Chapter 146: All the confusion of the hearts are Shura

It was like a thunder exploded directly in his mind. Zhuo Bufan was stunned. Suddenly, he screamed.

"Impossible, no, look, her chest is still rising and falling, she is still breathing! Impossible! The little bell will not be wrong, my little bell will definitely not be wrong!"

At the end of the shouting, tears had already blurred my eyes. The cramps in my heart made me unable to bear it. My mind was filled with the shadows of the little bell laughing and jumping. I kept saying something to me in her simple and stiff words, but I couldn't hear what she said clearly.

In front of him, Yizhihua was carefully dealing with the wound of Xiaoling. He pulled out a silk thread from his underwear and twisted an embroidery needle to suture the wound on his forehead. The trauma was just a skin trauma. No matter how terrible the wound was, it would heal on the day. However, the internal organs were severely ruptured and damaged. Although the blood flow was slowed down through acupuncture, the damage in the inner palace could not heal before the body died. As a martial arts master, Yizhihua naturally understood that if he suffered such injuries, he would undoubtedly die. However, looking at Zhuo Bufan who had lost his mind, his tears also flowed down. How could he bear to persuade him?

After killing the Taoist priest, the Dragon Army suddenly became silent. All the soldiers, including Bai Bing, stared blankly at Zhuo Bufan, who was almost collapsed. They watched them happily and cheerful and conquered all the young commanders of the Dragon Army soldiers with their enlightenment, wisdom, loyalty and humor that were different from anyone. At this time, they felt that the general was just a big child.

Everyone knows the feelings between Zhuo Bufan and Xiao Lingdang, the general's wife. Along the way, the laughter and joy of Zhuo Bufan and Xiao Lingdang always infect everyone, making the boring march no longer unbearable. The love and lingering of the young couple moved everyone, and even their occasional absurd behavior became an interesting seasoning in everyone's life. At this time, the soldiers realized that they had never known when they had already loved this cheerful, lively and beautiful exotic girl so much.

She would not have died, and as long as Zhuo Bufan enters the building, she will be exchanged and escaped. However, she jumped without hesitation in the sight of everyone, for the sake of why, just for Zhuo Bufan, she used her life to keep her lover away from danger.

Everyone has no idea what happened above at that time, and they don’t need to know it. What you see is enough.

Bai Bing didn't know what to do, and wanted to comfort the big boy but didn't know how to speak. At this time, the palace was still surrounded by soldiers of the Dragon Army who were gradually getting angry in their eyes.

"Baofan, you, you are mourning." Bai Bing said stutteringly.

"What? What did you say? Who is mourning? Why mourn? She is not dead! Little Lingdang is not dead! You, take your words back!" Zhuo Bufan roared like a big child, his eyes wide open, and he stared at Bai Bing.

Bai Bing felt aggrieved, but more pity and worry covered her emotions and whispered: "Yes, I said the wrong thing, I will take it back. Xiao Lingling will definitely be fine." After a pause, she continued: "What should we do with these soldiers?" She wanted to use other things to temporarily distract Zhuo Bufan's attention.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the palace in a twilight manner. Downstairs, a large number of soldiers gathered together tremblingly, as if they wanted to use the crowding of others to provide some courage. The summer morning was so cold, it was so cold that it felt so cold in their hearts. The volley of the Shenlong Army had scared them to pieces. At this time, many people had already begun to throw away their weapons, looked at this side pitifully, and began to pray for a way out.

"They?" Bai Bing's method worked. Zhuo Bufan slowly stood up. The little bell was very good under the care of Yihua, as if he was asleep.

"They were originally subordinates of Xiao Lingdang and his mother." Zhuo Bufan's voice calmed down.

"They should have protected their king and protected my little bell." The voice gradually became cold.

Bai Bing suddenly shivered involuntarily as he listened to Zhuo Bufan's tone, and he began to regret his thoughts of distracting Zhuo Bufan.

"The meaning of their lives is to ensure the safety of the king. Now, they no longer have the value of continuing to exist." Zhuo Bufan's face was still covered with tears, but his aura gradually changed, as if there was nothingness in front of him, or the Hami soldiers in front of him were a group of ants.

However, the soldiers of the Shenlong Army were gradually ignited by Zhuo Bufan's cold words. As Zhuo Bufan's subordinates and brothers, they gradually understood the general's meaning and deeply felt the general's pain. Therefore, their own hearts were also dominated by pain and anger. Finally, they received the expected order from their general.

"kill!"

Bai Bing looked at the countless cerebral cerebral blooming again in a daze. The palace in front of him was bathed in a pouring rain of bullets, countless smoke, glass and wood chips splattered, and countless blood flowers bloomed in it. In front of him, the soldiers of Hami twisted their bodies in pain, and snowflakes bloomed from the inside out. The huge continuous roar of the dragon gun made him unable to hear any other sounds in an instant. In this silence that was obviously noisy but strange, Zhuo Bufan laughed to the sky, but clearly saw his tears surging.

Zhuo Bufan's order was executed the most thoroughly. What he meant was that no one in the palace had any meaning of existence, because they all betrayed the master they once supported and betrayed their little bell. After destroying all the soldiers, the Shenlong Army, who had already had red eyes, drew out the sabers and rushed to all directions of the imperial city like the Nether Cavalry rushing out of hell, and used the sabers to harvest every life they saw. A word rang in everyone's heart. These people were sinners who hurt the general. The general said that they had no meaning of continuing to exist, kill!

At this moment, all the soldiers of the Dragon Army were Purgatory Shura.

Zhuo Bufan no longer paid attention to anything around him, and only the little bell was left in his eyes. The guards carefully carried the little bell with the stretcher made of door panels and quilts, and slowly walked out of the palace. Zhuo Bufan held the little bell's unconscious hand tightly and accompanied him next to him.

"Silly, I said my husband will be fine, why do you jump down? Do you know that when I see you sad, I will cry, and when I see you suffer, I will feel distressed. When you are ready, I must slap your little butt hard so that you will not listen to me." As he said, tears flowed down again. Zhuo Bufan had actually understood Yizhihua's words for a long time, and knew that what a master like him must be right, but he was just unwilling to admit it.

Countless fires gradually rose in the palace, and Zhuo Bufan's anger was vented through the Shenlong Army in the Hami Palace.

It is hard to fly in both directions, and the confusion of the heart is Shura.
Chapter completed!