By decree and pro

As the blood-red setting sun fell to the west, Dayan's chariots and horses set off amidst the billowing wind and sand.

Usman stood behind the city wall, looking sadly at the winding dragon-like convoy. They walked quickly without any hesitation.And the Dayan style caravan in the middle of the queue is Yan's chariot.

"Yanyan..." Usman stretched out his hand, as if stroking Yan's back, and tears fell from his eyes, "Don't go..."

Since he had a "big fight" with Yan last night and broke up unhappy, Usman sat behind the case as if he had lost his soul, feeling nothing but heartbreak.

Originally, he wanted to perform the trick more thoroughly, such as going to the queen's hall to return the marriage certificate to Yan, but he really couldn't do it, he was in pain all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"Yanyan, I love you, I really love you..." He couldn't face Yan anymore, as long as he saw him, the true emotion in his heart would be vented.

Just like last night, every time he said a cruel and heartless word to Yan, he would deny it fiercely in his heart: "No! Yanyan, that's not the case... I want to be with you! Let's grow old together, okay... "

Usman was tormented by such contradictory pain over and over again. He couldn't stand himself lying to Yan, let alone Yan misunderstood his intentions. I can't play anymore!He wants to confess the truth to Yan, and wants to explain everything clearly!

But this truth is another kind of harm to Yan.

Usman swallowed his words, he would rather Yan remember and hate himself for the rest of his life than let Yan and Yu'er stay.

This is his last bit of selfishness.

Yan is not from Xiliang, so there is no need for him to be buried with Xiliang.

"Flame..."

The billowing sand was like a yellow veil covering Yan's chariot, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

Usman stared at it obsessively until night fell and the sky was full of stars.

"Usman, don't look at it..." Danerman sighed deeply, "When Yan returns to Dayan, he will have a good life. I heard that Emperor Dayan loves him very much, and he will not treat him badly." And Yuer's."

Hearing this, Usman lowered his eyes, then turned around slowly, and looked at the starry sky in the corner. The six stars of the Crow Constellation were as bright as silver stones. Although the seventh star has not yet appeared, it probably won't take long.

Feralas has been fighting on the front line. He brought the changes of the seven volcanoes in Chigu back to Danyang through the eagle message. Those letters used "unbelievable" and "full of power" more than once.

This reminded Usman that he must not take it lightly in the face of the catastrophe in Xiliang.

"Your Majesty, so you are here!" Ilya shouted out of breath. He searched for many places, and finally found Usman on the corner of this very inconspicuous city wall. He turned his head and went down the stone ladder. Shout, "General, Your Majesty is here."

Jinayali and the chief manager, Yalta, successively climbed up the steep stone stairs.

"Your Majesty, Wan An." The three of them bowed together and saluted with sad expressions, especially when they saw the tear stains on Your Majesty's face.

Ilya really wanted to ask Your Majesty, since you were so reluctant, why did you want to hurt the Queen's heart and drive him away, but Ilya didn't dare to speak. Your Majesty looked as cold as an iceberg, and the cold was very horrifying.

"You guys came at the right time. This king's decree is passed on. The whole Xiliang needs to stand ready and prepare for the 'Red Flame'..." Usman's face sank like water, and his tone was firm, "Xiliang will never perish, and this king will not." allow!"

"What?!" Ilya was so shocked that his face turned pale, "The red flames—is that true?!"

The history books of Xiliang have exactly recorded that the "fire of red flames" destroyed the sky and destroyed the earth, causing people to die. It can be said that everyone in Xiliang knows about it.It's just that it happened thousands of years ago, and it has long been a myth and legend, and few people believe it.

Ilya had never taken it seriously, but Yalta had known the inside story early on, and now she is accepting her orders with awe.

Jinayali's terrified face was similar to that of Ilya. She stared, she had too many questions to ask, and she was so flustered that she didn't know where to start.

"Jinayali, on behalf of the king, you will send an order to the ministers to discuss how to resist natural disasters in the morning, afternoon and evening from tomorrow. Also, no one is allowed to disclose to the queen that Xiliang is about to encounter the red flames." After Usman finished speaking, he glanced at Ilya with ulterior motives.

Ilya was thinking that Yan must not know about this, so he had to inform him immediately, but when he was looked at so coldly by the king, he immediately bowed his head in guilt.

"...the last general's decree." Jinayali gathered herself together and hurriedly walked down.

