"Everyone, I have been following me for nearly ten years."

"It has been ten years since Yizhou to the East China Sea, to Dingyuan City in the north, and to Daxue Mountain in the west."

"Ten years of victory, ten years of joy and sorrow... Even if you die with the coalition forces of the princes today, Yun will have no regrets in this life!"

The young man on the city wall picked up the wine pot, took a sip into his mouth, and chuckled slightly.

The wine flowed down the corners of his lips, flowed through his chin, and dripped onto the scales, showing a bloody color. It was blood, and his scales solidified into blood-colored spots, bit by bit, and there was still flesh and blood that had just splattered. Naturally, the wine flowed on it, and it was no longer wine, but blood, scarlet blood.

No, or rather, it is still wine, wine made of blood.

Yun Ting smiled on his face and handed the wine pot to the female general beside him. His eyes fell in the distance. Looking at everything in front of him, a wisp of blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, dripping, like the wine that had not been finished just now, flowing on the armor. This ray of flowing blood seemed extremely abrupt and eye-catching among the already stagnant blood marks.

"Dingdong, player Yun Ting's qi and blood are rushing to attack his heart, and his upper limit of qi and blood are reduced by 20%, and his skill effect is reduced." Listening to the system's prompt, Yun Ting didn't feel anything. He just looked at it blankly, his eyes as bright as gemstones were covered with a layer of gray, no longer as smart as before. Only two scarlet points remained in it, but it was the blood on the battlefield reflected in his pupils.

"Yun Ting, whether it is life or death, my Changsun Wangqing will be with you." The female general raised her head, the sun was a little dazzling, making her beautiful eyes narrow slightly. The wine flowed down her red lips into her throat, making her look even more tempting. But the bloody spear standing in front of her, and the blood holes lying on her chest that penetrated her back, all meant that this was a flower, a flower that could kill people.

Changsun Wangqing stood quietly, just like from the beginning, whether it was life or death, facing tens of thousands of East China Sea pirates, surrounded by tens of thousands of cavalry of the Huns. He was trapped in the lonely city, raiding thousands of miles, or conquering the giant city. No matter what he was facing, she was like this, standing beside him.

Never wavered, never, never retreated. I didn’t before, I didn’t know it now, and I won’t know it anymore.

"Yes, only death." She murmured softly, and a smile appeared on her face. She threw the wine pot in her hand down, and with a "bang", the wine splashed everywhere with the fragments. She took off the longbow she carried on her back, drew the arrow, and put the strings.

With the slight sound of arrow feathers breaking through the air, an enemy general who was rushing on the battlefield was incredibly covering his throat, suddenly fell off his horse, and fell heavily under the flying smoke and dust.

Changsun Wangqing continued to pull the bow and string. His slender arms were originally supposed to be used to thread needles, but they were not inferior to those used to kill people, and even more so. They have a cool beauty in their hearts than Nu Hong.

"Lord, are you okay?" A middle-aged man dressed in a literati looked at Yun Ting and asked anxiously. But suddenly he thought of something. He waved the wooden stick with colorful light in his hand, and a green light flew out from the tip of the stick and sank into Yun Ting's body.

"The strategist Chen Gong used the skill "Rejuvenation" for you. Since the player suffered internal injuries, the skill effect was invalid."

"I'm fine." Yun Ting turned around and nodded to Chen Gong.

For some reason, Yun Ting suddenly felt lonely. Just like he had just come to this world called Three Kingdoms, the loneliness he first came to at that time. He did not expect that he had so many friends, brothers, and even more so his subordinates, but disappeared from his eyes one by one.

Yes, loneliness. In my heart, Yun Ting said this to himself, suddenly feeling extremely tired.

"Player Yun Ting is exhausted, his qi and blood, and his mental decline is 30%. Due to fatigue, he blocks the skill grid."

