After fighting in all directions, she finally fell slowly into his cobweb-like conspiracy. She married him, and all the people in the world were the betrothal gift. They were the well-deserved strong men in the world, and they were also well-deserved lovers.
At that time, for her, he removed the demonic poison, endured the pain of his soul being torn apart, and sealed the poison all over his body, just to prevent her from being harmed at all.
Sealing the demonic poison, he was in excruciating pain, and his strength was drastically reduced. He did not reveal any of the pain, but endured it. If there is anything in the world that is love, then this is it.
No one can hurt her in the slightest, not even yourself.
Years passed by and time flew by. When he was defeated and she died, he finally went crazy and went crazy.
He hates, hates his own weakness and powerlessness, and hates his own powerlessness.
In order to bring her back again, he spent everything he had, took the curse, and reincarnated.
In this life, he became the King of Qin, a good-for-nothing prince with disabled legs, and suffered all the neglect.
In this life, she became the unpopular eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Palace. She was fat and wide, and was ridiculed all the time.
They forgot the memories of their past and the entanglement between the two lives, started over, and made contact again.
Once again, she fell in love with him, felt sorry for him, and fiercely protected him.
In three lives and three lives, they experienced so many deaths, drank Meng Po soup, and forgot the memories of their past lives, but they still met and fell in love again.
Han Fei's eyes were dim with tears, and she seemed to be able to see him smiling at her. That gentle smile contained endearment. However, when she wanted to chase him, his smile disappeared and he closed his eyes lifelessly. The look stung her eyes.
"If this life is over, you may wish to wear white clothes, drink tea, watch the breeze, and never be separated from me again."
The last sentence fell slowly, and Han Fei suddenly smiled, but this smile was uglier and sadder than crying.
She could no longer maintain this position. She put her hands on the ground and grabbed the soil with her fingers so hard that her fingers turned white.
"I am willing to go through fire and water for you, no matter what."
In an instant, this sentence ran through their acquaintance.
But this time, she failed, she failed, she failed to fulfill this promise.
Han Fei slowly raised his head and looked at everything around him. In the melee, the demon soldiers were still attacking, the allied soldiers had not yet been eliminated, and the nine armies fought bravely to kill the enemy, but fell one after another. .
The sound of horns in their ears has not stopped yet, and the soldiers in Yuzhou City seem to be almost unable to bear it anymore.
The trend of decadence is getting bigger and bigger bit by bit.
Han Fei faded the smile on her face little by little. She slowly got up and inserted her sword and his sword on the ground in a cross shape.
Then she took a deep look at Qin Che, then turned and left.
On the chaotic battlefield, she walked step by step to the camp, where there was something wrapped in cloth.
She opened the cloth one by one, and there were eighteen drums.
That's her drum.
The Goddess's Drum has not been seen for a long time.
Han Fei took out the drumstick and let out a deep breath.
Then, she threw the drum into the air, held it in her backhand, and struck the first sound with a bang.
"Dong-"
heavy and vigorous
The sound of drums seemed to break through the dawn of the dark night.
There was a moment of silence on the battlefield.
"Dong-"
The soldiers in Yuzhou City stopped.
As they listened to the drums, their aching bodies slowly began to feel less painful.
"Dong-"
The originally permeating horn sound was completely interrupted, the demons stopped, and their originally blood-red eyes became clearer.
"Dong-"
He Bi's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth as he continued to increase the sound of the horn, trying to drown out the sound of the drums.
"Dong dong—"
The drumbeat slowly became more intense.
And Han Fei gradually became immersed in the sound of drums.
However, everyone could hear that this time the drum beat was full of sadness.
It is a kind of power that works hard in despair, which is more shocking than before, and it is also more powerful.
I don't know who yelled.
"Come on!!!"
Then there was a vigorous response.
The soldiers of Yuzhou City, who had been in decline, gathered their strength again and launched an attack.
war!
Fight to the end!
[The hardest thing to crack is the easiest thing to crack.]
If you want to break the Demon's Sorrow's control over the demons, the best way is to destroy the Demon's Sorrow. This is the simplest way to crack it.
Han Fei's drumming was like an unreasonable guard, constantly driving away the devil's mourning.
The demons began to show painful expressions, and their minds gradually became clearer. They found their own consciousness. With the help of drums, they continued to fight against the demonic mourning, and constantly wanted to be free.
At this time, Han Fei's elegant figure was still whirling between the drums. Her posture was gentle, her dance was graceful, her movements were natural, her hair was flying, and her sleeves were fluttering.
She is as beautiful as a painting.
But there are still a few sparkling water drops in the air.
Those were her tears.
"Dong-"
This drumbeat is despair.
"Dong-"
This drumbeat is mourning.
"Dong-"
This drumbeat is of reluctance.
"Dong-"
This drum sound is nostalgia.
"Dong-"
This drumbeat... is rebirth.
Nirvana rebirth.
In her body, deep within the layers of shackles sealed, there seemed to be a breaking sound.
Creak.
It broke apart and opened the hole.
A warm golden light slowly emanated from Han Fei's body.
But her expression seemed to be dyed with a layer of brilliance, sacred and inviolable.
Slowly, the damaged armor and costume on her body were wrapped in golden light and were quietly changing.
Slowly, a golden dress appeared on her body.
The hem of the skirt rotates, flying like waves in the sound of drums.
A clear ringing sound rang in my ears.
She was barefoot, and the bells tied to her ankles made sounds as she danced.
Her hair continued to grow long, reaching her feet and flying in the air.
At this moment, Han Fei's face seemed to be illuminated by a layer of radiance, and under the radiance, a mark was reflected on her forehead. Looking closely, it was the symbol of a flower.
At this time, Han Fei is no longer Han Fei.
"Dong-"
The sound of the drums rose instantly.
At this moment, the sun penetrated the surging sea of clouds and shone in the valley.
, shining on everyone.
At this moment, the blood redness in the eyes of the demons no longer disappeared. They opened their eyes, bathed in the sunshine, and shed tears.
At this moment, the soldiers who fell on the ground seemed to come to life one by one. They stood up again, and the wounds on their bodies were slowly healing.
At this moment, Qingyu, who was far away in the demon world, finally showed his long-lost smile.
He murmured to himself, with a touch of sigh, a touch of relief, and a touch of understanding.
"Finally... Nirvana is reborn."