"Your Majesty..." Ilya couldn't help asking, "Did you force the queen to leave because Xiliang was about to encounter a catastrophe?"

Usman didn't answer Ilya, turned and went downstairs blankly.

Elijah followed closely, but he already had the answer in his heart.

In the three months since then, Usman has never been to the Queen's Hall, and has been going back and forth between the Imperial Study Room and the court hall, day and night preparing everything for the catastrophe.

Although Xiliang was shrouded in the haze of national subjugation, because Usman took everything personally and dealt with it effectively, the people did not cause riots.

In the blink of an eye, half a year passed, and Yan walked a little slowly along the way, so naturally he had to rest frequently with his newborn child.

It is very hard for Yu'er to bump on horses and camels every day, but probably because of her strong body, she doesn't suffer from headaches and brain fever, she looks fat and strong.

Today was traveling in a carriage again, Jing Tingrui couldn't help but said: "Yu'er has the blood of half of Xiliang people after all, so she is strong enough."

"My half is not bad, at least I won't lie and deceive people." Yan said, rolling his big eyes to Jing Tingrui.

Jing Tingrui was so choked that he had nothing to say, he could only hug Yu'er and coax him.

Yu'er grinned, saliva dripping on Jing Tingrui's beard.

"When can you shave that beard? It's all stuck in my son's face."

"He likes to be stabbed." Jing Tingrui said as he picked up Yu'er and scratched his belly with his beard.

Yu'er giggled, kicking her two calves very vigorously.

"We'll be at the border of Dayan soon." Yan looked ahead and said, "As soon as I get there, I'll turn back to Xiliang."

"Are you willing to just leave Yu'er behind?"

"Yu'er is safe in Dayan Kingdom, otherwise Usman wouldn't try to drive me away." Yan picked up his son's rattle and turned it gently, "I'm afraid something will happen if I delay."

"This is a natural disaster...even if you rush back, what's the use of it?" Jing Tingrui looked at Yu'er and said, "If you want me to say, you'd better stay in Dayan to take care of Yu'er, and Usman's work is not in vain Mind."

"That's his wish, I have my own." Yan said unhappily.He has been out of his mind since he got into the chariot all the way, and when he arrived at the post station and rested with his son in his arms, all he could think of was Usman's beautiful smile, thinking of him saying with tenderness in his eyes: "Yanyan, I Love you."

How could it be possible for a person to change his face so quickly? He said he wanted to kill Denerman before, but turned around and said coexistence and death. This is really not something Usman would do.

It is true that he saw the wound on Usman's wrist, indicating that he really wanted to kill Denerman, but after thinking about it, how could Usman kill Denerman in such a stupid way?

They share the same body, the blood is drained, and Denerman is dead, and Usman can't live.

If he wants to get rid of Denleman, there must be other, more effective ways, instead of being impulsive to commit suicide.

Also, Usman canonized Yu'er as the prince of Xiliang, but he didn't stop him from taking Yu'er away. Isn't this contradictory?

How can a prince be brought to another country to be raised? It's not a proton exchange.

There are more and more doubts in Yan's heart, and once he has doubts, every expression of Usman when he says goodbye, seems to be full of excellent acting skills.

Back then, Usman pretended to be the crow magician Helian Uro, didn't he also fool him around?

Right now, Usman may have a last resort, so it is possible to play the heartbroken again.

Another thing is Jing Tingrui's attitude. How could he be indifferent to Usman's rude repentance of his marriage when he cared so much about Dayan and the emperor's brother's face? According to Jing Tingrui's temper, he should directly lead troops to fight. right.

So Usman is probably acting again, and Jing Tingrui is the biggest tell in his play!

Yan Yuan originally thought that Jing Tingrui would have to beat Jing Tingrui violently in order to pry the secret out of his mouth, but he didn't think about it before he opened his mouth.

Why does Usman want to protect Xiliang and eliminate the "Red Flame", and why there is only one star left in the Crow constellation... And Usman made the worst plan, fearing that he would not be able to save Xiliang, the queen and the child There was no way out, so I thought of using Dan Erman's matter to stage a "heartbreaker" drama...

After Yan heard this, he was stunned for a long time, and then punched Jing Tingrui hard, and then he burst into tears.

After crying bitterly, Yan wanted to turn back directly, but seeing Yu'er who was sleeping soundly in her swaddling baby, she didn't dare to risk him. After thinking twice, she decided to send her son to the border of Dayan, and then return to Danyang.

