The cold wind roared, Xiao Huaiyu roared, and his body burst out with strong energy in an instant, and he slashed with his palm, but when he saw that he was about to slash the prince, he suddenly stopped his hand. His resolute face showed a sad look, and he slowly withdrew his hand...

At this moment, his whole body seemed to have suddenly been extracted from his soul, and his body fell forward and lay on the snow.

When the prince saw Xiao Huaiyu slashing with his palm, he didn't expect that Xiao Huaiyu could slash out this palm under such circumstances. His face suddenly changed and was extremely pale. However, when Xiao Huaiyu's palm was about to cut on him, he stopped. The prince's hand trembled, let go of the dagger, and his whole body became even softer, and he collapsed on the ground.

...

If Xiao Huaiyu hadn't had the continuous confrontation with Sima Qingtian and Du Wufeng, almost exhausted all his energy, otherwise even if the prince's dagger approached Xiao Huaiyu's back, Xiao Huaiyu would have the ability to dodge in an instant.

But he had been severely damaged. If it weren't for his strong will, he would have fallen.

Under severe damage, his facial features and six senses were naturally impossible to maintain his peak state, or even at the lowest point. Moreover, his ability to respond quickly and other than his injuries was greatly weakened.

The most important thing is that he never thought in his heart that the prince would stab him with this dagger.

While he was regulating his breath, he naturally felt that the prince walked behind him, but he never expected that the young prince would have such a huge conspiracy in his heart.

The prince of Dayan State actually stabbed the dagger at the general of Dayan State. Xiao Huaiyu had no premonition of this self-destruction of the Great Wall.

If his body was not severely damaged, even if ten princes attacked him, he would never let the prince succeed.

But at this moment, at the weakest moment in his life, his psychological defense was also the most relaxed moment. Prince Yan seized this opportunity and stabbed the dagger at the pillar of Yan State.

With Xiao Huaiyu's roar, Han Mo also opened his eyes and saw a scene that shocked him.

Before climbing Tianya Peak, Han Mo was always worried about Xiao Huaiyu's safety, and even felt that this situation was set up by the prince to deal with Xiao Huaiyu.

But after he waited for Dengfeng, he saw the dead Sima Qingtian and the dead Shang Zhongli, but suddenly felt that it was possible that the prince and Xiao Huaiyu joined forces to get rid of other famous generals.

Even now, the situation at the top of Tianya Peak is still not solved.

Although he was wary of the prince, it was difficult for Han Mo to believe that the prince would do stupid things that would destroy the Great Wall by himself.

He even harder to believe that the prince would take action at this time, and suddenly attack in front of him.

He was stunned for a moment, watching Xiao Huaiyu's mountain-like body slowly lying on the ground, and seeing the sad expression on his firm face, Han Mo's mind went blank for a moment.

How could this happen?

Why is this happening?

How could a generation of military gods, Xiao Huaiyu, who had been guarding the northwest for more than ten years for the sake of the Great Yan Kingdom without any complaints, made the enemy country afraid to step into Yanjing? How could such a result be?

How could he die in such a shameless sneak attack?

Suddenly, Han Mo felt the blood in his body rolling up. He instantly pulled out a dagger and rushed towards the prince like a cheetah.

The prince collapsed on the ground, his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Seeing Han Mo pounce on him, he was powerless to dodge. When he saw Han Mo's eyes red and he was crazy, he instantly rushed to him. The cold dagger had stabbed him.

Han Mo's blood was boiling at this time, and he didn't care that the prince of Yan was under him. At this moment, he just wanted to pierce the man in front of him with a dagger.

"stop!"

Just as the dagger in Han Mo's hand was about to pierce the prince's throat, Xiao Huaiyu roared with all his strength, "Don't kill him!"

Han Mo's dagger pressed against the prince's throat, turned around and looked at Xiao Huaiyu.

Xiao Huaiyu was lying on the ground, breathing very weakly, and he seemed very tired. He just lay on the ground to rest for a while, but the blood flowing from behind his back dyed the snow under him red.

Xiao Huaiyu's eyes, with a little helplessness, looked at the prince quietly, "Why do you want to do this..."

Prince Yan finally came to his senses, and his face also showed a sense of perseverance. He looked at Xiao Huaiyu and said slowly: "For the sake of Dayan and for myself, you will die!"

Xiao Huaiyu's eyes moved away from Prince Yan and looked at the sky.

Snowflakes are falling.

So pure!

The human heart is so sinister!

The white snowflakes fell on his firm face. He couldn't feel the coldness, but instead felt that the snowflakes were so pure.

"You monsters shouldn't exist in this world." The prince said hatefully: "Your existence will make the world unfair, and your existence will make me, Dayan, a family to be a toy."

Xiao Huaiyu looked at the sky quietly, and his voice was soft and soft: "You are wrong, I... just want to protect the people living on the land behind me...!"

"Xiao Huaiyu, if you don't die, I can't avenge you." The prince's eyes also turned red and he said sternly: "Do you know that for ten years, I haven't been thinking about revenge for a day, but as long as you don't die, I can't avenge you!"

Xiao Huaiyu still didn't look at him, but just looked at the sky quietly, as if his thoughts had floated out of the sky.

