Empress Fu Yao [Volume 2] (Completed)✔

Everywhere

Under the gate of the city, the blood is stained in the yellow sand, and the shadows of the twilight stand alone, and the swords are dazzling, across the snow neck.

The two armies were silent and indifferently waiting for the death of a woman who was forced to enter the road.

Meng Fu shake slowly closed his eyes.

The farewell has already bid farewell, can not say goodbye, only to stay in the heart.

I never thought that my life in this world would be at the age of eighteen, when my wish was not completed. However, when the matter came to an end, Meng Fu's mood suddenly became quiet, such as a quiet water, and the source of death.

So be it.

With one hand, the sword is across.

"Hey!"

"Meng Fu shake! You dare to die!"

A red object screamed with a stinking wind and slammed into the tip of Meng Fu's knife.

That thing seems to be very soft, but the fierce momentum is not enough. However, Meng Fu Sha, who has already been weak, has no external force. The sharp edge of the knife is knocked open, and the sharp and sharp air still draws a blood on the neck. The line, the blood slowly pulled out.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and looked weakly at the tip of the knife. He was wearing a soft, soft-eyed ear. Just now someone threw it over and saved her life.

"Mom...the real dog blood...you can't play something new..." Meng Fu shook his body and snorted, "Which is the confession that prevents me from giving up my life?"

"You only get rid of the money!"

The black and red hurricane rolled over, and when the hand stretched out, it took the knife in the hands of Meng Fu, and then fished her on the horse, and went to the saddle.

"Woman, I don't look at you for a moment, you have a problem!"

Meng Fu shakes his cough and coughs. He is not in the mood to fight against the North Field, and muttered. "Are you alone?... Escape, don't die for me..."

"Why don't you see who is in front of you?" Northfield is dissatisfied. "Is those three-way guards comparable?" He tore off his sleeve and wrapped Meng's neck around and looked at her. Full of injuries, frowning and frowning, I feel that my clothes are not enough to be bandaged, but I can't help but get angry.

Huoran turned his head, black as night, and the temperament was like a fierce fire. The singer of the scorpion screamed, "Black wind ride, give me all the kills, can smash and do not shoot flat, can shoot flat, don't just poke a hole!"

"Black wind ride?" Meng Fu stunned and couldn't help but laugh. "You don't want to swear, you can't scream like this. It seems to be your sturdy strength. But this is in the Promise, not you. Scorpio..."

When the voice is not lost, you can hear the sound of the horseshoes. It is fast, neat, powerful, and hard. It seems that you can hear the murderousness and the mighty military power from the hoof.

Meng Fu shook his head and thought that he was faint. He saw a black wave, and the magic suddenly appeared on a high **** on the west side of the city. When the ancestors had a long knife, the black smoke in the sky was black and black. Jianqi, immediately like the Kuroshio generally rumbling to vent, and instantly rushed into the enemy line without a return, these people lifted the horse, galloping back and forth, throwing arrows like flying rain, killing people like cutting vegetables, there is a kind of scorpion If there is no special temperament next to the world, it will be very good at Beiye at first glance.