Meng 49 sword

Chapter 236 1 Fields

Yihe followed Yaoguang and killed them all the way.She found that although she was a bystander, Yao Guang and Hei Yujun couldn't see her, but she could kill monsters.

The reality of the sword tip piercing into flesh and blood inspired her fighting spirit, making her charge through the herd of beasts as if tirelessly, completely forgetting that she was just an ordinary person with nothing but force.

The thrill of mastering power is unparalleled.

This is the No.30 seven fights she experienced, and the sticky blood almost covered most of her body.She gasped for breath, feeling a little tired, but more cheerful.

So she raised her sword and continued to charge forward.She saw that Yao Guang had already reached the front, and his back was like wind and lightning, like a god of war, as if he would never fall down.

After an unknown amount of time, Yihe won a fight.

At this time, her panting sound was a little heavy, and her body was covered with paint. Sweat and blood mixed together and flowed into her mouth, giving off a very strange smell.

She looked up, and the enemies in front of her were still everywhere.Countless corpses were piled up on a flat ground, like a high mountain being erected, and the familiar bronze bell was about to be transported to the top of the mountain.

"Quick! Quick!"

"kill--"

Yihe rushed forward again, mixed with the Black Feather Army's team and killed seven in and seven out.Suddenly, the two monks who were carrying the big clock up the mountain were hit by the beast king's breath, staggered, and rolled down the mountain with the bell.

"what!"

"Hurry up and help!"

Amidst the exclamation, Yi He rushed forward without even thinking about it, and used his arms to hold back one of the monks.

"Bang!" The big bell hit the monk hard, and the monk hit Yihe again, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.However, at this moment, several hands pressed against Yihe's back from behind, preventing her from being crushed.

At the same time, countless people rushed to stand against the big clock, using their flesh and blood to push the gears of fate.

"Keep going! Up! Up!"

Amidst the inspiring shouts, Yihe exerted all his strength, and the veins on his forehead and neck bulged.However, in an instant, the pressure on her body was relieved, and looking back, she was already standing on a new battlefield.

The monsters attacked from the bottom of the city like a tide, and the archers stood all over the city wall, holding their breath and drawing their bowstrings.

"put!!!"

The dense rain of arrows streaked across the top of Yihe's head, she reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and swung her sword at the enemy without hesitation.

The fighting was going on all the time, and at the end, Yihe couldn't remember how long the time had passed, and how many fights she had experienced.She just repeated the movement of swinging the sword continuously, as long as an enemy appeared in front of her eyes, she would not admit defeat.

But endless fatigue emerged from her limbs, like countless pairs of cold hands, dragging her, desperately dragging her down to the ground.The wounds on her body were also bleeding continuously. It was obvious that a lot of blood had flowed out, and the blood on her body was almost drained, but those wounds still had no tendency to heal.

Every time she swung her sword, she seemed to be fighting for her life with the sky.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Yihe held up his long sword, shouted out all the unwillingness, reluctance, and desire for victory in his heart, and rushed out again.

This is the No. 80 fight between her and the sword.

Fall down and get up again.

Cut off the enemy's sword piercing the body, reach out to grab the opponent's throat, and smash his head.

Yihe's movements gradually became more and more ruthless, and there was a sense of bravery and unyielding determination in her body, which supported her to get up again and again.

She kills from dusk to sunset, and from sunset to dusk; from winter to summer, and then from summer to winter.The cycle of time, the change of seasons, the bite of monsters and every sword stabbing her body, are constantly tempering her.If you can survive, you will live, if you can't survive, you will die.

But this process was too painful. Yihe could feel that every inch of the muscles on her body were being torn apart. She couldn't stop or rest, her legs were shaking uncontrollably, and the excessive blood made her palms It became slippery and I could barely hold the sword in my hand.

She was panting heavily, her eyes were black and white for a while, and every roar from the monsters was the destruction of her soul.

No, no, no, can't fall down.

Yihe shook his head, forced himself to stay awake, then tore off a strip of cloth from his close-fitting underwear with trembling hands, and tied the hilt of the sword firmly to his palm to prevent it from falling off.

When he raised his head again, only a pair of eyes still shone with determination on that exhausted face.

She has fought to this point, there is absolutely no reason to give up, and she has no way out.

Either enter or die!