"Lord, with my Gao Shun in the eight hundred camps, I will definitely keep you from doing anything! Let millions of people behave! Even if I die, I will definitely keep you from doing anything!" Gao Shun, who stood behind Yun Ting, spoke silently, his voice was cold and without any emotion, but he had a strong sense of confidence.

"Stamping the formation, trapping the formation! Attacking everything is omnipotent, defending no one can break, it is easy to shake the mountain, but it is difficult to shake the camp!" More than 800 soldiers from neatly arranged camp behind him tapped the heavy shield in their hands with their knives, shouting loudly, and the sound was shaking. The battlefield in the distance seemed to be in fear for a moment. Yun Ting never spoke again, but just stood quietly at the top of the city and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Waves of bows and arrows sank into the crowd like heavy rain. Countless wails, screams, flesh and swords, mixed with each other, spreading into the hell of the world. Although the bright yellow color on the battlefield was gradually eroded by various chess and banners, slowly disappeared, and was about to be submerged, but it rose up again and persisted. The bright yellow color was rooted in the hearts of soldiers, generals and strategists like faith.

"Kill, kill, kill!" There was a dazzling white in the bright yellow color. They were wearing white clothes, light armor under them, holding two light crossbows in their hands, and long swords on their waists. Almost facing the enemy, this white square formation crashed into the torrent, but it was not destroyed. Instead, a vacuum belt appeared on their bodies. The ground was covered with the corpses of enemy soldiers shot to death by crossbows, and the white clothes on their bodies were covered with blood, turning into dazzling and terrifying bright red bloody clothes. Although the enemy in front of them was a hundred times or thousands of times, like a wave rolling in the sea, which could disappear at any time, but they had never retreated, including now and in the future, even if they were destroyed, they would burst out with beautiful light!

"Come first, climb first, even if you die, kill, kill, kill!" The general in the square roared loudly, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, revealing a bloodthirsty light. His armor could no longer tell the original color, and there were solidified black and red blood clots and minced meat in some places.

"Ruo Wu Pear Blossoms." A soft cry, accompanied by hundreds of thousands of screams, bloomed in the enemy's formation, with white and light pear blossoms, like fireworks, making loneliness. Under each white and blooming pear blossom, there were several people, and the blood of more than a dozen enemy soldiers disappeared. Where the silver spear pointed, when the pear blossoms bloomed, they were invincible and unstoppable. The pear blossoms were covered with blood, white and blood intertwined, accompanied by screams, monster and cruel. There were even many enemy soldiers who died under the spear, who didn't know how the tip of the spear pierced into their chests and how they died!

The Silver Armor General rushed into the enemy formation of millions of people alone. The originally sunny and handsome face was covered with a layer of unsolvable coldness, and he was silently harvesting his life. It seemed that only in this way could he reduce his coldness by a minute. But soon, six enemy generals met at the Silver Armor General. The breath of their bodies was extremely stagnant, and they could tell at a glance that it was not a mortal hand. The Silver Armor General stopped the killing, rode his horse back, and threw the silver spear into the sky, as if he didn't even need weapons, so he was about to run away.

"Neal." The white horse neighed and stood up suddenly. The silver-armored general on its back was not affected at all. He took off the longbow on his back at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and the arrows were ready with his right hand.

"Swish, swish, swish..." Ten sounds of breaking through the air sounded. The Silver Armor General turned around and shot one of the six enemy generals four times in a row between these three breaths. Each time, three arrows blocked the upper, middle and lower three directions. The last arrow actually pointed at the enemy general's sky spirit cap, which was almost a death situation! The Silver Armor General showed a cruel smile, stretched out his ape's arm to catch the falling silver spear, and lifted the horse rope, the white horse turned around and met the five enemy generals chasing him.

Why are there five? Because the sixth one was dead, he became the unjust soul of the silver-armored general. An arrow was firmly nailed to the cover of the sky spirit. At this time, the enemy general's face still retained the confusion of his life, his surprised face, and his eyes wide open were reluctant to close.