It's just that it's really uncomfortable to take the baby along the way. It took half a year to barely reach the border between Xiliang and Dayan. Yan was extremely anxious and wished he could fly away.

"Woo!" Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly.

Yu'er was carried on Jing Tingrui's shoulder, her little nose probably hurt, and she burst into tears.

"What's the matter?" Yan was a little annoyed, and asked outside while patting his son's back.

The car curtain was raised, it was Shen Fangyu.

"Your Highness, yes, yes..." Shen Fangyu's face flushed with excitement, and he was also quite tanned, and this excitement made his color even darker.

"Isn't there still bandits here?" They encountered bandits several times along the way and captured them all.

"No - yes, it's the emperor! The emperor is here!" Shen Fangyu wiped the hot sweat off his face, and finally spoke out.

"What?! Brother Huang!"

"Qing'er?!" The two of them got up together in shock, and stopped Yu'er's crying.

Yan was the first to jump off the carriage, and the border of Dayan was in front of him. Jing Tingrui had been stationed here to train troops before, and at this time, there were elite soldiers of Dayan standing on the sentry post, with rustling flags, very mighty and domineering.

The sentry stands in front of a hillside, and the emperor's exclusive golden guard of honor is all over the hillside.

"It's Qing'er!" Jing Tingrui stepped out of the carriage with Yu'er in his arms, "He came here to wait for us."

"Give me the horse." Yan directly borrowed the horse of the guards at the side, flew up and went straight to the guard of honor of the emperor's brother.

"This kid." Jing Tingrui clicked his tongue, carried Dan Yu back to the carriage, and ordered the carriage to follow quickly.

After a while, Yan has already galloped to Ai Qing.Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, Aiqing stood on the hill and looked up. When she saw Yan galloping towards him, she was so excited that tears filled her eyes.

"Yan'er!" Aiqing stretched out her hand eagerly.

"Brother Huang!" Yan Yi grasped Ai Qing's hand, the two looked at each other, and hugged each other tightly.

The surrounding guards all knelt down and shouted in unison: "The lowly ranks welcome the return of Prince Yonghe!"

"Brother Emperor... Brother Chen..." Yan burst into tears, "Brother Chen is sorry for you."

"I have been crying since I was a child, why is it your turn to cry today?" Ai Qing gently wiped Yan's cheeks, "Don't cry, I know you have been wronged."

"No, my brother was not wronged," Yan took a deep breath, "It's my brother who made you worry, but actually ran to such a remote place..."

"Ruirui sent me a letter early in the morning saying that Xiliang has changed, and you might come back. I couldn't sit still, so I asked my father and father to take care of the government temporarily... Yan'er, you lost weight, and I haven't seen you. So skinny..."

As Ai Qing spoke, tears flowed down her face.

"Brother Huang, don't worry, I'm in good health." Yan looked at Aiqing distressedly, "I thought that when I came to Xiliang, I could find out the origin of the Wuque clan for you, father, and dad, but it turned out... I haven't found any clues, and I haven't been able to trace the source."

"Silly Yan'er," Aiqing said, stroking Yan's cheeks, "Maybe the ancestors of the Wuque clan lived in Xiliang, but that's not important. This has already become the past, what matters is the future. In the future , our Wuque Clan will definitely pass it on from generation to generation, so don't worry."

"The emperor is right." Before Yan could express his opinion, Jing Tingrui interjected.

"Ruirui!" Aiqing saw Jing Tingrui coming with Dan Yu in his arms.

"My minister and Prince Dan Yu of Xiliang, respectfully welcome the emperor's peace!" Jing Tingrui saluted solemnly.

"Excuse me!" Aiqing let go of Yan, and stared at Dan Yu in Jing Tingrui's arms, "Is this my little nephew?"

"Yes." Jing Tingrui replied, "It's a pity that he can't speak yet, otherwise let him salute you."

"Whose child can talk at half a year old!" Yan gave Jing Tingrui a hard look.

"This kid is smart, he should have spoken early." Jing Tingrui shrugged.

"Let me give you a hug." Ai Qing stretched out her hand for a hug.

"Your Majesty, he is a little shy." Jing Tingrui said, and handed Dan Yu over.

Ai Qing hugged Xiao Yu'er, and wanted to kiss his little cheek, but Dan Yu frowned and started crying.

