Chapter 63 sixty-three

"Some things are really predestined." Fei Lian sighed lowly. "The so-called true friendship in adversity is even more rare." Bi Rou said, "Major general should cherish it." "Yes. In troubled times and turmoil, life is like the morning dew—you should cherish the people in front of you, so as not to waste your life." Fei Lian smiled slightly, came out with the curtain, and turned around, "Wait a minute, I'll go back and talk to Mingmo, and then come to Yinge I will discuss with you in your master account." His back disappeared into the wind and sand in the Western Wilderness. Under the cold moon, the vast sea was covered with a cold light like metal.

Bi hugged Xiang's head and watched him silently, his figure trembling slightly.Fei Lian's figure was hidden in a room not far away that was lit with warm yellow lights. A beautiful woman's profile came up to him and took off the cloak on his shoulders for him. . The leader of the dark army of the Restoration Army, who has experienced many battles, suddenly felt uncontrollable sorrow. He knelt down in the sand wind, mourning and crying, and hugged the heads of his comrades tightly in his arms—the cold faces of the two women Clinging together, tears and blood mixed and seeped into the yellow sand, quickly disappearing without a trace.

Born in troubled times, fate is like a floating canopy. Dedicating their whole lives to the great cause of national liberation, these female fighters who fought for freedom put on cold and hard armor and masks for lifelong bloody battles. Will they never be able to get the warmth that a woman should have? - No one knows what kind of agreement Feilian reached with the envoys from Kongsang and Haiguo that night.Because those foreigners who visited in the middle of the night left quietly before dawn, and no one else knew about it—after dawn, Major General Fei Lian walked out of his room as usual, and Young Master Yinger was still sharpening his dagger ... Everything in the empty camp is the same as before.

The only difference is that the merman died in the tent and lost his head. However, almost no one cared about her life or death—after all, a mermaid could die anytime and anywhere in the desert of the Western Wilderness, not to mention that she herself had been injured so badly. She died without a sound, as if a drop of water had seeped into the desert and disappeared without a trace. ——It wasn't until the battle over Jinghu broke out that the world understood what kind of terrible agreement the three parties had reached that night.He also understood that the merman female warrior was still fighting desperately until the last moment of her life, giving everything she could, without any compromise or hesitation.

It was a woman with a steel-like will that moved even Po Jun. Her name will forever be passed down in the mouth of the sea nation. ――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――― Seven, tomb robbery On the seventh day of October in the ninety-third year of the Cangliu calendar, the battles in Yunhuang were still frequent, and many forces were entangled and fighting endlessly.The Dragon God led his clansmen to fight in the daytime, while Crown Prince Zhenlan led the Underworld Legion and Zhengtian Legion to deal with them at night—and more often, they had to work together to deal with the man who was manipulating Garuda Luoxiang. The God of Destruction in Nine Heavens.

However, unexpectedly, although the power of the demons increased rapidly in the chaos of war, the broken army fell silent instead. Except for occasionally coming out to fight, Yun Huan hid more and more in Garuda, high above the imperial capital, unwilling to come out to meet his subordinates and soldiers—even Ji Hang, the most valued chief of the Imperial Imperial Army, often did not see him to his side.And his behavior became more and more abnormal, his temper was volatile, his oral orders changed from day to day, and his command of the war was not as clear and orderly as it was at the beginning. Instead, he began to frequently appear aggressive or lazy.

The Cangliu Legion, which was supposed to advance triumphantly and sweep the world, fell into a slight disorder because of this.If it weren't for the underworld army's inability to fight in the daytime, and the mermaid army's limited land combat power, which greatly restrained the opponents from cooperating with each other, the situation in Cangliu would have been extremely unfavorable. No one knows that Po Jun's heart is going on an arduous battle between heaven and man. "Master! Master! It's not me...not me!" The marshal in military uniform woke up from the golden seat, cold sweat dripped from his forehead in his sleep, when he woke up, his right hand was still tightly holding the wrist of his left hand, and a bruise was drawn on the original old burn mark. imprint.With a click, the bone of his left wrist was broken by himself!

"Master!" Jialou Luoli, Xiao's voice was worried and panicked, "Wake up, wake up!" Po Jun woke up on the golden seat, his right hand, You Zi, was tightly clenched on his left wrist, crushing his bones. "Xiao... did the demon come out again by chance?" He asked the first sentence when he opened his eyes. "No." Xiao said softly, "You firmly suppressed your left hand."