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The killing was caught off guard. They didn't expect that a weak woman could be so brave in the army. For a moment, she was stunned and looked at the crazy figure stupidly, but forgot to dodge.

Seeing that the sword was wrapped in a cold and was about to pierce Yang Zicheng, let his blood splash on the spot, and another cold light flew over, with an unstoppable sound of cutting through the void. With a crisp sound, the two peerless swords fell to the ground at the same time and fell less than two feet away from Yang Zicheng.

Guo Yanran made a desperate gamble, but she opened her door and was picked down by the awakened rebels. Even if she was seriously injured, she was far less than heartache.

Despite the embarrassment of falling to the ground, she looked at Qin Muhan with her eyes, which was absolutely not true!

The sword fell to the ground, and a red figure flew down from the air with silver light, protecting Yang Zicheng in front of him. He waved his arm and said, "Protect the Lord."

Yang Zicheng shook his body and came to his senses. His facial muscles trembled. His cold eyes glanced at Guo Yanran. His mouth moved and his voice was cold. "Those who are rebellious can't be forgiven."

"Lord..." Qin Muhan's voice trembled a little, and it was too late to say anything else. He suddenly turned around, kicked the sword on the ground, reached out to catch it, and his body was like a red meteor, and quickly forced back the bodyguard surrounding Guo Yanran.

Guo Yanran turned a blind eye to the waiter and stared at the red robe with desperate eyes.

He was so strange. After many years of planning and deliberation, the tacit feelings of the two turned into nothing at the moment when he hit his sword.

A line of tears slipped silently, and the red figure became blurred: Qin Muhan was the traitor of the traitor, or, from the beginning, he was the rebel Yang Zicheng.

Qin Muhan approached her and shouted in a low voice: "Princess, your breath is exhausted. Just take it away, and I will protect you well."

"Bah... shameless villain, let me go." Guo Yanran suddenly pushed him away, used all her strength, raised her arm, and shot the hidden sleeve arrow at Yang Zicheng in front of her.

"Don't..."

It was too late for Qin Muhan to stop him. The sleeve arrow hit Yang Zicheng's chest with a "poof", but he did not look at the master who hit the arrow. He looked at Guo Yanran who fell to the ground sadly. The blood had already splashed in front of him, blurring each other.

When Guo Yanran sent a sleeve arrow to Yang Zicheng, the sharp blade in her hand pierced the woman who was stunned by the scene in front of her, and her clear eyes only left grief and indignation.

Yang Zicheng was hit by an arrow, but his body only retreated slightly. He thought he could kill the enemy, but he didn't expect that he had Tiancicada soft armor to protect his body, and the hidden weapon was unharmed.

"Damn bitch, I can't forgive you."

"Yanran!" Qin Muhan shouted in despair. He was pulled and watched the bodyguard pull out the blood sword. Guo Yanran, who was covered with blood, fell to the ground.

After fighting for the last breath, Guo Yanran turned her head to one side. Qin Muhan's call only brought her shame, which made her rather die quickly than look at him again.

Blood is like a rainbow, spewing out and dyeing the world red.

Death is not as painful as being deceived by Qin Muhan. She is destined to have no eyes and mistrust others in this life.

What Yu Guang looked at was the cold eyes thrown by the traitor. From Yang Zicheng's proud face, she saw a strong disdain.

"Father...I'm sorry..." Guo Yanran closed her eyes feebly. If she could do it again, she would not let Qin Muhan deceive and destroy these hateful people early!

Half of the remnant sun dyed the clouds in the sky into a red glow, and half of the sky seemed to have been burned red. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on this body that had long lost breath and was stained red by blood. Only her beautiful face could be recognized.

Seeing that the general trend had gone, Qi Jun abandoned his weapons and surrendered one after another. The sound of fighting faded. Yang Zicheng proudly looked at the Qianyuan Hall close at hand. He smiled and glanced at the blood man on the ground in disgust. He patted his horse forward, "Sink this unknown bitch to Taiye Lake to feed the fish!"