"I really don't give Emperor Dayan any face." Jing Tingrui said from the side.

Aiqing was very reluctant, but Jing Tingrui still hugged her to coax her.

"Brother Huang, I will leave Yu'er to you." Yan said, "I really want to stay a little longer, but I want to go back to Danyang City to help Usman."

"Jing Tingrui wrote to me about the natural disaster in Xiliang. If possible, I don't want you to go back. I heard that when the red flames come, the world will change color. This is too dangerous." Aiqing sighed deeply. "But I also know where your heart is, and I can't stop you. So Yan'er, you go, don't worry about Yu'er, I will take good care of him."

"My brother Xie Huangxiong for completeness..." Yan knelt down and kowtowed three times, but Ai Qing couldn't stop her even if she wanted to.

Then, Yan looked at his son tenderly, touched his little face, and walked away.

Jing Tingrui gestured with his eyes, and a group of elite soldiers in full armor followed Yan closely.

Aiqing glanced at Jing Tingrui approvingly, because he was about to do so.

"Qing'er," Jing Tingrui held Yu'er in his left hand, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Come."

But Ai Qing's eyes chased Yan away, her face was full of distress and reluctance.

Jing Tingrui recalled how Usman acted like a baby with Yan, so he approached cheekily and said, "Qing'er, do you know how hard it was for me to live in Xiliang? I was worried all day long."

"Worry?" Aiqing immediately turned her head and looked at Jing Tingrui.

"Usman told me everything, he talked to me every day, but asked me to hide it from Yan, you say this kind of thing... Whether I say it or not, in the end it's not human." Jing Jing Tingrui put his arms around Aiqing's shoulders, "Besides, is Yan such an easy-to-deceive person? No matter how realistic Usman's play was, Yan saw the flaw. Along the way, Yan was so angry every day. Shouting to kill me...Qing'er, are you listening to me?"

"Ah?" Aiqing was stunned for a moment, and then said embarrassedly, "Yan'er wants to kill you, I heard, but don't worry, he's just talking, he won't actually do it."

"Why didn't you do anything? If I didn't want to take care of Yu'er, I would be beaten by him every day." Jing Tingrui looked at Aiqing, whom he had been thinking about day and night, feeling a little wronged in his heart. This was different from the reunion in his fantasy, Aiqing His expression looked weird, and the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Yan'er has been clamoring to kill you for a long time, but has she ever taken it seriously, and both of you are equally powerful in martial arts, neither of you can kill the other." Aiqing patted Jing Tingrui's stiff shoulder reassuringly, Then he asked, "How long have you had this beard?"

"It's only been a year...Qing'er, is it because of my big beard that you've been distracted?" Jing Tingrui frowned, "Is it really that ugly?"

"No, it's good, isn't Yu'er also looking at your beard." Aiqing smiled, and the corners of her mouth couldn't hold back in this smile, and her twitching became more violent, "It just...it looks a bit like... …goat."

After finishing speaking, Aiqing burst out laughing.

"...." Jing Tingrui originally wanted to shave his beard, but the journey was very bumpy and he had to take care of Yu'er, so he didn't bother to do it. Now Aiqing smiled, and immediately turned his head and said, "Where's the scissors? Let me wring it! "

"Don't, I'll shave you later." Aiqing said quickly, "You'll hurt yourself if you mess around like this."

"You feel sorry for me for once." Jing Tingrui sighed, "I've been coquettish for a long time, but you didn't respond at all, just looking at my unshaven beard."

"When did you act like a baby?" Ai Qing looked puzzled, "Why didn't I know?"

"When I said I was on tenterhooks."

"Is that being coquettish?"

"Of course!"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I didn't hear it, because you..." Aiqing smiled and said, "You said you suffered a lot in Xiliang, but I think your complexion is so good, and your figure seems to be more beautiful. Strong, sure enough, Xiliang's barbecue and naan bread are very to your liking, so I think you must be exaggerating... Rarity, where are you going?"

Jing Tingrui hugged Yu'er and left without looking back.

"I'm joking with you, Ruarui, don't you want to be coquettish? I'll let you lean on my shoulders, don't go!" Aiqing quickly chased after Jing Tingrui. Panic.

Jing Tingrui strode away for a while, sighed, and stopped suddenly, Aiqing bumped into his shoulder with an "hey".

Jing Tingrui turned around, put his palm on the back of Aiqing's head, and kissed his lips tightly.

