Douluo: The junior sister of Jian Zong is a saint in Wuhun Hall

In the Northern Palace, it was winter at this time, and snowflakes were falling. The temperature suddenly dropped, and the demand for charcoal fire suddenly increased.

White mist curled up, and two people were playing chess in the red pavilion. One is dressed in red and looks like blood, and the other is dressed in blue.

"Sister Huang's chess skills are even better."

The girl in blue smiled slightly at the girl in red, "Ling Jia can no longer see through the imperial sister."

"Sister Huang's strength is getting stronger and stronger, Ling Jia feels ashamed."

Hearing this, the girl in red paused her hands and said with a smile: "I became stronger to protect you."

"Lingjia."

Bei Liejiao's eyes flashed with tenderness.

This is the only tenderness she has left in the world.

"what."

The girl in blue, Bei Lingjia, was stunned for a moment, her blue eyes as clear as a lake were full of tenderness, "That's good."

"Lingjia also wants to protect the emperor's sister. Unfortunately, Lingjia is not talented enough and cannot compare with the emperor's sister."

A bright smile bloomed on her pretty face, and her moon-like eyes gently stared at Bei Liejiao.

At that moment, it felt like Bei Liejiao was her whole world.

Of course, Bei Liejiao liked these words very much. Her eyes were sparkling, and her beautiful face was filled with tenderness.

At this time, Bei Liejiao was a little less aggressive and indifferent, and a little more gentle.

In front of Bei Lingjia, Bei Lingjia is willing to restrain her anger, just so that Bei Lingjia can maintain her innocence.

"Sister Huang is very powerful. Lingjia can stand behind Sister Huang. No one can hurt me."

Hearing this, Bei Liejiao was in a better mood, with a smile on her beautiful face.

They looked at each other and smiled, both of them in a good mood.

"As for the Queen Mother, just put it in your left ear and out your right ear."

"As long as I'm here, the princess doesn't have to worry about the queen mother."

Bei Lingjia stood up. She gently held Bei Liejiao's hand, her blue eyes filled with tenderness.

"Fool."

Bei Liejiao shook her head helplessly, "She can't do anything to me."

"Now my wings are full."

"I don't pay attention to those little tricks."

"As long as you don't leave my side."

Bei Liejiao tenderly squeezed Bei Lingjia's hand, the tenderness in her red eyes mixed with paranoia.

She was afraid that Bei Lingjia would leave her.

"The eldest princess, the seventh princess..."

"It's not good, the demons invaded the Northern Kingdom, and the palace was in chaos."

……

Bei Liejiao killed countless demon corpses under his sword, and his red clothes were stained by the rich blood, giving off a foul smell.

On the battlefield between demons and humans, her figure became increasingly lonely. After three days and three nights of bloody fighting with a sword, she could no longer tell whether the blood on her body was from the human race or from the demon race.

All she could think about was killing these damn demons.

Only when these demons are dead can the human race be safe, and the sister she wants to protect can ensure her own safety.

Bei Liejiao, who fought for her loved ones, became more and more courageous as she fought. Her figure shuttled across the battlefield, and her red color was particularly attractive.

Countless sword energy emerged from her body, and each sword killed countless demons. Her figure broke into everyone's sight.

The demon general's cold gaze fell on her, and his weapon was pointed in her direction. Countless bows and arrows fell towards her, but they were cut off by the sharp sword energy.

A red light suddenly appeared, followed by a cold murderous aura.

A red sword array of six-pointed stars appeared under Bei Liejiao's feet. These sword arrays burst out with countless sword blades, and those sword blades took away the lives of the surrounding demons.

Countless screams sounded, and huge power swept across a hundred miles.

"interesting."

A cold voice came from a distance, and there was an indifferent expression on Zanli's face.

He was tall, covered by a black robe, and his black eyes were like abyss.

"It's possible to meet someone with such profound spiritual power in the lower world."

"Most of them have a strange fate."

The black-haired man raised the sword in his hand, and the dark magic swallowed up the spiritual power. The sword blades stopped silently, and the world seemed to lose its color.

The sword blade in his hand cut through the void. Bei Liejiao hurriedly dodged. A strand of hair was cut off, and a trace of blood bloomed on his face.

"You are just a clone..."

Bei Liejiao touched the small wound with her hand, and the slight pain made her look even colder.

Three days and three nights of killing were nothing to her.

However, since she broke through to the real body realm, there is no rival in this world. This person is not a demon general.

"Kneel down."

The black-haired man sneered. He raised his hand gently, and the vast sea of ​​magic poured down. The powerful majesty suppressed all creatures and instinctively knelt down, kneeling before a demon without dignity.

Bei Liejiao used her spiritual power to resist, spitting out a mouthful of blood and taking a few steps back.

Her hands were clenched into fists, veins popping out.

There was an angry look on his flawless face.

Just one clone has such terrifying power...

She can't defeat this demon.

"Hey, destiny is not simple."

Only then did the black-haired man's eyes fall on Bei Liejiao, his eyes as dark as the abyss showing no emotion at all, "The human race is really full of heroes."

"The last person I saw with a strange destiny was also a human race."

Bei Liejiao didn't say a word. She held the weapon tightly and she must not retreat.

If she loses, then destruction awaits the North Kingdom. Wherever the demons go, not a blade of grass grows.

No one wants to be a slave, let alone a slave of the demon clan.

"Ah."

The black-haired man smiled coldly and walked towards Bei Liejiao. The huge magic power caused the people around him to kneel on the ground, their necks hitting the ground directly, and they had no strength to get up.

The distance between them is getting closer.

Just when Bei Liejiao thought that he was certain to die, a familiar voice appeared in his ears.

"I use my blood to summon the divine sword."

A dazzling sword came towards the black-haired man, and the surging spiritual power collided with the magic power.

The blue figure broke into Bei Liejiao's sight, making it difficult to control her emotions.

"Lingjia!"

Bei Liejiao shouted loudly, "Stop!"

"Forcibly using spiritual power will cause your body to collapse and die!"

This is also the reason why Bei Liejiao doesn't let Bei Lingjia show up.

The swordsman genius cannot hold the blade because the sword will kill her.

"Sister Royal."

Bei Lingjia's expression remained unchanged, her face was a little pale, bright red blood flowed down her chest, and the sword blade was soaked in her blood.

"Lingjia is a useless person."

"How can we be afraid when the enemy is in front of us?"

"I will use my blood to suppress the demons."

Under Bei Liejiao's shocked eyes, Bei Lingjia used her heart and blood to generate powerful spiritual power.

Under the touch of spiritual power, Bei Lingjia's body became transparent.

"Ah."

"Interesting Supreme Destiny."