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He knew that his Third Brother was most open and aboveboard.

But that’s the King of Beining, the one who brought endless pain to the Third Brother, even maliciously played with him, put all this on the Third Brother, and enjoyed the Third Brother’s pain!

Zong Ruichen didn’t understand why, Yu Beizhou had done so much to the Third Brother, yet his Third Brother still wanted to save him in a way that was almost like cutting flesh to feed eagles.

“Xiao Ba, you don’t understand.”

The smile of the crown prince in white was harder to look at than crying. “If I don’t save him, that’s really owing him a lifetime.”

Yu Beizhou knew that he was not the original owner, but he still tirelessly hated him.

Just like Zong Luo clearly knew that Yu Beizhou had not really hurt him, but he could forgive those people in his previous life, only this person, he could not forgive.

Emotional matters, where is there any reason?

How funny, the death tribulation said by the Great Witch, turns out, it was for him to block this tribulation.

Yu Beizhou paid not enough for his prince’s identity, but also his life.

But Zong Luo could no longer owe Yu Beizhou a life. He couldn’t afford it.

After speaking, Zong Luo no longer looked at Zong Ruichen.

He pulled down his helmet and rushed back the way he came like an arrow off the string.

Staring blankly at the figure of the Third Brother disappearing in the distance, Zong Ruichen felt a strong panic in his heart.

When he made this decision, he knew he was committing treason, but he did not hesitate.

However, when the Third Imperial Brother really said that he was not wrong, he felt for the first time that his decision was outrageous.

Swooosh——

The strong wind blew past Zong Luo’s ears.

At the end of the horizon, the sky was already dimly lit.

In the visible field of vision, there were fires and smoke everywhere, and the shouting was continuous.

The war had already begun.

To get from the central camp back to the right camp, one must cross at least three battle lines that were fiercely fighting.

From afar, Zong Luo saw the Wei Country enemy flag.

He took a deep breath and slowly drew out his sword, Zhanlu, on horseback.

“What is that?!”

“Zhao Yebai! That’s His Highness the Crown Prince’s horse!”

The soldiers of Great Yuan who were fighting saw that white divine horse.

Its figure was smooth and graceful, beautifully like the mount of an immortal in legends.

The transparent blade of Zhanlu reflected the morning ray, like a lone sword, single-handedly piercing into the enemy army, tearing the battle line apart.

Blood bloomed on the tip of the sword, beautifully forming a picture.

“Your Highness!”

The generals who were commanding on the battlefield saw this and almost passed out.

No one could understand why the crown prince, who had already withdrawn from the right camp to the central camp, would suddenly ignore the overall situation and rush directly into the battlefield.

Yes, ignoring the overall situation.

The battlefield changed rapidly, and as a general, ignoring the overall situation was a capital crime.

Zong Luo thought, all his madness in this life might have been thrown on Yu Beizhou.

At this moment, he was not the Crown Prince of Great Yuan, but just an ordinary person.

To hell with Crown Prince of Great Yuan. He is not a prince at all.

No one knew better than him, a wandering soul and wild ghost was just a wandering soul and wild ghost.

From the central camp to the right camp, it took Zong Luo an hour to leave.

To go back, it took a full three hours.

The sky was getting darker.

There was no sun today, everywhere was lead-gray, and the earth was burning with war.

Zong Luo couldn’t remember how many necks his Zhanlu had crossed, how many hard armors the sword tip had pierced into, like cutting iron as if it were mud, even the helmet he was originally wearing had fallen off, revealing his snow-white long hair. His face as white as jade was stained with blood, and he was in a mess.

If it weren’t for Zhao Yebai’s fast pace, and the generals helping to cover along the way, he probably wouldn’t have arrived here so quickly.

Finally.

In the realm filled with corpses and gunpowder smoke, he saw that familiar crimson.

The latter stood on a small hill piled up by countless corpses, and the ground around was full of broken swords and spears. He stood there proudly, holding the Tai’A that was washed by blood, his red clothes were torn, full of blood stains, and it was dyed more and more gorgeous and decadent, as if the uncrowned king in this silent gunpowder smoke.

About a few minutes ago, the long-accumulated Shenji Crossbow was launched, piercing the sky, and accurately pierced into Yu Beizhou’s heart.

All the people nearby were killed by him, even the launcher of the Shenji Crossbow, also sacrificed himself to the crossbow, happily watching the arrow being launched, and then completely died.

In his previous life, when Yu Beizhou still had luck on his side, the Shenji Crossbow could not be successfully launched.

Obviously, in this life, he did not have such good luck.

“Ah, Senior brother, you’re here.”

Hearing the sound of horse hooves, Yu Beizhou finally turned around.

His smile was sweet, as if he was seeing a long-awaited lover, as if the person who was pierced through the heart by a three-finger-thick long arrow was not him.

Yu Beizhou looked at Zong Luo and raised a big smile. “Can Senior brother forgive me now?”