Wherever you see, the sky and the earth collapsed, and the endless coldness swept across the body of the flowers, and the coldness was shining from the inside to the outside.

He was stammering all over, his eyes as if the fish on the verge of death were locked in the scene ahead, and his eyes were filled with dark death.

It was like being strangled by a person for seven inches, his breathing was suffocating, and his face was as pale as paper.

His hands and feet were so stiff that they could not move at all. He stood upright like an ice sculpture, and even tears could not flow.

There was a stiff thing stuck in my throat, making me silence and losing my strength.

The Duanmu family closed their eyes heavily, and could no longer relieve the deep sobs in their hearts. Duanmu supported and used his life to exchange Hua Shanyang's life, which was a greater price than Hua Shanyang!

Hua Shanyang's bloody body moved slightly, and Hua Xieying's eyes widened and rushed forward, "Father!"

Hua Shanyang's whole body was not intact, and his heart was seriously damaged. He lay there and could not get up. He still had a trace of breath, and when he opened his mouth, he was filled with black blood.

"Father, it's okay, you'll be fine, your child won't let you have something to do...Doctor Song, save him, save him!"

Hua Xieying dared not touch Hua Shanyang, and she made a call for help with red eyes, looking like a helpless child.

Song Yanlin rushed over, and shook his head when he saw Hua Shanyang's appearance.

He is a miracle doctor, not a god. Hua Shanyang's injuries are too serious, and his whole body is not intact, and his internal injuries are also very serious.

There is no help.

"Save him, please save him. If Doctor Song can save my father, he will follow your leader in this life and be willing to be a cow and a horse!"

What a proud person, but he said such self-deprecating words in front of Song Yanlin.

Song Yanlin shook his head in embarrassment, "Mr. Xiao Hua, it's not that she is not helping her, but that Mr. Hua's injuries have reached their limits, and I can't do anything about it."

"Doctor Song has excellent medical skills, so there is no way out. Doctor Song, please save my father's life."

"A Ying," the weak voice finally came out of Hua Shanyang's mouth.

Song Yanlin hurriedly took out the silver needle and stabbed Hua Shanyang twice, which could temporarily relieve him, but that was it.

I went to see Duanmu, who was not far away, with his eyes open and a relieved smile on his lips.

I don’t know if this is his liberation or success. He killed many court eagles claws with his own strength, and now he has used his own body to kill the court officials.

The people in the Duanmu family are indeed crazy, and they are so crazy that they are scared.

"Father."

The flowers faded and the shadows were red in their eyes, and they held Hua Shanyang's hand tightly.

"Don't take revenge... Duanmu family... No mistake. A Ying, I have thought about this day for a long time, but I didn't expect it to come so quickly... Go back alive, remember your responsibilities, and give it to you all in the family... A Ying, don't let my father down... I must live well, I will watch you in the sky... Don't be sad..."

"Father!"

Hua Shanyang's injury was too serious. It was thanks to Song Yanlin's two needles.

Looking at An Jing's father who closed his eyes, Hua Xieying tightened his hand in panic, and the man burst into tears, "Father..."

The strong wind blew away the blood all over the ground and the souls all over the ground. When the gauze blown out was blown to the ground and then floated up, it was stained with blood. It slowly flew into the sky and disappeared without a trace.

Mu Jinghong slowly moved away the hand that was blocking his eyes. His painful eyes were stimulated by the light, and a lot of tears fell. It took him a long time to see the messy and bloody scene in front of him.

Qin Wei ran away while the Duanmu family members were lying on Duanmu’s support!

"Helping," Duanmu Xiuyuan and the others were trying to save people. Like Hua Shanyang, there was no part of his body intact, and there was no possibility of repairing his heart.

Mu Jinghong slowly stood up, looked at Duanmu's tragic look and closed his eyes hard.

"Uncle Five."

Several children ran over and rushed in front and kept shouting, but Duanmu couldn't speak.

Blood kept flowing out of his mouth, ears and eyes.

"Uncle Fifth, don't die, Uncle Fifth..."

"Helping, your father is on the way to come, you, see him..." Duanmu Xiuyuan held his hand tightly, dragging him to death, "When Zunyue left, your father failed to meet for the last time, you can't be so cruel too."

Both children left in such a tragic way, what a blow to Duanmu Fangkong.

Mu Jinghong tightened his hand, clenched his teeth, and did not dare to watch that scene.

Duanmu smiled and shook his head, twisted his head to the direction of the sun, and his body was warm in the flame-like sunlight, but the light was a bit too dazzling.

A Yue must have endured a flame that night that burned several times more burning than this, leaving in pain in despair...

"Helping!"

Duanmu left in the warm light. He looked very peaceful and did not look painful.

Several children from Duanmu family cried in a mess.

The situation suddenly fell into despair, and the people from Dongqi Kingdom or other dead soldiers from the Northern Tang Dynasty retreated all at once.

In the quiet air, murderous intent was everywhere.

