The smile on the enemy general''s face had not disappeared, and fear had already climbed up to his face.


    He shouted loudly: "Quick-"


    The word "ret" had not even been expressed. The next second, he had already been twisted by Yan Shunhua, who had jumped up, and broke his neck with his hands.


    A "click" sound was very crisp.


    Yan Shunhua looked at the blood on the back of her hand and chuckled lightly: "It''s so dirty."


    He does cherish his appearance.


    This group of people ruined his face and always had to pay a price.


    Yan Shunhua threw the head in his hand to the ground, and the sky was covered with yellow sand, and soon covered the head.


    He raised his head and looked at the 30,000 troops.


    At this moment, the 30,000 troops retreated in one after another, with fear in their eyes.


    They couldn''t understand why Yan Shunhua had such great power after being hit by their high-tech weapons and plundered 99% of his life?


    Are these people from China all monsters?


    Ye Wanlan knew what was happening to Yan Shunhua.


    The title of King Xiaoyao was taken from his father by Yan Shunhua.


    The so-called "free and easy" refers not only to free and easy world, but also to his martial arts and ghosts, and he is free and casual.


    Yan Shunhua once mentioned to her and Hua Yingyue casually that his father had not practiced the magical skills successfully and had been cultivated to the ninth level by him.


    But this ninth level of magical power kills one thousand enemies and damages himself by 800. If you don’t reach a desperate situation, you must not use it.


    Because once used, the end will be death.


    At that time, Yan Shunhua said in a joking tone: "If the King of Qin is killed one day, I will definitely use this magical power to avenge the King of Qin."


    After hearing this, Hua Yingyue was so angry that she picked up the whip and **** him.


    But I never thought that it would come true in the end.


    "Swish-"


    The man was wearing that red dress and his body looked like a ghost.


    Wherever you go, blood flows.


    At this moment, the powerful force burst out from his body was so fast that even the enemy had no time to use weapons.


    I don’t know how long it took until the last enemy soldier also fell to the ground.


    Blood and yellow sand merge into one and turn into blood sand.


    Yan Shunhua''s hands were stained with blood, and they were integrated with his clothes and could not be distinguished.


    Here is a hundred miles away from the border of the Eastern Wilderness.


    You cannot have the same bed in life, and you cannot have the same cave in death.


    But if they can die for the land of China and be buried in their hometown, they will expect that after thousands of years, the changes will change, and they will meet again.


    The last breath was exhausted, and Yan Shunhua''s body also fell down.


    A generation of Xiaoyao King, he died for the country.


    Ye Wanlan was silent and his fingers were tightly clenched.


    No wonder, no one has found Yan Shunhua''s corpse.


    He died of old age, and this corpse is hundreds of years old.


    Even if his corpse was found, archaeologists could not believe that this was the King of Xiaoyao who died at the age of 27.


    Ye Wanlan squatted down slowly, and she raised her hand and covered Yan Shunhua''s eyes.


    She whispered: "Brother Yan, don''t worry, you are still the most beautiful person in Ning Chao. You used to be, now, and in the future."


    There seemed to be a faint sigh in the wind, as if relieved and relieved.


    Suddenly, Ye Wanlan felt the wetness in the corners of his eyes.


    Tears fell, wetting the collar.


    At the Global Museum Center, everyone, including the female professor, looked at the girl who was crying silently in surprise.


    They really couldn''t understand why they shed tears at such an exquisite ancient fan.


    Ye Wanlan blinked gently, with no expression on his face.


    She didn''t take the paper from the girl''s hand and wiped the tears away, but turned around and stepped down.


    Tears are not shameful or sad.


    It hurts all people, and they will hurt.


    The viewing is still going on, but the atmosphere has been destroyed.


    Many people looked at Ye Wanlan frequently, with a look in their eyes.


    "I know her. She is the Ye Wanlan who has been in the limelight a few days ago, but I really don''t understand why she cries?"


