Dark Blood Age

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After that, Chu Yun raised his head and did not return to rush north. He rode the dust alone.

Dirty hair pulls out, spits first, waves like a back wave, scolds: "Fuck, I'm not going with you bloodsucking animals. Crazy, brothers, let's go! ”

Then, Valt smiled coldly and looked contemptuously at his fellow countrymen across the street, clamping his legs, scolding him, leading the army north, but he did not follow in the direction of Chu Yunsheng single-handedly riding the dust, but rather slightly separated one angle and merchanted to another place.

And on the bloodline opposite him, Butni bit his teeth and looked at a single ride that dusted away in the distance, looking at a shadow that followed the piecemeal rush behind him, watching Venlo ride out of his side and across the line of fire, looking at the seventeen rides behind her eyes... she held the handle of the sword tightly in her hand, as if to use all her strength here, what should she do? Somebody tell her what to do!?

If Ashley's right, she's wrong, if Ashley's wrong, she's still wrong, then what did she work so hard for? Funny, or stupid?

What's right again?

Looking at the gloomy eyes of the old blood clan, thinking that she was being used as a chess piece, she actually came up with a thought for the first time: Is Valt right, is the oath really a bitch? The blood who betrayed the oath were the ones who really saw it through, and they were just a bunch of idiots?

So, is there any way back? She was Chu Yunsheng's person. For the old blood, she had some value when she rebelled against Asher. Now she “ran away" Asher and Chu Yunsheng. Instead of losing value, she became a stumbling block, and the result was conceivable.

Butni is unfamiliar with and doesn't like the struggle for power, but it doesn't mean she's not smart. She knows her situation. She totally offended the Asher faction. Now she can no longer tolerate the old blood faction. Where else can she go besides following Chu Yunsheng? Just because she's Chu Yunsheng's person.

Lost in soul, she pulled up the reins, prompted the horses to battle, crossed the fire line, at this moment, she heard herself painfully insisting that the faith of a lifetime had been lost and collapsed, right on the back of the horse, finally, crying out...

The moon was high and bright and clean. It was supposed to be the favorite night of the blood clan, but it became unusually heavy. Butni cried with the wind drifting over the plain, crossing the line of fire and spreading in the hearts of all the blood riders, covering their hearts.

Seventeen blood rides, one by one, twelve, walking and looking at the remaining five, those five also looked at them silently. In the distant and painful cry of Butni, they looked at each other with the tears of a man, but did not say a word, and did not know what to say.

Before they became the most elite seventeen rides, they were interdependent comrades, and after that they lived and died countless times, blood was already thicker than water. At this moment, they are about to be cut apart by that line of fire from this, and from this point on, they run away from each other, from this point on, they become strangers, and from this time on, perhaps...

The kind of unwillingness, unwillingness, the kind of pain that only they themselves know, no one else will ever understand, but they will never be able to sit on the Lord, they are just puppets thrown away by this cruel world, all the recklessness, the struggle and the suffering can only be reflected in each other's farewell eyes, they know each other knows what they mean, so don't talk, let alone persuade each other, they respect the choices of old friends, they need to maintain this final dignity for old friends, to give themselves, also to old friends, other people don't care, they care.

There is no other road close to the fire line today, the Twelve Blood Cavalry finally crossed the fire line, they will no longer turn back, nor cry like Butni, but beat the horses, beat the acceleration hard, loud whipping, like trying to break everyone's heart.

After following them, a figure followed a figure, scattered away from the long lineage of blood, ran across the burning long line of fire, followed the dusty shadow to the horse, raised a smoke dust, in the moonlight, like countless running dragons.

……

Thousands of other blood riders were suddenly helpless and eager to turn to the leader, or other people, the old blood tribe, had some silly eyes at this time. They had no idea that Chu Yunsheng would do this. According to their original expectations, even if Chu Yunsheng was real, they would not dare to mess up even if they were angry with Chu Yunsheng.

At the time, Chu Yun Sheng's power on Earth was clear to them, and they used the worst of intentions to speculate on his current strength, but it was impossible to come up with a single force against the already non-Xibi blood riding.

So, the most likely situation is either Chu Yunsheng's own retreat, or the venture killing, eventually winning hopelessly, or have to retreat. If Butni cooperates well, maybe he can still be slaughtered here once and for all. After all, “reason” and “justice” are on their side in all respects.

In fact, when they negotiate in private meetings internally, they prefer Chu Yunsheng to be able to do it first, and then they can occupy the false identity of Chu Yunsheng, regardless of whether there are any remaining parties loyal to Chu Yunsheng in the blood riding, they will not be able to seize, until after the Chu Yunsheng is extinguished or expelled, those people will naturally either return to obedience or slowly clear off.

But how did they not expect Chu Yunsheng to draw such a poisonous long line of fire, and suddenly push all the blood riding into a situation where they had to split immediately. Most of all, time was too tight, this line was drawn out, no one knew who would go with him, and no one knew who was next to him was going to stand on that side?

The end result is that nobody dares to stop the blood ride from crossing the line of fire, because nobody knows if the person behind him will cross the line of fire at the next moment, or stab him in the back with a knife!

At this time, no one is a fool, for the self-endangered blood rider, the lack of a position is the best position.

So nobody dares to stop it!

Even the old bloodlines, who are getting more and more gloomy, just look at it coldly and dare not move. Although they want, want and want to make the army destroy all traitors immediately, no one dares to give this order.

