My long stream is you

Chapter 360 The Vine Covenant (61)

This time, the families who came here were basically families who wanted to win Qinghuang, and few high-ranking people were kind-hearted.

Even if he is a genius in his own family, he will still kill him if he betrays him, and he will even take his own life in order to stabilize the morale of the army.

War is always cruel.

The edge of the sky, which was originally beautiful and unreal, has been occupied by killing and blood.

Bai Qingyu wanted to protect her, but she still couldn't protect everyone.

The people around him fell down one after another, and the scene was tragic.

Mo Xi held on to the vines, barely holding himself up from falling.

Even though the front was completely blocked, the painful picture was still printed in the eyes through the white pupils.

She wanted to do something, but was too powerless to do anything.

She is not afraid of blood and blood, but the sadness and sadness behind it are like raging waves about to shoot her into the sea, and then she is crushed by pressure after wave.

But why is this so.

She has strength and heart.

Why should she be affected like this, like a trash.

The rhythm of life intertwined with countless colors is reflected in the white.

Souls floated in the air one by one, as if waiting for the people below to come up.

Like the riverside of reincarnation.
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The scene is changing.

Heart flutters.

There is a kind of beauty, like the afterglow of the setting sun, brilliant and dazzling.

When it is intertwined with white, the contrast will suddenly be profound, which is unprecedentedly vivid.

Mo Xi has never seen such a strong contrast.

Across the vines blocking the view, there is the battlefield over there, and the family palace here.

There are completely different pictures on both sides, but in Mo Xi's mind, there is another scene.

She suddenly became quiet and her tears stopped.

Kneeling slowly on the ground, his eyes were a little dazed, and then he let go and looked at an unknown place.

In the screen, there are flames dancing.

The woman was dressed in dark men's clothing, and the smile on her mouth was so cold.

Someone was screaming, but was trapped within the high wall, like a caged animal.

She kept on stepping and seemed to enjoy their yelling.

There were all kinds of voices around, but suddenly because of her movement.

Those people seemed to be frightened by her, and all their swearing words disappeared and turned into begging for mercy.

But the woman had had enough of playing, and she used a sharp knife to kill the reapers one after another.

The Gao family, the De family, the Wu family, the Hua family...

Faces flashed through my mind, men, women, young and old, the only constant was their despair and crying.

The screen jumps quickly, and the pattern of the woman's murder is not repeated at all.

But equally, she thoroughly enjoyed the process.

Those voices were the root cause of Mo Xi's discomfort, but she liked to hear them.

At the end, the screen disappeared, and Mo Xi was blank for a long time, with confusion in his eyes.

Gradually, the screen switched to the screen outside the vines.

Mo Xi seemed to see a flash of blood in front of his eyes.

The hand she was about to stand up froze, then she slowly stood up while pressing her knee joints, watching the vines slowly return to the ground, and she had a panoramic view of the tragic battlefield.

The man who loved her was still as tall and straight as a pine tree.

Standing there is like a mountain that no one can overcome.

She was stunned, her eyes a little blurry.

The voice next to my ear gradually disappeared at some point.

She lifted her feet and stepped forward.

The audience fell silent, no one moved, just watched her quietly, walked to the center of the battlefield alone, and walked to the man who was as powerful as a god.

In fact, they couldn't move, everyone was restrained by the vines, except for those who were already on the ground, the rest, no matter who they were, were all restrained by the vines.

"Ah Ching."

She spoke softly.

The tall and handsome figure moved, but did not turn around.

(End of this chapter)