    "They are all from the nerves of the world. They can cry even if they look at a fan." "That''s right, this fan is so beautiful, and there are poems to support light. Historical records show that the King of Xiaoyao Yan Shunhua can sing and dance well. I guess this fan symbolizes the prosperous China."


    "I can''t read it wrong. We are all so happy and excited. As a result, she, a native of China, is like a mourning person, making people-"


    The words behind were stuck in the throat.


    The person who spoke only felt that something was choking his throat. At this moment, he was even unable to breathe and couldn''t breathe.


    The others were also silent for a moment because they saw a pair of blue eyes.


    As clear as the sea, it is endless.


    But at this moment, these blue eyes were dark and cold, as if a storm was about to gather and thunder came down.


    Several students from China University were startled and retreated together.


    Ye Wanlan withdrew his gaze and also curled all his anger and murderous intent.


    She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled.


    No one will know, and maybe no one will know in the future.


    Anyone can see the things that can be recorded in history.


    But in that battle of hosts, there were too many people buried.


    People in the world would not know the process of the death of the kings in the four directions, nor would they know what the six major sects had paid in this war, nor would they know what Emperor Yongshun said to the old ministers before he hanged himself.


    Because there are too few survivors, there is only one summary in history books in the end—


    During the Yongshun period in 1732, unknown forces invaded. The kings and titles from all directions and the six major sects combined with 800 princes to protect the Shenzhou continent died. Princess Jing''an was split by a car and died. Emperor Yongshun committed suicide to protect the people. Princess Yongle burned herself to death with the enemy, and Ning Chao was destroyed.


    History says that the Battle of Ten Thousands of Army.


    Things that have not left a few words in history books will not be remembered by future generations.


    But she is different.


    She saw the blood and heard the whine


    She is Princess Yongning, she cannot forget it, nor dares to forget it.


    "Wan Lan?" The girl followed forward and looked at her with some concern, "Are you okay?"


    "Nothing happened." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "I just thought of some things during the filming of "Collection of China", and I''ll be very excited."


    "Collection of China" has reached the tenth issue, and two more episodes have ended.


    The audience was very reluctant to leave, but they were also looking forward to the final outcome.


    "The Collection of China''s Book is so good, and there is also the song "The Legend of China''s Wanxing" written by Wanlan." The girl was excited, "especially the narrative of every historical figure, but the destruction of Ning Chao was missing many characters."


    "Yeah." Ye Wanlan suddenly smiled, "But I think it will be able to make up for it soon."


    She closed her eyes again, her thoughts running at high speed.


    She has seen too many old friends, and even the master of Shenxiao Tower has seen her several times.


    But there was no trace of Rong Shi in the pictures she saw.


    Taisu''s head Rong Shi...


    Half an hour later, the viewing ended.


    The female professor clapped her hands: "Now, we will seal the Liuyun Fan and wait for it to be officially announced to the world tomorrow. Next, please follow me to the cultural relics restoration area to learn relevant knowledge."


    The team moved forward in a mighty manner, and Ye Wanlan was also among them.


    However, at this moment, an alarm suddenly sounded.


    “Didi!”


    Everyone was shocked and didn''t understand why.


    Someone said in horror: "Where is Liuyun Fan?"


    The Liuyun Fan, which was just put into the glass cover, disappeared!


    Ye Wanlan narrowed his eyes.


    Even she didn''t even notice where Liuyun Fan was going...


    Is it really taken away or directed and acted by yourself?


    “Dadadada—”


    Footsteps sounded, and the guards of the Global Museum broke in.


    Liuyun Fan was stolen. They were the last group of people who saw Liuyun Fan, so they were the most suspected.


    The students were all panicked. This was the first time they had seen such a scene.


    "Don''t panic, everyone." The female professor was very calm, "The routine examination is not done by us, and there will be no problem."


    "Everyone cannot leave, be inspected!" The escort''s eyes swept around the hall and finally fell on the exchange students of Yunjing University. "These people from China will be taken away alone!"


    "Yes!" (The end of this chapter)