Hua Xieying's eyes were ferocious, and her body was filled with endless waves, and the sword in her hand swept out.

Regardless of whether he would hurt those children, he had already fallen into an explosion of disorientation.

"Bang!"

When he hurt the child and others, several force knocked away the sword in his hand.

Just as Hua Xieying was about to hurt, Chu Qi suddenly appeared and attacked on both sides in front.

Removed the power of both sides and became quiet again.

Chu Qi was also silent when he saw the scene of both sides suffering.

He looked for Mu Jinghong and saw that she was standing there with her eyes closed and her eyes were closed without any injury.

Hua Xieying stiffly returned to Hua Shanyang's side, staring at Hua Shanyang who had closed his eyes blankly, slowly closed his eyes, covering the pain in his eyes.

"Helping."

Duanmu Fangkong looked at his son's death and then called him without any response. His wife and children left him.

"Fang Kong," Duanmu Xiuyuan didn't know how to comfort him. The Duanmu family sacrificed too much, and they were experiencing the pain of losing their loved ones almost every day.

Duanmu Fangkong silently picked up his son, looked at Hua Shanyang and knew what was going on with his son's death.

His eyes flew over Hua Xieying and looked at Chu Qi indifferently, "King Qi, no one of us wants to happen today. My children, hundreds of lives of the Duanmu family, have also lost their lives in the hands of the Northern Tang Dynasty. If you want to pursue it, come."

"There are enough people who died today, Duanmu family please give me some advice."

Duanmu Fangkong nodded to express his gratitude and left with his son and the Duanmu family.

When Duanju Xinglan held his son's hand and walked past Mu Jinghong, Duanmu Lianzhi suddenly looked at Mu Jinghong and stopped.

"Contain it."

Duanmu Lianzhi blinked his clear eyes, followed Duanju Xinglan, walked for more than ten steps and looked back, and said seriously: "Father, she has the breath of Aunt Zunyue."

The child's voice was very small, but it still made many people hear it.

Mu Jinghong looked up and looked at the child's eyes as clear as a sea of ​​stars. Mu Jinghong saw some stars from the child's eyes, which represented the child's extraordinaryness and the hope of the Duanmu family in the future.

The body was wrapped in a warm arms. Mu Jinghong turned around and looked up to see Chu Qi's peerless face.

The peerless face suddenly frowned, "Why is your body so cold?"

Mu Jinghong shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

She turned around to see Hua Xieying. At this time, he stared at the front with empty eyes, as if he had abandoned all his feelings, and they only saw an empty shell.

Chu Qi followed her gaze and looked back at her. He suddenly reached out and pulled Mu Jinghong's face over. He looked at her quietly for a while, his eyes narrowed, and there was a flash of surprise, "Can Ah Hong see it?"

Mu Jinghong looked at him and nodded.

Chu Qi raised his lips, "I knew my Ah Hong would not be abandoned by God. It would be a matter of time before my eyes saw the light again. God finally treated Ah Hong well!"

"If I had seen it earlier, Lord Hua might not have lived..." Mu Jinghong closed his eyes with remorse.

As soon as I saw it, her brother and Hua Shanyang would not die together.

Chu Qi took the person into his arms and frowned, "What stupid things do you say? How can you see clearly at all times if you are not a god?"

But Mu Jinghong shook his head, left his arms, and walked over.

Standing in front of the shadow of flowers and fading, a few steps away.

Hua Xieying knelt in front of Hua Shanyang's body and refused to move or speak. The attack just now was just an action he made subconsciously because he was so sad.

"Sad Little Flowers Day."

Mu Jinghong was also very depressed. His biological brother died in front of him but could not do anything. The helpless feeling made her feel so blocked that she couldn't even vomit, and she was very depressed.

There was no movement when the flowers faded.

"If I had stopped it earlier... Maybe this wouldn't have happened. I would have overestimated myself."

Hua Xieying slowly raised her head, her eyes were no longer bright, and her unruly smile was gone, and she was only sad and heartless, "You saw it, right, so you chased it out."

Mu Jinghong looked at Hua Xieying with blank eyes, his expression darkened, "I saw it, just after you left, but I can't catch up..." She was really useless, and she made a mistake at this time. She turned her head to see where the Duanmu family members had just left, her eyes were a little wet, forcibly suppressing the grief in her heart, and said hoarsely, "If Lord Xiaohua insists on revenge and stays here, the Hua family may have greater trouble in Kyoto City..."

"Are you talking to the Duanmu family? Or do you want to protect them? Mu Jinghong, you are so powerful that you can predict the future. But so what, the future you see still happens, and you are powerless to change it. You have to foresee it, but you still have to watch the tragedy happen. We are powerless to change anything that may happen in the future. What can your ability bring to us? In fact, it is just a matter of increasing our fear." Hua Xieying smiled sadly, disdain and accusing her abilities, and fell heavily on Mu Jinghong's heart, with bursts of pain.
To be continued...