Yu'er looked at it curiously, stretched out her hand to grab her beard, and abruptly interrupted the long-time nectar kiss.

"It really is Yan's cub." Jing Tingrui looked at the little villain giggling in his arms, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"He's so pretty, I thought he was a girl."

"Qing'er, you were more beautiful when you were young, like a little fairy." Jing Tingrui put his arm around Aiqing's shoulders and went to the barracks behind.

The guards breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

Three months later.

The storm in the desert came as soon as it was said, but it had never been blown down like this. The entire camel team walking on the sand hill was overturned, and the people and the camels rolled down, screaming everywhere.

This wind is like a storm on the sea, whistling and raising sand and dust waves soaring into the sky, rolling them down and rolling them down, making them unable to stand up at all. I can't tell the difference.

"Quick! Get up!" Some of the slow-moving ones were almost directly buried by the sand.

Yan pulled out a terrified guard from a pile of thick sand, beside him a camel with a broken leg was whining to the sky, and some people were crushed under the camel and fell silent.

"Hurry up and save people!" Yan continued to save people, the wind and sand whizzed around him, his whole body was as heavy as molten iron, and he was forced to take two steps back after taking one step. When everyone was panicked, the wind suddenly became smaller , the profuse yellow sand fell all over the body.

"Ouch! Ouch! Help..." The guard, who was half buried with the camel, stretched out his hand weakly.

The few uninjured ones rushed to help, Yan looked back, the sand dunes just now had disappeared, the surrounding roads had changed, leaving behind a clear deep ditch drawn by the storm.

Above the head is a blue sky like a mirror. If it weren't for the wounded everywhere, who would believe that there was a storm just now.

The yellow sand was stained red with blood, rescued, bandaged, and reorganized. There were 30 people when they came out, and now there are 26 people.

Yan remembered that the last time he encountered a storm was at night.

The bonfire roared up into the sky, forming a huge fire dragon, and everyone was stunned.

The fire dragon destroyed several camps, causing them to lose a lot of dry food, and the trek along the way was even more difficult.

Yan has encountered sandstorms several times, but he has never seen one as severe as today. He is more and more worried about Usman, thinking that this abnormal celestial phenomenon is inseparable from the red flames, and he is even more anxious.

It looks like it will take another month to reach Danyang City, but the injuries here...

"Your Highness, one of the guards has a serious lung injury, I'm afraid it's..." The head guard came to report the situation to Yan.

"What about the rest?"

"Most of them were skin trauma, and three people had broken legs."

"There is a small tribe ten miles away from here. Send six people to send the wounded to the tribe for treatment. The rest who are not injured will stay in the camp and rest for two days." Yan wished to fly to Danyang City, but he couldn't ignore these guards. .

"Yes." The chief guard went down.

Yan climbed up the sand dunes, stood on the top of the sand and gazed into the distance.Under the scorching sun, the heat wave is rolling, and the cooling brought by the wind and sand has long since ceased to exist.

Looking in the direction of Danyang City, Yan thought worriedly: "Usman, you have to wait for me, don't do anything stupid."

In the farthest distance there is a black spot the size of a sesame seed, galloping forward in the roiling heat wave, it may be a traveling merchant, or it may be a bandit.

Yan gestured to the sand dunes, telling them to be on guard.

The guards immediately protected the wounded and took up their weapons.

Yan looked at the black spot, he was walking quite fast, he could vaguely make out the figure in the blink of an eye, his best camel was running, obviously in a hurry.

When he got closer, Yan saw that both legs of the person on the camel were upturned, and they were about to fly.

He was definitely not a businessman, but he was not a bandit either, because he had only one person, but he had two camels, one carrying people and the other carrying goods.

This camel is a "Sand King Camel" comparable to sweaty horses. It is very expensive. It is full of muscles and has thick and long legs.

"This..." Yan blinked twice, "Ilya?"

Wasn't it Ilya, the whole figure was like a small boat flying in the waves, his face turned red and white, he kept his eyes on, and rushed forward, completely ignoring the guard of Dayan who was crawling under the shadow of the sand dune.

"Ilya!" Yan Zhong roared angrily, and Ilya jumped all over, yelling to stop the camel.

The camel spit straight, grinning wide, full of anger.

"Ilya! I'm here!" Yan yelled loudly while sliding down the sand dune. He didn't even care about his butt burning. Seeing Ilya was happier than seeing his relatives.

