Chapter 930: Bloodshed
Wen Ning didn't dare to cry. She gritted her teeth and stood on the city wall, looking at her husband without blinking.
I feel sad and worried.
Lu Zhengyue's hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably, and he was already blood-thirsty.
"Shanshan, come back. Shanshan..." His throat was already hoarse. His brother had caused such a huge disaster, and the Lu family could not escape the blame.
Cancan rushed out of the door with one step deep and one step shallow. The world had already become a sea of blood.
Each step left a bloody footprint, and when he slipped, his hands were covered in blood.
She swallowed in fear and kept running.
"Save sister A'man, save sister A'man...Grandpa and grandma...Dad and mom, where are you..." She looked at her uncle who was killing people in the air, and a trace of fear flashed in her bright and clear eyes.
"Zong Bai, I don't know what kind of heaven-defying method you used to revive and regain the throne of God. But as long as I am alive, I will never let you disrupt the rules of the Three Realms!" Hanchuan could not hide his anger, but fortunately, he found the fire of life.
Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.
He couldn't even help but feel fear for Lu Chaochao, Zong Bai and others.
Lu Chaochao's strength is beyond ordinary people.
"Gods of the three realms, listen to my command! Attack the mortal world with all your might, and kill the evil god at all costs!"
There were sounds of fighting and killing everywhere, smoke filled the ground, and even the moat outside Beizhao City was dyed bright red.
Countless blood turned into turbid air, and Shanshan's power became stronger and stronger.
Lu Yanshu was dressed in white. He didn't know when he became so thin, and his clothes were empty.
"Shanshan, if you continue to absorb the turbid air, you will be addicted to desire and unable to escape. You will lose your last line of defense as a human being!"
"Rong Xiangshan, look at me!" Lu Yanshu saw the world that was like purgatory, and felt a sense of powerless despair.
"If you commit crimes and bring disaster to the world, even if you are my own brother, I will never forgive you!"
"Shanshan, our brotherhood is over now." Lu Yanshu closed his eyes fiercely.
He was originally a weak scholar, but at this moment he raised the spear in his hand and rushed straight towards Shanshan.
He is just a mortal, how can his flesh and blood compare with the iron walls and solid fortresses of gods? But he could only move forward, forward...
That's his younger brother.
Shanshan seemed to be shocked by the murderous intent in his eyes and was stunned for a moment.
The spear pierced his chest...
With a puff.
Shanshan looked down at her chest. The spear had penetrated her chest, but a huge force pierced through Lu Yanshu.
Lu Yanshu cried out, tears welling up in his eyes, and looked at Shanshan with almost pleading eyes.
His hot blood splashed on Shanshan's cheek, hot and burning.
I even shivered from the heat.
"You deserve to die for hurting my master!"
Lu Yanshu didn't even have time to react. He flew out like a kite with a broken string, and when he landed he spat out a mouthful of blood.
With a clang, the spear fell to the ground.
A sharp sword pierced through his back. He lowered his head and could see the tip of the sword flashing with cold light.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a lot of blood gushed out.
With a bang, he knelt on one knee.
"Shanshan... go home. Big... Big brother, I don't blame you. Big brother is waiting for you, go home..." He curled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, but was in so much pain that he couldn't smile.
The men of the Lu family will fight and die on the battlefield and will never retreat.
He raised his head with all his strength and looked at his white-haired mother from afar.
Xu Shiyun stared blankly at everything in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes. She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. But at this moment, she was like a fish about to suffocate, her throat was blocked and she couldn't utter a word.
Yanshu, her Yanshu...
"Uncle, uncle..." Cancan rushed in, only to see this tragic scene.
The shrill cries reached the sky.
Chen Shuang heard a familiar cry and looked in the direction of the sound.
Cancan was seen standing helplessly in the middle of the battlefield, with blood splattered on her fair face, crying loudly while hugging a dying man in white.
Shanshan stood there in a daze. At that moment, he felt a chill rushing to the top of his head and the blood in his body almost froze.
Big Brother...
"I hate you, I hate you. Little uncle, I hate you. I will never forgive you again, and I never want to see you again. Wuuuu, Daddy... Daddy, I'm so scared. Daddy, come quickly!" Cancan wanted to hug her uncle, but although her uncle was thin, he was no longer someone she, a child, could support.
Lu Yanshu's body slipped down and she couldn't hold him anymore.
The little person pointed at the big devil, and Shen Shuang's heart started beating fast with fear.
Chen Shuang held the sword in one hand and blocked Cancan directly: "You won't even let such a young child go?"
Shanshan looked at Cancan deeply, then turned and left.
Chen Shuang was a little suspicious. How could this devil not take any action?
But now I have no time to think deeply, looking at Cancan's anxious face: "Cancan, why are you here? This is not the place for you, I will send you away."
Cancan hugged Lu Yanshu and refused to let go: "Sister..." Woo woo woo, her uncle never married in his life and treated her like his own daughter. Cancan's tears flowed like a fountain.
In just one day, her world collapsed.
The world and relatives she was familiar with gradually left, and the world became strange bit by bit. Cancan hoped that this was just a nightmare. When I wake up, I will be back to the starting point, and my grandmother will smile and call me to wake up and go to school.
Shen Shuang paused.
"Sister Chen Shuang, why do you help the tyrant? Do you also discriminate against mortals and think that mortals should not live? Do you want to deprive us of our living space just because we are weak? Do we deserve to die just because we are weak?"
Chen Shuang suddenly looked up at the sky, his heart shrouded in a shadow.
"Wow..." Lu Chaochao suddenly spat out a mouthful of turbid blood, supported himself on the ground with one hand, and his hair fell down.
In her mind, her elder brother was holding her, calling her...
Morning, morning...
A Ci couldn't see her expression clearly, he only saw a tear fall and sink into the soil.
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