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The blood flowed down the vines, dripped onto the ground, and splashed blood.

Dongying covered his chest and slowly turned around, his eyes full of disbelief and anger.

He didn't expect that the thorns were so insidious that they could attack not only the soul but also the body.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Yue Zi in the distance, his heart filled with disappointment.

Yue Zi’s face was as pale as paper, her lips trembled, she wanted to say something but didn’t know how to start.

Her eyes were full of guilt and self-blame, as if everything was her fault.

Dongying took a deep breath, endured the pain, and walked towards Yuezi step by step.

Every step he took was accompanied by a violent cough, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Yue Zi couldn't help but burst into tears. She stretched out her hand and tried to grab Dong Ying, but she didn't dare to get close.

At this moment, Dongying finally walked in front of Yue Zi.

He stared into Yue Zi's eyes, his voice low and hoarse: "Why..."

Yue Zi bit her lip, lowered her head, and did not dare to look Dong Ying in the eye.

She knew that she couldn't explain it all clearly and could only silently endure Dongying's questioning.

Dongying sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

His consciousness gradually blurred and his body became extremely heavy.

He knew that he could no longer hold on.

At the last moment, he used up all his strength and said to Yue Zi: "If there is an afterlife, I hope I won't meet you again..."

After saying this, his body slowly fell down and fell into a pool of blood.

Yue Zi stared blankly at Dong Ying's body, her mind going blank.

She didn't know how to face what was happening in front of her, nor did she know what the future would be like.

At this moment, she felt unprecedentedly lonely and helpless.

Just like that, Dongying slowly fell forward, and his body hit the ground heavily with a dull sound.

Fortunately, however, his head did not hit the thorns next to him directly, but just avoided them.

But unfortunately, his chest, arms, legs and knees were pierced by sharp thorns, and blood gushed out from the wounds, staining the surrounding land red.

At this moment, Dongying was lying in the bushes in a humiliating kneeling posture, his body covered with scars. Xuanxing, who was standing above, saw this scene and couldn't help feeling proud.

He laughed wildly, his face full of mockery and contempt.

It was as if he saw the dawn of his own victory, and Dong Ying in front of him became the poor loser under his feet.

At this moment, in the pitch-dark environment, a familiar voice suddenly came, and the voice said with some determination: "Don't give up!"

Soon after, Dong Ying also came to this familiar darkness. He looked at the familiar figure half-sitting and half-lying in front of him, and immediately turned into a crying child, crying to the figure: "Brother... Brother... They are all bullying me..."

At this time, Shang Ying showed a smile and whispered, "Don't give up..." Then, he slowly stood up, stretched his body, his eyes flashed with cold light, and white light emerged, and he walked step by step to Dong Ying's side.

Then, Shang Ying gently patted Dong Ying on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Don't give up..."

At this moment, Dongying suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of determination.

Afterwards, Shang Ying told Dong Ying: "This time, we will make the same mistake as last time, exposing all of their ugly faces and making them look bad."

Afterwards, Dongying and Shangying put their hands together and clapped again. After the last two crisp sounds, my originally black space was no longer like before, with only a trace of white light. Instead, the entire space was suddenly filled with white. At this time, Shangying no longer felt uncomfortable as before, but felt more accepting.

At this time, blood kept flowing from the corner of Dongying's mouth, but he miraculously stood up again, holding the rotten wooden stick in his hand and kept walking out.

Dongying was seen holding a wooden stick, then turned his head and walked forward with an evil smile on his face, seeing that the time was up, Yuehua directly took action to break Xuanxing's domain, and then Dongying walked towards the gate with his whole body in tatters under the gaze of everyone.

Dongying showed an evil smile, as if responding to Xuanxing above, and said with the corner of his mouth.

"Even God can't kill me, so why should you!"

Afterwards, Dongying slowly picked up his blood-stained stick, and then slowly walked towards the bloody gate. At this moment, his figure was so lonely and he seemed so abandoned by his friends and relatives.

Yue Zi always wanted to go over and comfort him, but she didn't know how. She just stretched out her hand towards him and then silently put it down. Even she herself became a chess piece in this game.

At this time, Xuan Yi on the city wall did not expect that this guy would actually do it... Forget it, let's just leave it at that for now! So Xuan Yi disappeared on the city wall.

Xuan Yi returned to the Demon Emperor's tent and suddenly became furious and said, "How dare they do this? They actually dared to retreat in the face of battle. Aren't they afraid of the Demon Emperor?"

"Now, people from the Heavenly Palace and Chang'an Xianzong are rushing towards us, father, let's retreat quickly!"

"If we don't retreat now, we'll be doomed if we're surrounded on three sides."

At this time Xuan Xing also issued an order to retreat all the way south and return to the base camp for further discussion.

At this time, the defenders in the imperial city looked at the demon army outside the city, which was retreating southward, and shouted, "We have won, we have won." The entire imperial city suddenly became lively, firecrackers were set off on the entire street, and the entire imperial city was brightly lit. For three days and three nights, all the merchants entertained the generals guarding the imperial city for free.

At this time, a grand banquet was held in the palace.

In the palace garden, a lively and cheerful girl was running happily, her face filled with a bright smile, like a flower blooming in spring. She was Yue Zi, but she had changed her clothes and tidied up her figure.

Her facial features are now delicate and lively, her eyes are bright as stars, sparkling with curiosity and vitality, and her long eyelashes are slightly curled, adding a bit of playfulness to her eyes.

She has a straight nose, rosy and elastic lips, and when she smiles, her white and neat teeth shine like pearls.

Her clothes were gorgeous and unique. She was wearing a pink silk long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind, making her look like a dancing fairy.

The skirt is embroidered with exquisite floral patterns, and the delicate needlework outlines the contours of the petals, as if you can smell the fragrance of the flowers.

She had a golden belt around her waist, which was inlaid with gems and sparkled brightly. Yue Zi wore a golden crown on her head, which was inlaid with pearls and gems, highlighting her noble status.

Her hair cascaded down her back, her black strands glistening with luster, and she had a pink flower in her hair that matched her dress and only enhanced her beauty and liveliness.

Yue Zi slipped out of the banquet and went to the city wall to look for Dong Ying.

At this time, the captain saw some movement here and thought that a spy had arrived. When he saw that it was the princess, he replied in fear: "Greetings, Princess."

At this time, Yue Zi asked him: "Where is the Dong Ying here from?"

The captain did not dare to lie and said, "We do have a man named Dong Ying under our command. He is said to be from a small village in Jiuzhou. If he did not die in this battle, he would probably go home!"

Yue Zi said in a disappointed tone: "What? You won't even see me."

At this time, in Huazhen, Dongying thought that he could finally leave these troubled places and reunite with his parents and honor them well.