. "The palace guards lost 469 people, regardless of the battle... The God of War and the Three Elders of the Wind God. The five thousand Iron Cavalry stationed in the West were wiped out, and none of them survived. The guards in the East and West City were killed in a total of 8,327 people... a total of 13,796 people." After reporting the numbers, an officer involuntarily wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. This was just a number of death, and no one was counted.

Ten thousand three thousand seven hundred and ninety-six people... This number makes the quiet hall even more harsh. Such casualties are extremely heavy on the battlefield... But all this is just one person... one person! And after killing the three elders of War God and Feng Shen and being seriously injured. Otherwise, there would be far more than this number, and Ye Wuchen would have left safely.

But even if this number doubles, it can't stand the death of a God of War. Until now, they are still wondering whether he is really dead... or, everything is just a ridiculous and terrifying dream.

They would rather believe that this was just a dream.

Feng Lie and Feng Ling were present in the hall, and there were more than a dozen important officials in the court. Today's palace chaos and large-scale military mobilization made this matter impossible to hide it.

Feng Lie seemed to have calmed down at this time. He glanced at the ministers below with a frightened face and asked, "Do you have anything else to say about this?"

"Your Majesty, I'm sorry, the emperor's handling of this matter is too inappropriate. First, it is rumored that Ye Wuchen pointed to the sword god ring and was the only successor of the sword god. Now that he was forced to death by my Dafeng Army, his master would be willing to do so. If the sword god comes out and takes the initiative to attack... We have no way to resist the God of War. Second, we have dispatched tens of thousands of troops to only Tianlong Kingdom, and he has lost more than ten thousand yuan by him. If this matter is spread... it will really hurt our country's face and be criticized; third..."

"Mr. Wen is such a bad word!" The person who spoke was Jun Yue Handong, the general of Zhendong, interrupting him and said, "Mr. Wen is afraid, and thinks we should not mobilize the masses to kill this person like this? Then do you know that Ye Wuchen forced himself to break into the palace first, hurt the princess without saying anything, and kidnapped the emperor behind. Finally, he made a ruthless move to kill the princess in front of the emperor, the prince and the god of war... Every one of his sins was enough to be lingchi ten or a hundred times. Why should we not kill him?"

Lord Wen: "This...but..."

"Nothing is true. It was because of his concern for the Sword God that the emperor and the prince repeatedly tolerated him and promised to let him go many times. He still did this. He... He didn't take our entire Great Wind Kingdom seriously at all. If he didn't kill him, our Great Wind Kingdom would be truly faceless. At that time, the God of War took action personally, without any worries. But no one expected that... the Senior God of War would die in his hands, and the Three Elders of the Wind God would die in his hands... And once such a person was left by him, we ministers of Great Wind would have a day to sleep? What's wrong with sending out thousands of troops and taking his life at all costs?"

Lord Wen: "...Ah, what General Yue said is very true. Wen was too afraid of the Sword God. If it weren't for the Sword God, how could our country be forced to retreat?"

"A paranormal like the Sword God is not unreasonable. Everything is Ye Wuchen's big mistake first, and the Sword God is also seeking revenge unreasonably. I think he shouldn't take action."

"I hope so."

Only Feng Lie and Feng Ling knew that Feng Ru's death was not without a reason. Her death, the death of the God of War... The cause of everything was that she brought back the white-haired little girl and slapped her. She was like a bomb, causing all this to explode between them without any defense.

"Master, the condition for our temporary truce is to betroth the daughter of the Ye family to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Now... should we move troops again? Directly pointing to Tianlong?" a general spoke.

Before Feng Lie said anything, Feng Ling waved his hand and said, "No. After this great disaster, there are heavy casualties and it is still barely acceptable. However, Senior Feng and the three elders of Feng Shen passed away. Those who hated my father must have flocked to me in the recent period, and my father's safety is worrying. Therefore, in the recent period, the safety of my father must be solved first."

Feng Lie nodded when he heard this. Since ancient times, the kings of the strongest countries have been assassinated the most. For example, when the war in the Tianlong Kingdom happened, the first thing Tianlong thought of was to spare no effort to assassinate the king of the Dafeng Kingdom. It is impossible to find another war god in the Dafeng Kingdom. Even if there is really, it is absolutely impossible to give up your whole life to protect the Feng family like Feng Chaoyang. Not to mention the God of War, even the three elders of the Feng God are the same.

"So, let's marry each other and keep each other steady for the time being." Feng Ling said, his expression a little unnatural.

"Grimming? The Ye family will soon know what happened today and will hate our country more. How could they promise to marry their daughter again? I have never seen the daughter of the Ye family, so I should have been escorted back." Yue Handong frowned. He could see that the main reason why Feng Ling said this was that he was still obsessed with Ye Shuiyao.