She took a deep breath, saw two monsters circled out from behind the dirt bag in front of her, and rushed up staggeringly.She seemed to be indifferent, but her mind was still clear.

Calm down, Yihe, with your current strength, you can't defeat them.You need to think otherwise, you need resourcefulness.

Yi He, whose thoughts were racing, suddenly tripped over a stone on the ground, and fell to the ground unconscious.

The two monsters ran over howling, but they showed a trace of doubt when they approached.Their barren brains are not enough to analyze the current situation for them, but judging from their past experience - this person seems to be dead.

Their speed couldn't help but slow down, they lowered their heads and sniffed at Yihe's body, trying to judge whether she was a good meal.

The meat of monks is the best, it is the best delicacy.

However, just when one of the monster beasts opened its bloody mouth, and was about to take a mouthful of this inferior meat reluctantly, this piece of "meat" suddenly opened its eyes, and without blinking, it stabbed the long sword in its mouth.Flip your wrists and churn your brains.

Before it could make a cry, it became a corpse.And Yihe quickly drew out his sword, and when the second monster had just reacted, he made a decisive move.

The two monsters were instantly beheaded.

Panting for breath, Yihe climbed up from the ground, slowly figured out a way to survive in this fighting field, and continued to walk forward with a limp—the monster just fought back when it was dying and bit her leg .

In this way, Yihe began to consciously avoid risks by relying on his own strategy, and survived several more fights.She even had the mood to think that if Meng Qiqi was here, she must have been slacking off from the first scene.

But when it came to No.90, there was no way for Yihe to escape, because she appeared directly in the center of the battlefield.All the conspiracies and schemes are useless, the reality seems to be mocking Yihe, you cannot escape the fate of death after all.

She swung her sword passively, like an insignificant pebble thrown into the vast ocean, and could only drift with the current.

"You can not."

A voice suddenly appeared in her heart, announcing her failure indifferently.

"You can not."

Another sound, ridiculing her past efforts with sarcasm.

"You can not."

"You can not."

Yihe's body was knocked upside down, and his heart was almost shattered.A monster opened its mouth and bit her leg, dragged her and threw her out, hitting the raised stone with a bang.

Her body was convulsed, she spat out blood, her face was covered with tears and snot, and her eyes were full of resentment.She suddenly smiled and taunted back, and then yelled madly: "No one in this world can crush me! No! You all laugh at me and scold me, because you are too stupid!"

In Shenjing in the old days, anyone could scold the concubine's daughter behind her back for being like her mother.

"No one can break me..." Yi He muttered, struggling to get up from the ground, and moved forward angrily.Even with the last drop of blood, she will die standing up.

Yihe, fell to No.90 in nine fights.

On the other side, an uninvited guest broke into the guest room of the Lion Tower.

Gui Luoluo rushed into the house like the wind, his expression extremely ugly.He first glanced at the honeysuckle next to the bed, and then quickly walked towards Yihe, but when he was about to touch her, he was bounced away by a palpitating force.

And at this moment, Princess Yihe, who was meditating, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and her face was as white as paper in an instant.

Gui Luoluo's face became even uglier, and he reached out again to try to wake her up, but was blocked by that force again.The nameless sword placed on Yihe's lap hummed, it suddenly stood up, hanging between Yihe and Gui Luoluo, the threat was obvious.

"What the hell is going on?!" Gui Luoluo turned his head to look at Liandong angrily, he just walked away for a while, why did Yihe become like this?

Liandong drank tea calmly, said: "There is no turning back when you open the bow, this is the path she chose."

Gui Luoluo: "But this is the Wuming Sword, she will be tortured to death by the Wuming Sword's sword intent!"

"What does that have to do with you? Who are you to her?" Liandong asked back.

Gui Luoluo froze, opened his mouth, but felt his throat was dry and unable to speak.

Who is he from Yihe?Partner?Guest of honor?

What is he... what?

Gui Luoluo suddenly clenched his fists, feeling absurd because of his confusion at this moment.He calmed down slowly, deliberately not letting himself think about the reason why he rushed here in a hurry, fixed his eyes on Lian Dong, and said: "If she dies, the fairy will be buried with her, how about it? Anyway, you can come back to life, how about it?" It doesn't matter how many times you die."

Liandong looked at him and said: "Don't you know the real reason for bringing the dead back to life? You know, right, that's why you can achieve such a half-baked effect."

