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Chapter 1861 Friends Who Say Nothing

“We won’t be friends who can say everything.”

"Whether it is this life or the next."

Chu Yue looked at him and sneered: "Although you and I are both warriors who came out of the vassal states, our great way is different. My way and my path will not change due to the cycle of life, and yours will be the same. If we meet again, you and I will always meet each other."

She was born for murder, killing people who do evil, and perishing unscrupulous people.

Since Li Cangming ignored his life, they have never been a member of the same place.

“Okay.”

Li Cangming sighed and held Xiao.

Xiao Yin, get up again!

But the black-robed soldiers who stopped moving forward, like puppets with empty shells, showed new souls, guiding them forward.

Tens of thousands of black-robed soldiers were divided into three rows, one row of feet stepped on the ground, the back spread out its wings and flew over high altitude, holding a bow in his hands, aiming the arrows at the people on this battlefield.

"It's the Frost Flower Black Flame Bow, specifically targeting ghosts." Bu Hai Judo: "I'm afraid this person is here to be prepared and should not be underestimated."

The black flame bow is made of Frost Flower Poison Ivy as raw material and is sublimated on the original basis.

If the ghost spirit in the frost flower arrow is ulcerated, it will become ulcerated, and the pain will reach a certain level, and it will be broken.

The second row of the Black Robe Army is the armored shield soldiers, using light as a shield to block the enemy's attack.

The third row is the infantry charging forward.

Shen Qingfeng, Yuan Guihai, and Ye Mei are the charge infantrymen of the Black Robe Army.

Chu Yue forced herself to calm down, her eyes swept across Shen Qingfeng, and she keenly felt something wrong with Shen Qingfeng's eyes.

Tuobazhi said, "They were refined by the furnace like me. I heard before that Jiang Kui brought the warriors of the Sanlu to the furnace to refine them into ghost puppets, but I didn't expect that these people would eventually fall into Li Cangming and become the sharpest weapon in Li Cangming's hands. It seems that Li Cangming has long been sure that he has refined the ghost spirits to take action after both us and Xuannv suffered losses and take away the position of Ghost Lord."

At this moment, Li Cangming blew Xiao slowly to the ruins in front of Xuannv Palace, and stopped in snow-white at the blooming lasagna on the other side.

He put down Xiao, squatted and picked the flower on the other side.

War broke out around.

The sword is tense and the wind is shivering.

The shaking city ushered in a new round of blood and cruelty.

But he seemed to be unable to see these, and only the other side of the flower in his eyes.

His action of bent down to pick up flowers was like an ancient scroll.

When Li Cangming picked the flowers on the other side, the blooming flowers quickly withered.

"Master, this..."

The servant followed and saw the listless red shore flower, his heart trembled: "The flowers have withered, but how can I save my wife?"

“It won’t be dry.”

Li Cangming glanced at Chu Yue and said gently: "With her blood nourishment, the other side of the flower will never cry."

"That's good." The entourage breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "That's great, now, the lady is saved."

Li Cangming carefully held the red shore flower, thinking of the dying beloved, after pondering for a while, his eyebrows and eyes burst into a perfect smile.

"Soldiers from Zhongzhou, kill me!"

Chu Yue had no choice but to retreat, picked up the National Protection Sword and rushed into the battlefield, and cut more than a dozen people in half.

Tuobazhi sat cross-legged and became a single person for a lifetime, playing the invisible piano quickly.

Because of excessive overdrawing, a large amount of blood kept gushing out of his mouth.

But even so, her piano sounds stopped.

Bu Hairou looked solemn and serious, then waved her sleeves, took a step back, flipped the book, and communicated with the natural wind with the unscrupulous and kind-hearted way, using this to heal the wounds of the soldiers.

But every time she heals a person, her skin will be scattered a little inch.

Everyone lost too much in the battle with Xuannv, which was really not enough to support the second battle.

"Xiao Rou..."

Si Lieyang was covered in wounds and looked at Bu Hairou with tears in his eyes, trying to stop Bu Hairou's almost self-harm.

Bu Hairou looked at his eyes firmly and said calmly: "The righteousness of family and country is more important than my Bu Hairou."

Si Lieyang stopped and was sobbing that he couldn't speak.

Finally, he pulled out his weapons and rushed into the battlefield and his eyes were red.

Even though Zhao Wushuang and Xiao Li were at the end of their journey, they also burst out with a huge momentum.

Chu Yue was besieged by thousands of black-robed soldiers in the central circle of the battlefield.

She was exhausted and almost couldn't hold on anymore, and her hands holding the knife were trembling.

Chu Yue raised her hand and slashed out with all her strength.

The blade killed twenty ghosts, but the National Protection Sword also escaped from his hands.

"Puff!"

The original energy became more and more fierce, and Chu Yue couldn't stop it, and it spewed out a dripping blood mist.

Behind her, a ghost's blade was slashed.

At this moment, a figure rushed over.

Shen Qingfeng's shoulder blade was unfolded by the blade, and blood gushed out. He fell to the ground weakly, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Shen Qingfeng!!"

Chu Yue looked back and was suddenly stunned. Seeing the blade stuck in half of Shen Qingfeng's body, she shouted hysterically.

Shen Qingfeng's hands were covered with sticky blood, and he took out a wooden box from his clothes and handed it to Chu Yue.

Chu Yue squatted down and quickly took the blood-stained wooden box, her eyes turning red.

Shen Qingfeng spitted blood while saying, "On the shore of the Demon Realm, Qingqiu Secret Room... Xue... Xuecheng... Save... Save him..."

"Xiao Chu..."

“Yes…I’m sorry…”

“…I…I’m not a…good brother…”

Shen Qingfeng's body spasms, his face twitched, and a lot of blood soaked his clothes. He wanted to give Chu Yue a reassuring smile, but in the end it was even more ugly than crying.

At this time, thousands of ghosts took advantage of the opportunity and attacked them in an instant.

"ah!"

Chu Yue raised her head in grief, her hair flew up, and three thousand black hairs were flying, and the ghost fire burst out suddenly, just like a tenacious storm quickly knocking away these ghost spirits.

"Shen Qingfeng, you have to give it to Xue Cheng's things yourself."

"I will never bring it to you, absolutely not. You have to go back alive and give it to him!"

Chu Yue shouted angrily, the ghost fire in his hand became a bright black bow, and his feet flew into the air on the ground. When he turned around, he drew a beautiful and neat arc and shot hundreds of arrows in succession.

Every arrow consumes her essence and physical energy.

The original energy is still colliding.

boom!

The archers of the black-robed army aimed at Chu Yue.

Li Cangming stood in the ruins, hid the other side of the flower and said lightly: "It's over."

After saying that, the sound of the sound of the cold rose.

Countless archers' arrows aimed at Chu Yue.

The moment it shot out, at the end of the horizon, the storm suddenly broke out,

"roar!"

The sound of the tiger roaring shocked the world.
Chapter completed!
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