Chapter 662 (1/2)

Cloud dance will help Zhou Feiyu up, let him lean on himself, fundus complex gush over, like a sigh: ”retreat.”

Under the city walls, rivers of blood soaked the land and dyed half of the sky.

See, those battle armor is awe inspiring, blood attacked crazily, bloodthirsty mania swish, numb a knife a knife to wave down.

All over the corpses, bleak, why?

Just for a bet?

”It's easy to withdraw. You come with me.” Zhou Feiyu raised his eyes and glanced at her. The look of his eyes was self-evident.

This face is as cold and beautiful as an immortal, which can't be profaned.

It was the first time that he could see clearly. The feeling of being untouchable made his heart tremble.

”You should know that if you don't withdraw now, there's not much chance of winning. It's better to step back.” Cloud dance cold glanced at him one eye, the Mou light is dark, she hopes he can understand the meaning in her words.

”If you don't follow me, you will lose both sides. The Zhou Dynasty can't carry it. I'll carry it.”

Zhou Feiyu is dancing in the clouds for a moment. She knows about his Warcraft troops. She should be able to understand what long Xuguo is facing if he carries them.

His eyes are covered with a layer of haze. It seems that he wants to see a trace of concern for him in her eyes. Even if there is only a trace, but

There was nothing in her eyes but indifference.

Cloud dance helps him to stand up, the breath around suddenly coagulates, the eye light is dark, slightly sharp, turns around and leaves decidedly.

”No matter what, what I owe you today, whether it's the Zhou Dynasty or the state of long Xu, this human relationship will be different today.”

”You mean if long Xuguo is defeated, you will follow me?” Zhou Feiyu's eyes are bright.

Cloud dance looks back a smile, pure and cold way: ”don't say to have no that possibility, even if have, a corpse you want?”

She slightly picks eyebrow to ask, then again way, ”you want me to still can't give, even if die, the crown of the grave is also long Shi.”

She decided to leave, the ragged purple clothes swaying with the wind, tearing and flying, happened to fall on Zhou Feiyu, the clothes with her blood, such as blood plum blossom, cold and proud unyielding.

Just when Yunwu came to longqingxie's side, the heavy sword hummed and echoed, reflected on the strange and unpredictable eyes of moyebing, nailed to his body, and constantly echoed.

Mo yebing, who has been weird all the time, suddenly died. On the contrary, she felt a little too sudden

”Are you all right?” Cloud dance glanced at the ink night ice on the ground. Her eyes were cold, and she looked up at the dragon.

Dragon Qing evil immediately put away bloodthirsty cold eyes, a face of grievance for comfort lying on her shoulder, ”for her husband suffered a very serious injury.”

He raised his bleeding finger and shook it in front of the cloud.

God knows, that finger is so badly hurt that he can squeeze out a few drops of blood only by pinching a few on his own

But Yunwu picked up his fingers, helped him blow, and said indifferently, ”do you feel better?”

Dragon Qing evil rogue nodded, ”blowing.”

Cloud dance forehead suddenly appeared black line, if not for knowing that his ribs were broken, she would press him on the ground and repair him well.

”Are you going to put the two armies on a stand off like this?” Cloud dance looks at the blood under the city wall and frowns slightly.

Long Qingxie gathered the ruffian's look, and a mysterious smile flashed across his mouth. ”He doesn't care about the result of confrontation, I don't care about the result of confrontation, but some people do. If they don't guess wrong, they should have come.”

If not, in the long Qing evil voice fell.

Zhou batian came with his troops bathed in blood. Behind him was the majestic army of the Zhou Dynasty, which seemed to be in full swing.