Chapter 4747: Illusion?

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Previously, I felt the same feelings of Wei Wuming's grief and pain, and was affected by it. At this time, the unpleasant emotions are more from the depths of my heart.
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"Disillusion!" Ling Chuxi's mind flashed in his mind, remembering the words of the few masters before he died, and then his mind was completely occupied by those negative emotions and lost.
In front of them, two middle-aged men were fighting, the face of Fengshen Junlang was stained with blood and written with hatred.
Is this an illusion, or is it real?
Ling Chuxi could not tell at the moment.
Ling Chuxi felt that their sword power was profound and mysterious, and the sword contained a powerful power of heaven, but at this time, the two did not have any mastery style at all, and let the other's blade fall on their own body. A puffy blood flower came out, and the sword in his hand was also a ruthless slash on the other's body.
They don't seem to know the pain, nor are they half-human, with only deep hatred, and hatred that puts the other party to death at all costs.
Ling Chuxi did not know who they were, nor what kind of hatred they had, but when he saw this and tragic scene, indescribable sadness and unforgettable hatred rose in his heart.
The swords of the two men pierced each other's bodies at the same time, and blood came out. The powerful force of Heavenly Dao poured into the body, and the meridian Qihai and even Yuanshen were destroyed completely.
The two still maintained a standing posture, but their heads almost touched together. The breath of life has disappeared, but the eyes are still full of hate.
Behind them, a woman watching the battle cried silently, as if she was suffering from a heartbreaking pain. Slowly withdrawing a short sword, stabs into her own heart violently, the woman falls slowly, the blood is blooming like a rose, dyeing the earth.
I don't know when the snowflakes fell silently, and the ground was covered with snow and silver, white snow, and bright red blood, so strange and so sad.
Ling Chuxi's twitching pain, so depressed that he couldn't breathe, the boundless pain and sorrow, and hatred poured into his heart.
The fingers unconsciously held the hilt, almost wanting to draw out the long sword, and end her life like the woman.
"Buzz..." There was a buzz in my ears.
Everything in front of me suddenly changed!
Ling Chuxi's eyes suddenly turned black.
"Emperor, please make a decision early."
"Emperor, please decree as soon as possible."
"Emperor, if hesitating, when Beiyi is under pressure, the spirits will be painted!"
"..."
Noisy, noisy!
Ling Chuxi only felt a headache, and there were still many buzzing noises in her ears. She opened her eyes slowly, but the scene that fell into her eyes made her slightly startled.
Above the main hall, Manchu Civil War!
emperor? Oh... As the empress of the Southland, the former emperor left a lot of mess. The good thing is to let Xian abdicate. In fact, it is cowardly and incapable of stabilizing the situation in front of him, and quickly throws a burden to Ling Chuxi. The Northland has been aggressive again and again. The Southland has ceded twelve cities, but it still cannot satisfy the Northland's ambitions. A year ago, the eldest princess of the southern kingdom, the sister of the former emperor, went to the northern kingdom to get married and was tortured in the northern kingdom, but the former monarch fart of the southern kingdom did not put one. To such a foolish monarch, in Ling Chuxi's view, it is better to die. It is not enough to die a few times.