MTL - Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag-Chapter 2334 Only love can support him

Liuliu and Wei Cang sat in a hidden carriage and waited at the south gate.

During this period, Wei Cang lifted the curtain to check with a serious expression.

It was snowing heavily on the palace road, and there was no one in sight.

He was a little worried.

"Can the princess escape smoothly?"

Liu Liu also tugged at the heartstrings: "I've already made a plan with Cuijin, just to see if it can be successful..."

After thinking about it, Liu Liu was still worried.

"I'll go to the palace road to see if I can meet the princess."

However, as soon as Liu Liu got out of the carriage, she was suddenly stopped by a dark guard who fell from the sky and stopped her neck with a sword.

Liu Liu exclaimed.

Wei Cang in the carriage suddenly changed his eyes.

All I heard was Yun Linzhou's sneer from outside the carriage.

"General Wei, I heard that many people outside the city are helping Ye Siming, but there is no news from you. I still wonder where you are. So, you are here."

Wei Cang's jaw line was tense, he gritted his teeth, and finally lifted the curtain and went out.

What should come, can't escape.

In the heavy snowfall, Yun Linzhou was dressed in a vermilion dragon robe, with a refined and gentle face, but it looked especially cold in such a cloudy snowy day.

…

Ye Siming knew that he was about to lose control of the evil energy in his body.

Under his feet, there are piles of injured people like hills.

Ye Siming naturally knew that Yun Linzhou wanted him to commit the murder.

So he didn't use his ultimate move all the time, but cut the legs, feet or arms of the soldiers who attacked, making them unable to move.

But he didn't know how long he fought. Although he was not exhausted, the killing intent in his bones was like a gushing flame, burning his limbs and bones.

His biggest enemy now is his willpower.

Ye Siming stood on top of the mountain of people, his temple hair, long eyebrows, and cold eyelashes were all covered with snow.

Panting heavily, he felt that the sounds and movements around him slowed down.

Ye Siming felt that he seemed to have returned to the day when he killed all demons and became king in the Asura Realm.

On that day, he was surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood. He stepped on the corpses of losers and ascended to the throne step by step.

In Ye Siming's ears, there seemed to be the voices of many monsters—

"Isn't it just mortals? Only by killing them can you immediately rescue Gu Nuo'er."

"Demon God, kill them, don't forget that your original intention to come to Mortal World is to set off a sea of ​​blood!"

"The way of heaven is not fair. The immortal Lord Du'er has done a lot of evil. Once he put down his butcher knife, he can be re-ranked in the immortal class. But you, the demon god, who lost his love, was accused by thousands of people, and you got nothing!"

"Kill them... Only by killing them will the hatred be relieved!"

Ye Siming held the broken sword in his right hand, his palm trembling slightly.

The killing intent in his heart was like a raging fire, wishing to break through his body and turn this place into scorched earth!

Ye Siming suddenly pinched the wrist of his right hand with his left hand.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't kill you."

Yelan's white and stern face was stained with other people's blood.

His eyes were unpredictable and treacherous.

If you kill him, you have to return to the Asura Realm, so what about Gu Nuoer?

The noisy voices in Ye Siming's ears were like sharp blades, sharpening his rational nerves.

He pressed his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot.

"Gu Nuoer is still waiting for me..."

The soldiers yelled to kill the demon, and the shouts shook the sky. The second prince, the third prince, the fifth prince and the eighth prince all held long swords and guarded Ye Siming's vicinity.

"Yong Yehou! Why are you in a daze!" The Fifth Prince shouted loudly.

Ye Siming gritted his teeth tightly, the out-of-control animal nature and rationality in his eyes alternated back and forth.

Blood makes him excited, but promises to calm him down.

The gods once wanted to kick him into the abyss and dust.

He does not give in to the opponent, and is determined to fight to the end.

But Gu Nuoer stretched out her hand and pulled him up with her love.

Since then, he has stood in her light.

Ye Siming slowly raised his eyes.

I don't know when it will dawn.

The moment the dawn light shone through the clouds, it fell on him, illuminating Ye Siming's blood-stained eyes.

One of the pupils of the eyes has become extremely blood red, while the other eye still retains the last clarity and reason.

This moment.

Gu Yihan rode his horse through the city gate first, and he shouted: "Zhang Xuhu! You still won't let these soldiers stop!"

Yuan Gu arrived from behind with his soldiers and immediately joined the battle to help Ye Siming delay the rest of Liuzhou's subordinates.

The Eighth Prince grabbed Ye Siming's hand and pushed him forward.

The second prince and the third prince took advantage of the situation to fight a **** path for him.

"Go! Bring my sister out!" The fifth prince pushed Ye Siming onto the horse with all his might.

The sun shines so brightly in the heavy snow that it has become a wonder!