"——Yan!!!" Ilya finally turned his head to see Yan, he jumped off the camel, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing that they knew each other, the guards got up one after another, slapped the dust off their bodies, continued to carry out Yan's instructions, and sent the wounded to the tribe for medical treatment.

"Ilya!" Yan ran to Ilya's side and helped up Ilya who couldn't straighten up, "Why are you here? You are in such a hurry, where are you going?"

"I'm... woohoo!" Ilya panted heavily, and tears came down before he could speak, "Yan, I'm here to look for you! I want to tell you that because of the red flames, your majesty suddenly I want to drive you away..."

"I already know." Yan touched Ilya's sweaty head, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Also," Ilya said in a hurry, "The red flame is coming, the seventh star is lit, just when I left Danyang..."

"what?!"

"When I came out, there was an earthquake in Danyang...Your Majesty said, as recorded in the ancient books, the seven stars will light up, earthquakes will occur frequently, and the red flame will come to the world. Yan, I don't know what to do, I want to find you, I want to tell you that Junshang misses you very much, he really loves you, but... I tell you everything, it is tantamount to sending you to death, I don't know what to do, so I ran all the way, While thinking of looking for you, let me die in the desert, it is better than dying in the red flames..."

"Ilya..." Yan hugged the weeping Ilya tightly in his arms, and then said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Woohoo!" Ilya buried her head in Yan's neck, crying uncontrollably, "I don't want anything to happen to you, and I don't want to have anything to do with your king. I don't want Xiliang to end like this..."

"I don't want to either." Yan patted Ilya's back, "Well, I happen to have wounded here, you lead them to the Mok tribe to heal their wounds, and I will go to Usman."

"Yan?" Elijah raised his head, "You and Your Majesty will be fine, right?"

"Yes." Yan nodded with a smile, "I am born with a good life, and Usman is mine, so naturally nothing will happen."

"Yeah." Elijah calmed down.

After reuniting with the guards, Yan said to them, "It's faster for me to walk alone, you and Ilya should go to the tribe."

"Your Highness, it is your order to escort you to Danyang City..." the chief guard said solemnly, "And we are not afraid of death."

"I know that you are all good men, but 'you will not accept the orders of the emperor outside'," Yan Yi said with a smile, "So, you just listen to me."

"...Yes." The guard only took orders, "Your Highness, please take care."

"Ah."

"Yan, you really have to be careful." Ilya was worried, "That's not an ordinary disaster."

"Yes, I know." Yan patted Ilya's shoulder, "I will leave all my guards to you."

"Don't worry," Ilya said, looking at the disgraced and wounded guards, "there is a very good doctor in that tribe, and I can take good care of them."

"That's good." After Yan Wei smiled, he boarded the camel neatly, yelled loudly, and galloped towards Danyang City.

On this extremely bumpy road, Yan had imagined what the 'Red Flame of Fire' would be like. It was probably like a huge tornado or a sandstorm, covered with dusty dust that covered the sky and made it impossible to stand still.

But as long as he hides in the house, he might be able to escape the catastrophe. He wants to grab Usman and hide somewhere in the palace. The Yuelang Palace is so tall, with layers upon layers, like a huge barrier, and there will be no one. Can't survive.

However, when Yan escaped and killed two camels and managed to reach Danyang City, he was dumbfounded.

Two thousand miles away from Danyang City, there is a huge red "enclosed wall" connected to the sky. It is as red as fire, and the inside is as dark as dark clouds. Devouring everything in the world.

Yan watched as it tore the world into two, purgatory on one side and human world on the other.

But it won't last long here in the world, it is roaring and galloping, like a huge wave covering the sky, enough to destroy Danyang City!

Yan finally understood why Ilya was so frightened that she wanted to run away. The Yuelang Palace was as insignificant in front of it, and no one could survive this disaster.

Yan couldn't stop shivering all over his body, he wasn't afraid of death, but facing this terrifying scene that he couldn't even dream of, his body was still completely chilled.

What to do to escape from this disaster, Yan couldn't think of it, maybe committing suicide would allow him to die more happily.

Just when Yan was in a daze, a fast horse galloped out of Danyang City, and that touch of silver hair was like a shooting star piercing through all the darkness.

"Usman!" Yan stared at Usman's back in surprise, and he galloped towards the "Red Flame" that devoured the world without looking back.

The wind howled, covering even the sound of horseshoes.