"Zilong, Zhang Liao is here to help you." A black-armored general led a team of cavalry in black outfits to rush forward and cut a road from the battlefield. Anything that dared to block the iron hooves would be crushed and the price of death would be paid.

Yun Ting gently pulled the corner of his mouth, showing a bright smile, which never faded. "Even if you are just virtual, just a bunch of data, we used to be together, breathe together, laugh together, drink and eat meat together, and trample through the years together. Although this is a bit old-fashioned, it seems familiar in the ancient martial arts drama and historical drama, but that is enough." Yun Ting thought silently, disappearing, existing, and distant faces flashed in his mind, which were passing by. He slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly, two lines of blood and tears flowed down from Yun Ting's eyes, making his originally handsome face evil.

"Although it's going to end, I'm not destroyed by you. I can only be destroyed by myself. If you want to play, I will play with you! Everyone will die, all of them will die!" Yun Ting opened his eyes suddenly, and two bloody red spots emerged from his eyes. The numbers on the data panel in front of him kept jumping and moving down quickly. Many options that could have been operated were frozen and turned gray.

"Forget it." Yun Ting shouted softly.

"Hmm?" Changsun Wangqing turned his head and looked at Yun Ting worriedly.

"sorry."

"Warning, the player Yun Ting was broken into ten cities, please quickly organize the force to regain, or defend." "Warning, warning, and warn the player Yun Ting again..." "Goodbye, all of this, Zilong, Ziyi, Fengxiao, Gongtai, Wenyuan, Shunzi, Ju Yi. There are those who are even more stinky than fireworks and lonely." Yun Ting murmured to himself, and pointed his finger at an option on the panel.

"Warning, will player Yun Ting give up the city and destroy it? Your general will step down, the soldiers will become refugees or rioters, and everything will be returned to zero. Please make sure again."

"I'm sorry, I've been just a coward from the beginning. Or, I'm just a selfish person, I dare not take it or bear it. I don't want to see any of you die again."

"I thought I could dominate everything if I dominate my own destiny. But I didn't know that it was not enough to dominate my own destiny, but I also had to dominate the fate of others. But that was someone else, not myself." The blood on Yun Ting's mouth became redder and redder.

"I'm sure." As soon as Yun Ting finished speaking, a rumbling sound was heard around him, and the city under his feet was quickly destroyed and turned into a ruin.

"Yun Ting, you bastard!" Changsun Wangqing shouted hysterically.

"No!" A few roars of grief and anger came from the battlefield, but Yun Ting could no longer see or hear it. With a flash of light, Yun Ting had disappeared on the city wall.

"Goodbye. Yun Ting." On the battlefield in the distance, a man leaning against the sky looked out and saw him off.

"Dingdong, Wuhou Yunting was defeated in the turbulent chaos on the continent. Since then, there has been an additional loser in history, but please remember his past stories." The huge voice of the system spread throughout every part of the Three Kingdoms. All the players who heard it were shocked, some were happy, some were sad, and everyone's reaction was different.

"The **** system, remember the past. If that boy Yun Ting hadn't destroyed all the things in the territory, players would have remembered it a little." On a noodle stall, a man in a black robe lined with white clothes said vaguely. He was destroying the spicy and sour fish soup on the table, and there were more than a dozen empty bowls next to it. He was still eating the spicy and sour fish soup. His slightly thin body seemed like a bottomless pit, devouring all food.

"The player Meng Shen Ji insults the system, give a warning. If there is another next time, it will be given a punishment from heaven." Meng Shen Ji greedily drank the soup base of the spicy and sour fish fillet soup, smashing his mouth. Even though the soup base was filled with a little salty taste of tears, he seemed to not feel it. "**** Yun Ting, ****'s system, I'm still alive, every day!" Meng Shen Ji smiled disdainfully, but his movements were not slow. He had already thrown a piece of silver and ran to the wild quickly.

At the same time, the system's unchanging mechanical synthesizer sound has been heard in his ears: "The player's Dream God Machine insults the system for six times and will be given six heavenly deportations. Please be careful, sincerely and gratefully to accept the punishment."

