Chapter 187 The golden crow hid in the mountains
Xiao Baojing hurried over and saw Xiao Nanjia lying quietly beside the magic arrow.
The north wind blew her black hair, and the royal blue arrow sleeves were shattered and bloody. Her palms were still holding the bowstrings tightly. The snowflakes gradually melted in her pupils, and the bright red blood winding on her cheeks made her eyebrows and eyes look pale.
So pale is the color of death.
The girl, who has always been cold and lonely and arrogant, died in this ancient battlefield with an absolutely domineering attitude in order to defend the human race.
Xiao Baojing was stunned.
When she first came into contact with this game, she thought Xiao Nanjia was using beauty to guide men to get to power, but she didn't expect that she would be here.
In the past, when she dealt with Xiao Nanjia, she felt that she was like a piece of ice compared to other tender girls.
But now, she felt that Xiao Nanjia was more like a diamond—
Beautiful, yet indestructible.
Xiao Baojing's feelings for Xiao Nanjia were very complicated. He couldn't bear to have her body trampled and insulted by monsters, so he took out a brand new cloak from his shoulder bag and covered it on her.
She rubbed her cold red cheeks, her eyes touched the peach wood bowstring, and then she quickly looked up at the sky.
Xiao Nanjia shot out the magical arrow.
Perhaps because she was exhausted at that time, the arrow was tilted and could not aim at the dog shadow's head and neck.
In the sky, most of the sun has been swallowed up, and darkness has once again enveloped the ancient battlefield.
The blood-red peach wood magical arrow passed by in the sky, like a brilliant and gorgeous meteor, carrying the majestic and vast human will, roaring towards Shang Bingjiu's chest!
It is not just Xiao Baojing that both the human race and the demon race on the battlefield could not help but look up at the arrow.
Dog Shadow sensed the danger.
He raised his claws and tried to slap the arrow, but the killing arrow was so righteous that he ignored his demonic power, penetrated his claws and rushed towards his chest with lightning speed!
Xiao Baojing's pupils shrink rapidly.
The black and clear pupils clearly reflect the scene of the magic arrow piercing the dog's chest.
The moment it penetrated the chest cavity, the magic arrow turned into star dust in the sky.
The dog and beast trembled.
The next moment, it was forced to spit out the golden crow of the sun, making a whine that resonated throughout the world, and its huge figure fell sharply from the sky!
Its body size continued to shrink as it fell, until it smashed through Qingfeng Ridge and made a deep pit in a radius of half a mile!
Fire and dust enveloped the entire ancient battlefield.
The Sun Golden Crow is the youngest among the top ten golden crows. At this moment, he was frightened and hurriedly hid behind the mountains. The world was pitch black, and only the bloody war was left, slowly burning the dead wood and grass leaves and the corpses piled up like mountains.
The human race and the demon race are both quiet.
Looking at each other, no one knows what the situation is now.
The human emperor was killed in battle, the demon emperor was injured, and the golden crow fled...
Many of them didn't want to fight anymore, and just stood there in a daze.
Xiao Baojing struggled to pass through the war and stumbled to the deep pit.
She looked into the deep pit, and when the dust disappeared, she saw someone lying at the bottom of the pit.
She slid into the deep pit: "Shang Jiu!"
The young man's golden hairpin fell, his clothes were broken, his ink hair was spread all around, his limbs were slender and sharp, his fox's face was sickly pale, his tightly closed eyebrows and eyes were like the dry mountains and wild waters in winter, and the shadows of his eyes seemed to be an eternal night without seeing the sun.
Two more blood holes appeared in his palms and chest, and the ancient Chaos Demon Power sealed the wound and was slowly repairing. Xiao Baojing breathed a little relieved.
Fortunately, he was lucky and did not die.
She called a few big monsters with a strong status in the demon clan, told them to send Shang Bing wine back to the Demon God Temple, and asked Yaoyao to take care of her.
Yaoyao said worriedly, "Will your princess not go with us?"
"I have something else." Xiao Baojing touched her head, "I will go and meet you soon."
She crawled out of the deep pit and saw Lu Yuan walking to Xiao Nanjia's body from afar.
He knelt down in front of Xiao Nanjia, carefully held her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her.
The youth's love is restrained and profound.
It is following, fulfilling, fighting side by side.
I was afraid that Xiao Nanjia's reputation would be defiled because of this disability. I never revealed anything.
Xiao Baojing walked over and said, "Young Master Lu."
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She noticed that there was a little girl next to Lu Yuan.
It is Xiao Ping'an, the daughter of Brother Xiao and Sister Xueying.
Xiao Ping'an is only four years old, wearing golden armor and a small fiery red cloak. Her eyebrows and eyes look a little like her dear aunt Xiao Nanjia. At this moment, she was holding a small red tassel helmet in her arms. She was sad and sad for Xiao Nanjia's death in battle, and her eyes were red and pitiful. "Miss Xiao." Lu Yuan stood up, held Xiao Ping'an's hand, and smiled gently and helplessly, "It was the empress who asked Wang Ji to follow her to the battlefield. The empress said that if she could not stop the demon emperor from swallowing the sun, Wang Ji would not live alone and should die for the world."
Xiao Baojing: "..."
Xiao Nanjia is indeed a pervert! "By the way," Lu Yuan took out a sachet from his arms, with a more serious expression, "This is what the empress told me to deliver to Miss Xiao before the war started, and she told me to deliver it to you in person."
Xiao Baojing curiously opened the sachet and found a letter inside.
Maybe it was held in the palm of the master and rubbed it for a long time, or maybe it had been written a long time ago, and the folded letter was a bit old and yellow.
Xiao Baojing carefully unfolded the letter paper-
Little monster, when you saw this letter, I was probably dead in battle.
I know that my chances of winning are small, but I have no reason to retreat in fear of war. If I couldn't stop him from swallowing the sun, if I just shot him on the day of the final battle, then he would definitely make a comeback. By that day, I hope you will stand up and stop him.
Little monster, you can continue to be the empress of the human race after I die and regard the human race as your people. Perhaps because of this relationship, he will let the human race go and let the golden crow go. I don't care whether the surname Xiao or other surnames in the world is Xiao. If you want the throne, just take it. As long as you can protect the human race and the golden crow, you can do anything.
By the way, you don’t seem to like the name Little Monster.
Or, can I call you in the mirror like the emperor’s aunt?
It's just that it's a bit too stingy, I don't like it.
Xiao Nanjia paused his head.
Xiao Baojing held the letter paper.
She didn't know what kind of emotions Xiao Nanjia wrote this letter.
There are several changes, as if you are embarrassed to express your thoughts.
A girl like her...
If you can get on, you will get on your own. Only by ending your way will you be able to ask others for help.
Xiao Baojing rubbed his eyebrows.
She doesn't want to be an empress. She has to review memorials and meets ministers all day long, which is far less happy than traveling around.