"Do you remember my mother?" The prince clenched his fists: "How did she die? Do you know? Well, let me tell you that she died in the hands of your good sister. She thought she was unaware of it, but she didn't know that what she did had been discovered by me."

Han Mo still pressed the prince to the ground, and the dagger was still aimed at the prince's throat, but it did not stab. At this time, these words from the prince made Han Mo even more shocked.

Xiao Huaiyu's sister is naturally the current harem Concubine Xiao.

The prince's mother is naturally the princess who died before the emperor ascended the throne.

According to the prince's words, the death of the prince's concubine who died early seemed to be the murderous move of Concubine Xiao.

"She killed my mother, so I swear that I will destroy the entire Xiao family and avenge my mother." The prince's voice was cold: "I have been waiting for ten years, because I know that if I want to destroy the Xiao family, you Xiao Huaiyu must die!"

Xiao Huaiyu sighed lightly, blood began to spill out of the corners of his mouth, his face became paler and his breath gradually weakened.

"I have been waiting for ten years and can no longer wait." The prince coughed. As he coughed, blood actually spilled out of the corners of his mouth. The blood turned dark red, which was very strange.

Han Mo suddenly remembered that the prince was coughing and vomiting blood in the palace, and he was covering it with a black handkerchief. At this time, it seemed that the prince was indeed terminally ill.

The prince looked at Han Mo and sneered: "Han Mo, I asked you, if you were me, what would you do when your mother was killed? Will you ignore it?" His eyes were also red: "Even the vulgar people in the village know how to take revenge. I am the prince of Dayan, can't even compare with the rural villager? Han Mo, is this wrong for my mother to avenge my mother?"

Han Mo gritted his teeth and said, "You destroyed the Great Wall for your own selfishness. Do you know that in this way, how many enemies will laugh and how many relatives will cry?"

The prince actually made a strange laugh, "Sima Qingtian is dead, Shang Zhongli is dead, and the great enemy of Yan State has gone. What is the use of Xiao Huaiyu?"

Han Mo could hardly control himself by listening to the prince's harsh laughter and wanted to pierce his throat with a dagger. Seeing that Xiao Huaiyu's breath became weaker and weaker, Han Mo felt extremely sad in his heart. He stood up, slowly walked to Xiao Huaiyu, knelt down beside him, and quietly looked at Xiao Huaiyu's face.

The last moment of the life of the God of War seemed very calm, without anger, and only with sadness.

...

"There will be chaos in the capital..." Xiao Huaiyu turned his gaze from the sky to Han Mo. Although his breath was weak, his voice was very calm: "The camp would also be chaos... Holding my military talisman, first pacify the camp, then pacify Yanjing, use all means, and there is no need to worry... You promise me not... to hurt the royal family!"

Xiao Huaiyu used his last power to take out the golden military talisman from his arms. It was the golden sword military talisman of the Northwest General, with a length of the middle finger and exquisite and beautiful.

When the prince saw the military talisman, his eyes showed excitement. However, when he saw Xiao Huaiyu handing the military talisman into Han Mo's hands, his pupils immediately contracted.

Han Mo showed extreme sadness on his face.

Xiao Huaiyu put the military talisman into Han Mo's hand and said calmly: "My father... is old, so don't be afraid of him..." He turned his gaze back to the sky, watching the snowflakes fall down one by one, and whispered softly: "Forty years of life are like morning dew, the moon reflected in the water. Life is like a dream, and the beauty is fleeting in an instant! Failure and annihilation are just fate, cause and effect, looking at the world, dreams are like water, one withered, a flower, one grass, one tree, one snow... Finally, there will be a time to wither...!" He sighed lightly, and his voice was sad: "I... let it be like this in my life..."

A clean snowflake fell on his forehead, and a generation of war god slowly closed his eyes and passed away.

For a moment, there was another silent sound on Tianya Peak.

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ps: Some people say that Xiao Huaiyu knew that the prince was trying to harm him, so why would he not be prepared? I wondered when the book wrote that Xiao Huaiyu knew that the prince was trying to harm him? As for how could Xiao Huaiyu be stabbed by such a powerful person? The reason is very simple. He continually competed with Sima Qingtian and Du Wufeng, and was hit by a black iron arrow next to his heart. His entire body strength and energy were completely exhausted. He supported it all by will. This was easy to analyze.

Xiao Huaiyu never thought from beginning to end that the prince would kill him. If there were only three people left in Yafeng today, how could he have thought that the prince would stab him behind him? He is a human, not a god.

Whether physically or mentally, Xiao Huaiyu was already at the lowest point in his life. It is normal for the prince to seize this opportunity.

As for Han Mo, although he felt that things were strange, from beginning to end, the book did not say that he was sure that the prince must kill Xiao Huaiyu. When he went to Tianya Peak, Xiao Huaiyu was the one who survived. He would naturally relax his vigilance a little, and he could not have thought that the prince would actually kill Xiao Huaiyu in front of him.

As for the unreasonable shouting, it was nothing more than preconceived ideas. They thought the prince had the intention to kill, so they all felt that Xiao Huaiyu and Han Mo should be very careful.

I will explain this so I won’t say much more.

Those who make suggestions and express doubts are those who read books seriously, and the desert bows to you for thanking you.

If you don’t write well, please be considerate. At least I have really considered and measured it carefully. Haha, thank you for your opinions!
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