettes were fluttered, like waves crashing on the reef, with white snow, dissipating in the dangerous natural environment.

The men in Tsing Yi who rushed to kill with a knife fell into the pool of blood, and the dozen or so Yulin troops who charged the horses were dozens of feet away from the audience, and fell into the horse.

The figure of the Lord gradually appeared in the ocean of the crowd. Behind him was a wolf. Under the pressure of terror, the sea of ​​people gradually separated a channel.

It was then that the practitioners of Tang State finally shot.

The Tianshu Office has been quietly lurking to the surrounding Fang City. Several formation masters launched the Tianluo array. The vitality of the sky and earth between Suzaku Avenues suddenly changed drastically. In the air around the Lord, all his paths were locked.

Almost at the same time, more than ten military swordsmen hiding among ordinary people shot up, only heard the choking sound, the bright flying sword broke through the sky, and pierced the face of the Lord.

There was no change in the look of the Lord, and he gently brushed his sleeves, and then moved on.

As the sleeves flicked, the sword's inclination along the long street suddenly turned into straw wetted by rain, and the soft decline was unable to dissipate, and the countless dangerous vicious locks, like this one, were familiar in autumn The apple fell to the ground, breaking into mud and spilling countless juices.

The Datang Array Master, hidden in Fang City, was shocked by the vitality and bleed to death on the spot, and the life sword of the more than ten military sword masters was destroyed by the observer.

The subject continued to move forward, looking for Ning Que behind the crowd.

The crowd disturbed for a while, and the flying bricks stopped for a while, and then continued to fall like a rainstorm.

It's just that the practitioner's flying sword can't watch the subject, not to mention the bricks? Master Huang Yang ’s rosary ca n’t trap the subject for a moment, not to mention sewage?

Seeing the Lord moving forward calmly, the people who were standing in front of him were crushed to death like an ant and fluttered.

The brave Tang people continue to pounce on him, and then continue to die.

Snow Street became a blood street, with blood spraying everywhere.

Courage is a respectable word in the world, but in front of the absolute power representing Haotian, it seems so weak and ridiculous, and it is even difficult to describe it as majestic.

Faced with an unconquerable gap, the people in Chang'an City should have felt hopeless like ants looking up at Qingtian, and then gave up.

But it is unimaginable that at this time, the Tang people's faces can see grief, anger, unwillingness, but no despair.

People are not desperate, they are not crying, they do n’t even swear, they just continue fighting in silence, even if it is hopeless, they must fight to the end.

A coolie picks up the pole and hits the viewer, and then dies.

A merchant from a foreign county picked up a dagger to save his life in the mountains and died.

A man who couldn't see any identity pounced on the subject and died.

People smashed with bricks, choppers with choppers, fired bows and arrows with family heirs, and then died.

This is death.

To die is not a very nice word ~ ​​www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It seems a bit stupid.

But man is such a wonderful creature, knowing that there are many things that can't change the ending, but many people still insist on doing it for one reason or another.

People even created a word with similar meaning for this purpose.

Go to death.

The Tang people are dying today.

Have died.

They want to stop the audience.

The towering walls of Chang'an City failed to stop the enemy.

So they built a new city wall with their own flesh and blood ... And, they tried to write it before twelve o'clock. ) RQ

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