"Yes, the Ye family will definitely not agree, but the Ye family's failure to agree does not mean that the Emperor Long Yin of the Tianlong Kingdom will not agree. The one who desires marriage is not the most, but Long Yin. It doesn't matter if the Ye family doesn't agree, Long Yin will find a way to make them agree for us. And..." He sighed: "Feng Ling is ashamed. This matter was caused by the power of Senior Feng. Feng Ling doesn't want to give up. This is also respect for him."

Everyone was silent.

The death of the God of War, the chaos in the palace, and the entire Feng family was greatly damaged. Now is indeed not the time to start a war.

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When the moon reaches the sky, my heart finally woke up quietly.

Nothing is a dream, his body is sore and soft, and his breath is still not felt, not a single point.

She wiped away the dust stained on her face, and tears flowed down again. Beside her was a pile of chopped bodies. When her eyes turned, her eyes were filled with endless resentment. As she stretched out her hand, a ball of black light rushed out, blowing them away from afar and destroying them.

Turning back, she looked to the West, where his breath disappeared. She was confused and didn't know where she should go without him, without support and destination.

Is it time to kill all the people in this city to avenge him?

The footsteps moved forward for a moment, and the last voice Ye Wuchen passed to her also rang in her ears.

elder sister……

He wanted me to send her home.

She found the target and her eyes were full of color. She soared into the air, followed her breath, and flew towards Ye Shuiyao.

Ye Shuiyao was still sitting there quietly. She could not feel anything except fear. Ye Wuchen had been there for a long time, but still had not come back. She had never been so scared before. She forced herself not to think about the possibility that something had happened to him, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

A dark shadow flew from the sky, but she was in panic and did not notice it. It was not until her pupils fell from the sky and stood in front of her that she raised her head and looked at this beautiful and indifferent girl.

"Tongxin..." She called out, then suddenly stood up and grabbed her, and asked anxiously: "Xiaochen... Where is Xiaochen!"

Tongxin's tears answered her. Her heart was so painful that she burst into tears. She felt a thunder in her mind. She collapsed on the ground. Her five souls and six spirits seemed to leave her body in an instant, not knowing where to disperse.

Tongxin took her body and flew to the east. She would always listen to him. He didn't like her to kill people, so she wouldn't kill people casually. In the future, she would protect all his family in the Ye family, only those who wanted to harm his family, no matter who they were. At the same time...

Wait for him to come back.

Even if you have to wait forever.

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Tianchen Continent, an unknown corner.

Yan Zhimeng sat by the window, looking at the stars that began to appear outside the window, and her mind was floating to where it had floated. In her hand, she was playing with a short green flute.

Suddenly, a violent shock came from her mind, which made her subconsciously cover her head. The feeling disappeared immediately. At the same time, she suddenly realized that the soul contract imprinted deep in her consciousness had disappeared.

She stood up and looked out the window blankly. She felt again and again, and found that the soul mark had completely disappeared. In her charming voice clan, once she was killed by a man, she would always become his "puppet", and there was no way to relieve it... Could these be fake?

Why did it suddenly disappear... Could it be that he used some strange method?

If it was him, then what method did he use? And why did he have to contact him? Is it to free himself or... to cut off the soul connection between them.

For a moment, she was in a mess and stood there in a daze.

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The north of the Tianlong Kingdom, a forgotten corner.

The dark night here comes much more than in the mornings in other places. The old man vaguely noticed something big was going to happen. He looked at the sky all day long, not knowing what he was exploring.

Not far away, Chu Jingtian and Leng Ya were practicing swords - for Chu Jingtian, that was called practice, and for Leng Ya, it was called fighting. He was holding a blade without a handle, and the blade was covered with gaps of large or small. His eyes were cold and his movements were ruthless. The narrow blade brought out a gust of cold wind, as if the other party was his irreconcilable enemy.

Chu Jingtian resisted with ease, but his face was quite serious. Although he defeated Leng Ya again and again, the wounds on his body were more than Leng Ya, and even his face was cut by him. Leng Ya's current strength was much worse than that of him, but he was like a lifeless madman. He always fought for his life. With his murderous aura and momentum, he was equal to him again and again. When he occasionally started madness, Chu Jingtian was even more frightened and wanted to hold his head and escape.

But his grandfather, his biological grandfather, turned a blind eye to him every day, and even the bloody wounds on his body were not taken a look at him. He threw him a few herbs and then ordered him to continue practicing with this madman.

He has been practicing with Leng Ya for more than a month, and his strength has improved rapidly without realizing it, but his heart still twitches when he sees Leng Ya.

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