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770. Chapter 770 A showdown to the death 3

He held up and stood up stumbled, with his heroic eyes, looking at the war-torn wolf smoke outside, looking at the eyes of death.

"I have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and I have already put my life and death aside. Why don't you live happily? Why don't you fear death? A person will die in one's own life. I will die on the battlefield even if I die. It's not a waste of my reputation for life."

Seeing the man so resolutely and seeing the burning aura in his eyes, Li Xuanyi seemed to have understood something, and he knelt on his knees respectfully. "General, wait for you to return triumphantly."

This person belongs to the battlefield.

"Hahaha...yes! I want to have a few pots with you." Yun Yonglang smiled.

"I will prepare the best nectar for you at that time, and we will not return until we are drunk." Li Xuanyi laughed loudly, laughing so loudly that tears almost burst out and rolled in his eyes.

"Yun Yong, come out, don't be a battlefield deserter, this is not like you. Come out - come out and fight me to the death..."

There was a female voice screaming in the wind.

"Some grudges should be resolved." Yun Yong closed his eyes, covered his bloody chest with his hands, and looked at Li Xuanyi with his expression, with a harsh look that he had never seen before. "You are waiting here, don't come out, remember not to come out."

Li Xuanyi nodded aloud. Yun Yong's fighting spirit now made him unable to compare with Yun Yong before.

Yun Yong touched his arms with his other hand, hoping that the things Li Yunqing gave him could really help.

Li Xuanyi watched Yun Yong leave, holding his hands tightly. He gritted his teeth and refused to let himself shout.

Why……

Why is he so powerless? He watched the second prince die, and now he is going to witness Yun Yong penetrate deep into the enemy camp.

What exactly should he do...Sister San, where are you!

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The snow was clamoring under the snow peak, but the surroundings seemed to be silent!

Chongzi looked at the seriously injured person in front of her. Her chest was sizzling with blood, falling on the snow, as gorgeous as mandala flowers.

"I will kill you today. If I don't kill you, what kind of face will I face my ancestors?" She looked at Yun Yongshi with a look of wishing she could peel off her flesh. She didn't know why she was so angry, because she was deceived by Yun Yong, or because she unconsciously guided them up the mountain because of her amnesia.

Asked himself, Chongzi was also confused, maybe he could know the answer by killing Yun Yong.

Yun Yong looked at the once gentle person, with no big expression on his face. His eyes as dark as the night stared at Chong Zi, and said slowly: "I will never sleep with you for a long night. I will never forget you for years. I just want to know the meaning of this poem."

It was a poem that Chongzi once wrote to Yun Yong. He remembered it, and she also remembered it very clearly, but no matter what, they were enemies, and this could not be changed, but Yun Yong found that he could not make up his mind. This was a very strange feeling.

Chong Zi's face paused, her hands holding both swords trembled, and her heart became ruthless, "What are you doing with so much nonsense? I won't be confused by you."

Yes, as long as you kill Yun Yong, you can understand why her heart is so restless.

Chongzi raised his swords, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent that could not be ignored.

Yun Yong smiled bitterly and wanted to win this battle even if he died!

Just as Chong Zi was about to rush over, he took out a golden arrow that Li Yunqing had given him from his arms, and the arrow contained a large amount of spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!
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