The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

“It's snowing. Look, it's snowing."

“Why is it snowing this time of year? Is there anything wrong with the world? ”

“What are you talking about? Now is the cold weather," Snow "is long gone, isn't it time for snow? ”

When Yan Xiangma cried out, the Chinese people, who had put their gaze on him, stared at him and waited for his head to be beheaded, also found that the sky was starting to float with fine snow.

I have to say, at this point they started to have some sympathy for this western wind general called Yan Xiangma.

I've heard about him in the past days, the son of the world, the great family of glory for a thousand years, the young Junjie, the weak crown year is the history of the Inspector General of the Empire, once released, is the pioneer general of the army all the way

People like this make them unable to reach, touch, and have no sense of substitution at all.

Instead, they feel that the upper echelons of corruption are serious, that children born with golden jade are not born with them all the way and are natural enemies.

But to preserve his temper, he refused to kneel, preferred to be broken his legs, saw his head about to be cut off, and forced to defend his friend, and saw that he saw death as a greeting to the snow.

How can such a man not be admired and disliked?

“General Yan is a good man." If all the men of the West Wind were like this, how could the West Wind be here? ”

“Yes, General Yan is our western general.”

“Young. Too bad."

Even King Peacock's winning speech was quite moving. He looked at Yan Xiangma's joyful expression because he saw the snow and sank for a long time. He said: "The opportunity is very different, arrogant to the king, the atmosphere is very accommodating, the sense is strong. It is a pity that the western wind is so good. Rest assured, when you die, I will send you back to Heaven to be buried. Until I unify the Nine Kingdoms under the heavens, I will name you Wang Hu. I won't let you down. ”

Winning Bo Yan turned around and said coldly: “The time has come, use your punishment. ”

“Yes!” the Golden Armor warrior promised, lifting the knife in his hand.

Just waiting for the knife to come up and fall, Yan Xiangma fell to the ground.

“Wait!” came an old voice.

"I know His Majesty's favorite talent," the master said, laughing in front of the Peacock King. “Every time I encounter a usable talent, I rejoice. Huang Hao, the samurai, originally hidden in the mountains, agreed to serve only after His Majesty's repeated invitations. Sangshu Zhuge Zhengzhen, it was His Majesty who invited Qingyuan out of the country to plot me to observe the loyalty and courage of this man. It's really not a lot of talent. His Majesty's battle against the Seven Kingdoms is a crucial moment for men. Why not subdue it and attack the city for His Majesty? ”

“Please, Your Majesty, subdue it!” An old man shouted.

“Your Majesty, please spare your life."

“Your Majesty, leave behind the knife."

At the request of the master, countless people spoke out to ask King Peacock Winning to let Yan Xiangma live, subjugating him for his use.

Before that, everyone came out to see the noise.

A crisp sound, head down, everyone screaming, how fun?

Now, nobody wants that sensible young general to be beheaded and his life to end.

Anyway, they're westerners.

Yan Xiangma, general of the western wind.

The Peacock King was very dissatisfied and swept away the winning indifference. Winning indifference was just a friendly smile, I didn't care.

The Peacock King turned again to look at Yan Xiangma and asked, “Yan Xiangma, everyone begs for your help, can you hear me? ”

“I hear you. Thank you for your love.” Yan Xiangma spoke out. The words were sincere, but he expressed his sincere gratitude to everyone. At this point in life and death, there are so many people who want you to survive that this faint help is warm enough.

“Will you serve me? ”

“No! ”

I don't think I'll be able to talk about it this day.

I gave you the steps, gave you a chance to live, and you overthrew everything with one word.

I'm King Peacock. I don't want face.

Winning Bo Yan waved and said: "Cut it off. ”

“Your Majesty" also wanted to dissuade him from winning.

“Master, as you can see," Winning Abnegation said with some anger, "it's not that I didn't give him a chance to live, it's that Yan Xiangma doesn't know what to do."

“His Majesty may have thought, if what Yan Xiangma said is true, what is the mystery between Lee Shepherd and Thousand Degrees? If His Majesty chopped Yan Xiangma, how would he live with Lee Shepherd?” Winning whispered, his eyes seemed to see through the world, full of wisdom.

There are some things he still can't say too clearly to avoid provoking the Peacock King, who is on the verge of an outbreak.

If Li Shepherd and Thousand Degrees really came together, regardless of whether Win Bo Yan consented or not, Li Shepherd will be the son-in-law of the Peacock Dynasty, Win Bo Yan cut off Yan Xiangma, how will Weng's son-in-law get along in the future?