Usman obviously didn't hear Yan's cry, but Yan's appearance made Yan recover, and he hurriedly abandoned the camel, using lightness kung fu to fly and catch up.

The closer to the "Red Flame Fire", Yan felt that his body became more disobedient, as if being thrown into the sky by a rope. things.

Yan almost fell straight down. Usman seemed to notice something and glanced back. Seeing that it was Yan who fell, he flew off the horse directly. He ran over and caught Yan.

The two rolled several times on the ground, hit a rock, and then stopped.

"Ahem!" Yan coughed violently, and the sand was choked into his throat, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Yanyan!" Usman's left shoulder was hit hard, it should be dislocated, and his arm was hanging weakly, but he still tightly hugged Yan with his right hand, "You, how are you?"

"Wu... cough cough... Usman..." Yan swallowed desperately, moistened his dry throat, and then tugged on Usman's sleeve, "You, what are you doing so fast?"

"I'm going to use the power of the crow spirit to disperse it." Usman said in surprise and joy, "Why are you back?"

"If I don't come back, you're going to die!" Yan Shi was startled and annoyed, and looked at the wind that was getting closer, "Usman, unless the Queen Mother in the sky shows up, or your crow spirit alone will And how to dispel it."

"Yanyan, you are my Queen Mother." Usman smiled suddenly, "So, I can win it."

"What time is it! You still have the mind to talk poorly!"

"Don't be angry, I'm so happy now, I'm a little carried away. Yes, the knife is on my neck now, but all I can think is, Yanyan, you are in front of me. This is real, not a dream, You really are back."

"Since you are so reluctant to part with me, why do you want to drive me away! You have deceived me so badly!" Yan Qi didn't hesitate, and stretched out his hand to beat Usman's arm, Usman couldn't help frowning, his expression slightly painful .

"This..." Yan finally noticed, "Are you injured?!"

"No, it's just twisted."

"Come on! You can't even move your arm!" Yan quickly checked Usman's injury and found that it was dislocated. "Where's your crow spirit power? Can't you protect your body?"

"As soon as I see you, I can't care about anything else." Usman looked at Yan affectionately, as if nothing was enough.

"I'll connect it for you, just bear with it." Yan snapped his hands, holding Usman's left wrist tightly with one hand, and the bent elbow with the other, turning his upper arm from the outside to the inside so lightly, With another push, there was a click, and the arm was connected.

Usman frowned slightly, then he turned Yan's shoulders and said with concern, "Yanyan, listen to me. Go quickly to Danyang City. I have properly placed all the people in the city in Yuelang Although the palace is not completely solid, it can withstand it for a while."

"You let me leave you and run for my life?"

"It's not for abandoning me, it's for me, protect yourself."

"What you said sounds better than what you sang, but don't they all mean the same? Or let me leave you, regardless of your life or death." Yan frowned, his face full of displeasure, "Usman, why do you think I return?"

"To...beat me?" Usman said cautiously.

"Do you believe I'll take off your other arm?"

"I'm joking." Usman immediately said seriously.

"Usman," Yan stared into Usman's green eyes, and said earnestly, "On the way here, I only had one thought in my mind, and that was—we can't live together, but if we can die together, we will die together. Chunyuyan will have no regrets in this life."

Usman stared blankly at Yan with a decisive attitude, and tears fell instantly.

"Yanyan..." Usman's lips trembled, "But... I can't bear it."

"My own life is up to you whether you are willing or not. Usman, either we enter Danyang City together, or we stay here together. Let me see how powerful your crow spirit is. "

"Yanyan..." Usman looked at Yan's eyes that were shining like stars, "At the beginning, I deliberately 'met' you, and when I saw you for the first time, you stared at me fiercely. Let me never be calm again. I want you to keep looking at me, can't help but design you, want to get all your attention, I have never tried so hard to occupy a person, I didn't know until later, that I just fell in love. To fall in love with you is the greatest happiness in my life."

"Usman, then continue the happiness, let's fight together..."

"Your Majesty! Queen!?" It was Feralas, who came on horseback, followed by Jinayali, Harigo, Yalta and others.

"Why are you here?" Usman asked Yan as he stood up.

"There's no reason for the monarch to go to the battlefield alone." Feralas smiled brightly, then looked at Yan, "Isn't the queen here too?"

"Your Majesty, Queen." Everyone saluted, the wind and sand were too strong, they were all like reeds on the bank of the river,