Especially the extremely sensitive monsters.
Soon, the monsters began to retreat. This move was shocking.
They gave up the fat on their lips and began to retreat. They no longer chased the allied soldiers, but retreated in the direction of Han Fei and the others, as if they still felt like asking Han Fei for help.
Han Fei quickly realized something.
What can make the Warcraft show such a direct fearful attitude must be the emergence of another more powerful existence.
Warcraft is a natural predator of the jungle. If a righteous person is afraid before fighting, he must be very powerful.
but…
Who can make the monsters afraid
Han Fei got the answer just when she had this question.
Just because she saw a figure appearing in front of her.
That figure was never familiar.
Wearing black armor, a cold face, and a pair of blood-red eyes, so red that the eyeballs are invisible.
He stood there with a sword in his hand.
The blade of the sword glowed coldly, just like its owner, who was cold and ruthless, exuding bloodthirsty emotions.
Han Fei's heart suddenly hurt, so painful that she could no longer keep her expression calm.
That's... Qin Che.
It was Qin Che who killed many people and left.
However, the him in front of her was no longer the one she was familiar with.
That kind of breath, the cold breath, and the violence that was about to spread were full of unfamiliarity.
Han Fei's first reaction was that he was under control, and Qin Che now was not Qin Che.
It's not the Qin Che she loves anymore.
He was stronger and more ferocious. As soon as he appeared, the monsters retreated.
Han Fei felt that her fingertips were trembling and her back was getting cold.
Everyone behind Han Fei also looked at Qin Che and Han Fei with worry.
They did not expect that the enemy they would face in the end would be Qin Che, their companion, His Majesty's lover, and the most powerful being they were least willing to face.
This contrast made everyone stop, and the atmosphere solidified for a moment.
until…
Qin Che raised his sword.
This gesture completely shattered the last remaining extravagant hope in Han Fei's heart.
He raised his sword at her.
first.
Han Fei closed her eyes tightly, and she also drew her sword.
Wei Nan sighed in his heart, knowing that His Majesty and Lord Divine Guard could no longer look back.
Han Fei did not look back and lowered her voice: "Continue to attack and don't let the allies' troops retreat. Remember, we have no retreat. This battle is the last stop. We...will definitely win."
After saying this, Han Fei took the initiative and rushed over on horseback. She planned to face Qin Che alone.
Wei Nan stopped the other people who wanted to catch up to protect Han Fei. As a lackey, Chi Siwei did not rush to protect her majesty at this time. She just watched Han Fei's galloping back, her eyes filled with excitement. pain.
As those who know Han Fei best, they all clearly understand that this battle is the last battle, and they cannot stop it. They can only make His Majesty more worry-free. This is the last thing they can do.
Chi Siwei raised his hands and shouted: "Soldiers of Yuzhou City! Raise your weapons! Kill!!!"
For peace! Why home! ! ! "
After shouting loudly, there was a powerful echo.
The soldiers in Yuzhou City had red eyes, and blazing flames were burning in their hearts. This was their last battle, this was their last stand!
kill!
Kill them all!
kill!
Kill them to your heart's content!
For peace! For home! ! !
The Jedi counterattack in Yuzhou City kicked off vigorously. Thanks to the previous achievements in culling the monsters, the current allied soldiers are like cowards who have lost their courage. They are no longer as arrogant as before, even if their numbers are small. There were many Yuzhou City soldiers who were also shocked by the rushing over, and they wanted to escape even more.
The battlefield became even more chaotic.
And in the chaos, there is a vacuum zone, where no one comes close, and no one dares to come close.
Han Fei dismounted and stood in front of Qin Che.
Her first glance was a look full of nostalgia.
As if looking at his lover.
The second glance is no longer nostalgia, but determination.
It seems like a final judgment is being made.
Qin Che raised his sword and rushed towards Han Fei.
"Clang—"
The sound of swords clashing almost drowned out all the chaotic noise.
Han Fei only had Qin Che in her eyes, and the other party only had her.
But the only thing like this is to love and kill each other.
Han Fei's fighting power was mostly consumed in that rebirth. She was no longer as powerful as she once was. She had spent too much life force, so after just a few moves, she was at a disadvantage. The armor was damaged.
But she didn't give up, and she didn't drop the sword in her hand even if it trembled.
When they collided again, the distance between them was very close, so close that Han Fei could see her own figure reflected in the blood-red eyes of Qin Che, and how sad her face was.
She had imagined all the scenes between her and him, but she never imagined that one day they would fight each other.
Han Fei's hands were hurt by the powerful collision, but she still resisted. She couldn't help opening her mouth and shouted: "A Che."
Qin Che's movements froze for a moment.
He Bi, who was in the distance, had a gloomy expression on his face, took out a flute himself, and started playing.
The sound of the flute slowly spread far away.
It also reached Qin Che's ears.
The original dullness also disappeared, and he pushed back harder.
"throat-"
The sword flew out.
There were cracks in the armor on Han Fei's chest. The cracks became larger and shattered.
Han Fei fell to the ground, and a mouthful of fishy sweetness came to his throat.
Her sword was stuck in the dirt beyond.
Han Fei just raised her head and looked at the sword stretched out to her neck. It was only a few fingers away and could take her life away.
But it was just that little distance, and Qin Che didn't swing down.
His handsome face became ferocious, as if he was fighting against the sound of horns and flutes.
His eyes were red and black.
He finally spoke, word by word.
"Let's go... let's go..."
He was letting her go.
Even though he was controlled, he was still trying to protect the people he loved.
Han Fei's eyes were moist, and she shouted hoarsely: "Ah
Che…”
"Go... leave..."
Qin Che's sword moved forward slowly, bit by bit. This movement seemed to exhaust all his strength.
Han Fei bit her lower lip fiercely and shouted: "Wake up!! Wake up!! You will not be controlled!! You are Qin Che! You are the person I love the most!! !
The voice was torn and collapsed, as if carrying all her despair.
As soon as Han Fei finished speaking, there was a popping sound in her ears, and the sound of flesh being cut open.
The blood... dripped onto the ground drop by drop, staining the soil.
Han Fei's eyes widened, and the depths of his pupils were full of disbelief.