"The system next door of Mala, aren't you just a few times? The previous one was not a warning, but the other days were in Riyunting, don't accept it yourself, okay?" Meng Shenji roared angrily. But the sound was soon covered by the thunder sound, "Boom, boom..." Eight loud noises continued to sound, but the man in black robe had no idea where he ran to, leaving huge deep pits on the way he had advanced.

"Dude you, I'm just a helper!" Meng Shenji couldn't help but scream in grief and anger as the thunder sounded.

"The player is malicious and speaks badly, and adds ten additional punishments to heaven."

"Ahhhhhh!"

A few days later, a bomb was dropped again in the world that was still shaking. "The War Alliance left the garrison at the battlefield, together with 30,000 NPC soldiers, more than ten senior generals, and five three-star strategists, were mysteriously poisonous. All were killed in battle, and the entire war palace became a terrifying cemetery. According to the famous Three Kingdoms critic Zhang Xiaohua, this may be the shocking work of the late Wuhou Yunting's friend Meng Shenji."

"Has Xiao Meng taken action? It seems that Brother Hui, I have to take action, to commemorate that unconventional boy." The leader of the romantic alliance, Vulgar Hui, lay on a recliner made of tiger skin, with a look of enjoyment. Four beauties were kneading his shoulders and thighs, among which there were two blond and blue-eyed beauties with a hot body. Even though the server was opened for three years, few people had such beauties.

"Next to Mala, please help me pass the orders and ask the brothers in the league to kill me and soak me hard. All the women in the eighth league can make the leader of the eighth league better, mistresses, little 4, and little 5, and there will be rewards!"

"Okay." The petite beauty who was helping Xiao Liuhui rub her thighs responded softly, and her voice was sweet and soft into the bones. She stopped and bowed slightly, revealing most of her white breasts. She could still see the pink point and she was about to withdraw.

"Wait, tell them, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan's wife, and the four immortal women asked those kids to come back, and if they couldn't come back, they would tie them up!"

"Beijinghuo, have you caught the fish?" The toad, who ate phoenix meat, fiddled with the iron pot and the condiments and seasonings placed next to it with helpless expressions. The water in the pot had been rolled several times. The toad had to run to the stream to scoop water to add it.

"What are you shouting? You have asked hundreds of times. Haven't you seen you scare away hundreds of fish?" The princes of Fenghuoxiu were holding fishing rods and waiting for the fish to get hooked. The bait floated around the water, floating and sinking, but no fish was willing to come to the water.

"Will Yun Ting be sad when he sees you two? A delicious and tempting and juicy hot and sour fish fillet soup. Judging from your situation, I guess I can't make it a day and a night." A Mao Ni stood on the tree and said boredly. He had already counted more than a thousand birds, but the people below still made no progress.

"Shut up!" Fenghuo and the toad said together. Under the suffocation of the two, many fish jumped out of the stream and jumped on the ground.

"Haha, toad, I've given it to you! The heaven gave great responsibilities, and the heaven gave great responsibilities." The princes of Fenghuo threw away the fishing pole and looked proudly at the toad that was eating the phoenix.

"By the way, can we finish eating?" Under such circumstances, the Century Online Game One Three Kingdoms began a year-long rebellion of the Five Kings.

"Actually, I think we will be the East for one year, the Five Kings, for exactly five years. Alas~ I am so lonely." An irresponsible person thought in his heart.

"Give a dazzling fireworks to commemorate this world of cao eggs, that cao egg without responsibility." The five people's hearts were thrilling, sour, sour, spicy, sweet and bitter, just like the bowl of sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour, and sour, sour,

Half a month later, on a dark night, heavy rain poured down. An arrogant figure walked out from the manor of the Yun family, an ancient martial arts family in China. A hole broke into his chest, and blood mixed with rain. A bloody road behind him was mixed with the rain on the ground, bright red.
Chapter completed!