"So what?" Gui Luoluo sneered.

"No, you are very powerful." Lonicera said.

Gui Luoluo choked.

But Liandong finally showed a trace of curiosity, and asked: "There is only one thing I can't figure out. To you, what is the most important thing?"

In Gui Luoluo's mind, the figure of Princess Yihe flashed subconsciously, but then he suppressed this figure, looked at Liandong indifferently, and said: "What does this have to do with you."

Seeing him like this, Liandong dissipated the faint curiosity in her heart, and stopped asking any more questions.

The atmosphere was stiff, the two waited for a long time, but Yihe still didn't show any signs of waking up.And every time Gui Luoluo wanted to approach, he would be warned by Wumingjian.

He could only hold back and continue to wait, but as he waited, the more anxious he became.The Yuanli on his body started to riot, wishing to destroy the Lion House with one punch.

And at this moment, Yihe is dreaming.

She dreamed that she was back when she was a child, wearing a pink palace dress and walking quickly through the imperial garden, holding in her hand the little riding whip that her father had recently bestowed upon her.At that time, she was carefree and pampered, but she didn't know what her ambition was.

But when the picture changed, she was standing in the cold palace again.Seeing the woman hanged on the beam of the house, listening to the countless criticisms in his ears, he covered his ears in horror.

"This is that bitch's child..."

"Her mother is dead, what is she still doing alive?"

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

The ear-piercing voice almost pierced Yihe's eardrums, she couldn't help shouting angrily: "Shut up!"

The voice mixed with hatred and majesty knocked those voices away, and then her eyes flashed, and she found that she had come to Yulin Terrace in Chunri again.Among a large group of young students and generals, she saw the handsome scholar at a glance.

His cheeks were flushed from drinking, and he seemed to be incapable of drinking, and he looked good when he smiled.His father said that his surname was Luo, and he was a very outstanding, bold and unique young man.

Yihe looked at him from a distance, and the hostility in his heart suddenly and miraculously began to fade away.She found that she almost forgot what Gui Luoluo was like before, and he changed before he knew it, he looked younger, acted more perversely and cruelly, and then became more and more strange.

But he still had such a good time.

His cheeks were flushed, and the way he smiled was really beautiful.

Yihe couldn't help but walked towards him, full of joy and wanted to touch such beauty.However, just after she took a few steps, Gui Luoluo disappeared again. Her father and brother surrounded her, and the indifference and disdain on their faces instantly tore apart the beauty in her heart.

"It's just a girl, don't worry about it."

"Yihe, you should know some etiquette."

"Do you know how to write the four characters of propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame?"

"It shouldn't be yours, so don't touch it, you know? Otherwise, the emperor will order you to be given to a fat old man someday. What do you want? Do you still want to resist?"

"It's a big joke!"

"Her? She can't do it hahahahaha..."

"She can't."

"She can't."

"It's just a female class, how much trouble can it cause?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

The insolent laughter made Yihe frown, she was already very tired, her body was full of injuries, the pain was so painful.But this man is still laughing, not only obstructing her from going to Gui Luoluo, but also laughing so ugly, what he said is still so stupid.

Why would such a person step on her to sit in that position?

Why?

Why? !

Just because I'm a woman? !

The hatred and unwillingness that had been pent up in Yi He's heart for many years finally broke out, she suddenly drew out her sword, and pierced the man's throat with one sword, the piercing laughter stopped abruptly.

But she didn't stop, she continued to kill.

Since she is not allowed to sleep peacefully, then she should kill her and return to the world!

For the hundredth fight, Yihe opened his eyes again.

She struggled to get up from the pile of corpses, looked at the familiar chaotic scenes around her, and suddenly laughed out loud.She's back again, God won't accept her, she's back again!

And at this moment, a black figure hit the ground like a streamer.That was Yao Guang, holding the Wuming Sword in his hand, he leaped down from the air, and split the Beast King completely with just one sword strike!

"Roar——" the beast king let out a desperate wail before dying, blood splashing like ink.And this earth-shattering blow blew countless strong winds, wrapped in sand, gravel and dust, and continued to strangle the surrounding monsters.

Yihe was shocked by this, but he had to raise his hand to resist.And when she looked towards the center of the strong wind again, she saw a black long sword hanging above the beast king's corpse, emitting a sharp cold light under the dazzling sunlight.

Nameless Sword!