Not afraid of Chu Yunsheng's own fighting power, but they were very clear in their hearts. Originally after a civil unrest of the blood clan, this moment is the moment of the most panic and mutual suspicion, that vicious Chu Yunsheng sensitively used this, a fire line pushed people to the darkest and most terrible edge, once the war saw blood, the result was necessarily the whole army chaos, even the collapse of the camp, mutually chaotic killing, anyone in the eyes of every blood rider would be likely to kill their own traitor! Everybody goes crazy to protect themselves.

This is called lifting a rock to smash one's own foot, only to watch one blood ride after another cross the line of fire, the mind dripping blood, but nothing can be done.

Fortunately, not many people left, always sporadic to give some comfort to the old blood, but today they are truly defeated. In the future, as long as Chu Yunsheng proves that it was the former immortal incandescent, they are in a very embarrassing and unfavourable position. After all, they have always fought under the banner of the immortal incandescent and the Asher Chamber. Eventually, either they admit that Asher is right or they admit that they are wrong today, which is unacceptable, and they have to think of other ways.

Far away, in the eyes of all the remaining blood tribes, the northern plains are littered with scattered dust and smoke scattered all over the corners, but the way forward is always the distant and leading shadow, as well as the "new king's flag” of the twelve blood riders behind him, the broken flag fluctuates with the horses of war...

Although the vast majority of the blood rides remain, at this moment, I don't know why, they suddenly feel like they've lost an important part of their lives, and those who point to the North Mercedes-Benz figure, as if there is a wonderful world, perhaps alarming, perhaps dangerous, but glorious!

Life, fate, has since been divided into two parts by that line of fire.

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Just as Chu Yunsheng was running north, a beautiful woman in a floating castle a thousand miles away suppressed the last trace of “toxin”, the red tide on her face finally retreated, her breathing was much calmer, and she regained her original calm appearance.

But her heart was amazed, she had a noble birth, and even more noble status of one of the three wings, always extremely proud, Otherwise, she would not have looked at King Iris, it had not been such a faulty for a long time, she could not figure out why not a single pivot reached life, with a little blood brought by the blade, can make her pivot's body feel irresistible.

Of course, when she returned to her floating city residence, it was easy to use the pivotal force to remove the “toxin", but she did not do so. To study the "toxin”, she preferred to spend a lot of time repressing it, compressing it into a very small range of close surveillance and observation.

Such an approach would not have been possible without pivotal power.

For the sake of “security", she was prepared to look into the ancient scriptures, especially the depraved passage, before studying the silk toxin. At the moment of her rise, she suddenly discovered that her power had increased a little strangely without warning, although a little, but she felt very clearly, because after the pivot, every drop of power had grown and control over energy was extremely difficult, what level of power she had stayed at, and she was very familiar and clear.

This is incredible!

She immediately stopped getting up, checked four times, and the increase in power was sure to be related to the previous toxin, but when she reopened the controlled toxin, a phenomenon that made her confused appeared, and the silk toxin was disappearing at an incredible rate, precisely dissipating.

The power of dissipation can't be stopped by the power of her pivot! It's almost a force of nature, and it has nothing to do with the magnitude of toxin energy, like it must never be tolerated, or it should belong to nature.

As one of the three pivots of the Heavenly Feathers clan, she also possesses the unique skill of her own pivot. What is happening in front of her is so weird, the ghost makes the gods worse, she uses her unique skill to catch up with the silk toxin that is about to disappear, and then ——

She “saw” images of her life that she would never believe!

Along that silk toxin, she seemed to enter a long, growing chain of blood, and at the top of the chain, her consciousness was suddenly inhaled, and suddenly a cold, rotten breath swept in.

A moment later, after countless lines twisted, she regained her sight, only at a distance in front of herself, a creature covered in black armor, with black wings spread out behind her, bathed in blood from the sky, behind it collapsed a huge figure, stamped under its feet.

It holds a long, pitch-black gun in its hand, like a black lightning bolt, indestructible, worthless! Just standing there, not looking at herself, she couldn't help but tremble voluntarily, a power she couldn't understand, a power that seemed like a god.

She leaned down and panicked to the ground, the pair of black wings stuck deep in her soul, almost making her think she had seen the god of the sky!

Nevertheless, it had never looked at itself, and its gaze had always been cold, cold and heartless, but if she looked up carefully, she could still see a little anxiety in that gaze, which seemed to be worrying.

At that time, she found that a few creatures not far away had cautiously sprung their heads across the source gate and appeared on its way in. At a time when she shook up so many source creatures, she heard a voice that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

It says, "Fuck off!

As a result, the creatures who crossed the source door were suddenly forgiven and fled in a fractured battle, in spite of their image.

Slowly, in that sword-like rolling sound, the diameter turned into a dust...

She was also “rolled out” and the silk toxin disappeared, yet this time she was no longer surprised, but trembled, scared, scared!

That was the life of the source door, one scream, scared to run away in no time, one scream, slowly the first half of the steps immediately become dust!?

Hallucinations, ancient memories, or true spirits?

She realized that nature couldn't stand up, her legs were trembling, weak, not frightened, but the residual power of the sound.

Suddenly, she reacted, realizing what, her eyes hurriedly turned to the place where she met the person, a terrible thought appeared in her mind, the great calamity was coming, the real calamity was coming!

What should I do?

At this time, the maid outside the door whispered: "Master of the city, Nagawa sent you for an urgent interrogation. ”

She was furiously shocked. Did Longfeathers find anything? What am I supposed to do? What are we going to do?

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These two chapters are one chapter, I found that I couldn't put down one chapter, I had to split it it into two chapters, I really liked the scene where Butni students cried after crossing the fire line, like I was in the mood when I left the campus full of all kinds of ideals and the first company that worked... Of course, I preferred the sound of "rolling” underneath, the hegemonic wood?

^ ^ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com) and your support is my biggest motivation.)