“Unbelievable?” Winning Burgundy only feels his chest is pounding and he has the urge to kill. “What's the secret? I was opposed to the density of Thousand Degrees and that evil dragon before. It was Uncle Er who said that it was a fate count. It was irreversible. I thought Thousand Degrees was a smart child who knew how to avoid the outside world danger. Besides, there was a source of Winning clan and Dragon clan. I didn't want to do things too much. What happened? Chitto's life and death are unknown and his whereabouts are unknown. Uncle is still talking on behalf of the dragon? ”

“If the dragon had been sincere to Thousand Degrees, would it have hurt her like that? If there's anything else between them, what does the Dreambutterfly always say to us about what the dragon should do? He ran away with my daughter without a trace, only to keep my father from sleeping and eating because he feared for her. Now, uncle still thinks I did something wrong? ”

“I know His Majesty is anxious, but killing is not a way to quench the anger in his heart.” The winner sighed softly, "Once his head was cut off, there was no room for salvation. ”

“What do you want to save? Even if it were to be saved, it would be the dragon who wanted to save it," Winning said loudly.

He turned around and stared at Yan Xiangma and asked again: "Yan Xiangma, would you surrender to the king? ”

“Down!”

“Down!”

“Down!”

The Chinese people feared that the Peacock King would slaughter Yan Xiangma in anger, one shouting out loud. As long as Swallow says "drop", his head can be preserved.

“It's a mistake, we'll do the opposite later," the people thought in their hearts.

“The chicken has eaten, the wine has been drunk, and everything I want to say has been said." Yan Xiang Ma looked up at the sky with a smile of comfort and contentment on his face and said: “God thinks I died a shame, and has spared me this heavy snow to send the snow down again. How can I not live up to the beauty of heaven? ”

Yan Xiangma turned to look at the Peacock King and said in a low voice: “Thank the Peacock King for his love, he will not surrender! ”

King Peacock nodded and said: "Cut it off. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty! ”

The Golden Armor warrior promised to lift his knife high and severely cut it against the neck of Yan Xiangma.

Yan Xiangma knelt on her legs, but her upper body was pulled apart.

He looked up at the sky and watched the snow fall, then a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“Goodbye!” He said in his heart.

To my parents, my family, my friends, my colleagues, the beautiful girl in my heart, and the world.

Goodbye!

Live and die forever!

He had a smile on his face and tears slipped down his eyes.

I can't wait to die!

When the knife was about to cut off the neck of the Swallow Horse, when someone opened their mouth and shouted, someone closed their eyes.

At this time, the sky is alien.

The snow that was falling stopped, and the stiff, hauntless pause halfway through the sky. That open mouth couldn't close. Close your eyes and try to open them, but you can't open them. Even your eyelashes can't shake.

The lifted foot couldn't fall, and the twisted body paused in a weird position. Tears fell and hung in the air. The fallen leaves blown by the wind also solidify into eternity.

The knife was also suspended from the head, which also belonged to the neck.

The whole world is instantly rated.

Above the sky, there is the sound of the great Buddha.

The gray sky suddenly broke into a big hole, waving a million golden lights inside it, shining the city like daylight.

Golden Light Center, a fairy in white appeared.

Fairies are beautiful, but they are as beautiful as dreams.

She bathed in the golden sun, and the whole person was like a round of blazing sun. Who can really see what the sun looks like?

She walked barefoot and stepped on the wind.

He slowly landed and stayed in front of the Swallow Horse.

Yan Xiangma blinked her eyes desperately, trying to see the fairy in front of her more truly.

But because the light was too bright, because the beauty was too hurtful, what he could still see was a confusing halo.

He could see the seductive outline and make sure she was beautiful everywhere. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see her eyebrows clearly.

She was wrapped in light, making it difficult to face.

Yan Xiangma was ecstatic, hidden guesses of what, but still disturbed, difficult to determine.

He opens his mouth and finds himself still unable to speak.

The fairy, wrapped in light, looked at the long knife on the head of the swallowing horse and felt extremely disturbed. With a bounce of fingers, the knife turned into a grey dust.

She also felt that the golden nail fighters surrounding her were in the way, her sleeves swinging, and the golden nail fighters disappeared.

She crouched down and knelt down in front of Swallow Horse on her knees on the bench.

"Pfft."

The little fairy laughs softly, sounds or silver bells.

“You look like a pig!” The little fairy was brittle and said, "There is overflowing joy in her eyebrows.