Chapter 393: The soul of the soul is not extinguished (1)

"who are you?"
The face of the martial arts martial arts has changed. The teenager seems to be young, and has this strength. When did the genius of the cloud country have such a genius?
Qin Hao has never loved to say anything more than people. He likes it more and kills people.
Those people did not wait for the opening of the Qin dynasty, but they waited for the wind and frost of the Qin dynasty...
The long sword suddenly fell into the chest, the Lingwu person was in a stiff, blood flowing from the chest, the whole body was crashed to the ground, and lost breath for a moment...
Feng Tian Yu lived, staring blankly at the handsome face of the boy: "You are..."
"Qin Wei," Qin Yu's look is cold, faceless, "my name."
......
At the gate of the city, the blood flows into the river.
How many heroes, heroes, fell in this battle.
There are also many souls of the soul who are buried in this battle.
Their strength is low and not strong enough to bring too much help to the battle.
Everyone here is a hero in the sky.
"Everyone," Nalan Arc used his own sword to resist the attack in front of him. His body stood under the gust of wind and with perseverance, such as the steel. "I am in the Nalan arc and I promise you, as long as I am Some people in Lan family will not die, they will definitely remember the names of all of you! Let the Yunyun country never forget this battle!"
A hero, not a powerful one, is called a hero.
But if you have the heart of protecting the country, you will be a hero.
Heroes should never be obscured. Their names must be remembered and engraved on the tombstones.
Another old man fell down.
Nalan Arc remembers him, Tai Fu, who had resigned after ten years ago, and his departure, will let Tan Shuangshuang’s father take up the post of Tai Fu.
He is not a dynasty, he still comes to fight, just for the sincerity of the heart.
The young man who fell down next to him remembers that he was the grandson of the boss of the West Street Buns Shop. Even though he was a warrior, he was only a civilian, but his loyalty was not lost to anyone.
The heart of Nalan's arc has been hurting all the time. His anger has become more and more intense. Even in the face of two spirits, he is strong enough to support the present.
Because, he only has to support for a while, in order to let other people, kill a few more!
But this battle, too long, too long...
He felt tired after a long time, and he would fall down at any time.
The line of sight in front of Nalan’s arc is somewhat blurred.
I don't know if it is too tired, or... sweat has blurred his eyes.
Liu Yunqi’s long sword came like lightning and instantly broke into the body.
Nalan's arc quickly raised the sword and blocked Liu Yun's long sword. Under the strong sword wind, his body retreated and left a long and deep trace on the ground.
cough!
A blood coughed out, Nalan's body was smashed a few times, and the long sword in his hand was firmly inserted on the ground.
His back, as always, straight, like the cold, fearless cold and wind and rain.
"Nalan's family will not fall, and the cloud country will not be destroyed!"
The sound of Nalan arc was like the sound of Hong Zhong. The soldiers of Nalan’s family held the weapons in their hands, and the firm and high voice, under this sun, kept ringing for a long time.
"Nalan's family will not fall, and the cloud country will not be destroyed!"
"kill!!!"
This battle is the most difficult battle that the Nalan family has experienced.
For the sake of the peace of the country, it is not possible to send a spirit warrior to play.
(End of this chapter)