Lost in blood

There was a faint fragrance of flowers coming from the tip of her nose, Xia was stunned, and turned to look under the tree.

"What's wrong?" Nass pulled him up.

Siya squatted under the tree and gently blew away the snowflakes.

On the black land, a small white flower is blooming densely, and the tender petals are stretched, pure and full of vitality.

"It's Star Gladiolus!" Nass was ecstatic.

Xia jumped into his arms and cheered, "I found it!"

"Well, I found it." Nass hugged him and turned around, "His Royal Highness, the beautiful and brave little princess of West Asia."

Xi Ya smiled with her little red nose on her head.

After finding Xing Jianlan, Nass took Xia and teleported all the way to the castle.At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and the fighting in the forest had not disturbed the tranquility here, and everyone was still sleeping soundly.

Nass put those white flowers on the table, then opened the window, disappeared with Xia, and looked out of the window holding his breath.

Siah held Nass tightly with her hand, looking a little nervous.

"Don't be afraid." Nass grabbed his shoulders, trying to make him relax.

"I feel it!" Sia exclaimed in surprise, "It's getting closer!"

Nas gathered a halo in the palm of his hand, ready to intercept the blue-scaled bird at any time.

The breath of the blood spar became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a blue bird rushed out from the woods. Nass rushed to meet it, but someone was faster than him.

The white figure flashed past, holding the blue-scaled bird firmly in his hand, and then rushed out.

Outside the castle, Samikina and his party had just finished fighting and were walking back exhaustedly when they suddenly saw an angel rushing out.

With pure white wings, golden hair, and a holy halo exuding from the whole body, it is incompatible with the surrounding black.

"Grab him!" Nass roared from behind.

Samikina conjures lightning that knocks him out of the sky.

Nass caught up and snatched the blue-scaled bird back into his hands. The poor little Nian was dying, but luckily the gem was still there.

"Why is there an angel here?" Ximo was surprised.

"Who are you?" Lester asked.

The angel was hit by Samikina's magic, half kneeling on the ground trembling, tightly shut his mouth and refused to make a sound.

Lester waited impatiently, so he reached out and pinched his chin.

Beneath the messy golden hair was a beautiful and gentle face.

"Beja?" Lester was shocked, "Why you?"

Beja didn't answer, but turned her head to look at Samikina, her eyes filled with sad tears.

Samikina froze in place, staring at him motionless, shocked, joyful, doubtful, puzzled... too many emotions were mixed and soft, converging into the most unrealistic dream.Tens of thousands of years ago, I was the one who saw him falling into the clouds and turning into countless fragments. Why did I see him again now?

"Don't you know me?" Beja's light-colored pupils were filled with tears, and a lot of blood suddenly gushed out from the corner of her mouth.

Surprised, Samikina went over and took him into her arms.

"So you still remember me." Beja looked at him with a smile, and then slowly closed her eyes.

"No!" Samikina panicked. The scene thousands of years ago seemed to repeat itself. He watched his life disappear in an instant, but he was powerless.

"He's still alive." Lester checked, "It can be cured with Holy Light, let's go back first."

Samikina hugged Beja and teleported to the bedroom.

The little red fox was lying on the grass, staring blankly at the scene in front of him... Just now he was sleeping in his pocket, when he suddenly felt weightless and dropped rapidly, and fell dizzy when he fell to the ground. Master Na was hugging a person, his face was full of anxiety and fear, an expression that had never appeared before.

"What's going on?" Nass frowned.

"Beja and Samikina were lovers before. Although they refused to admit it, the whole God Realm knew it. Beja is the archangel in charge of the fire element. Unfortunately, in a battle thousands of years ago, he lost his footing. Falling off the clouds and being torn to pieces by the blast." Lester tried to explain briefly.

"Then why did he appear in the Lich Kingdom and come to grab the blood spar?" Nass was puzzled.

"Who knows, maybe you can ask Samikina." Lester shrugged, "They are all different in the God Realm, but they have a very good relationship with each other."

lover?It turned out that he was the lover of Lord Samikina.The little fox was so sad that he curled up into a little fur ball on the ground.

Xiya who came out couldn't see it, and picked it up from the ground.

"Danny?" Simo recognized it.

The little fox shrank himself even smaller—His Royal Highness Ximo, Earl of Leicester, and too many blood nobles, each of them had raised him.

Even if Master Samikina didn't care, he couldn't hide the dirty reality.And now that his real lover is back, where should he go?

The little fox wiped away tears, and his little paws tightly grasped the button of Xia's clothes.

Sia sighed, patted its head lightly, and brought them back to the room.

"Tomorrow we will go back to Blood Mountain." Nass looked at West Asia, "This place is temporarily handed over to other people, and we will return the blood spar to your body first."

Xi Ya nodded and looked at the little fox on the table, "Are you coming with us too?"

The little fox shook his head.

"Then if Samikina bullies you, save up and tell me together." Sia looked at it worriedly.

The little fox didn't speak, just lying on the table in a daze.

In the next bedroom, Samikina was healing Beja with Holy Light spells.

The golden light penetrated into the body inch by inch, and the originally pale face gradually turned rosy. Samikina breathed a sigh of relief, and gently wiped off his sweat.

Beja opened her eyes and looked at him weakly.

"Sorry, I didn't know it was you just now." Samikina said.

"It's okay." Beja sat up propped up. "It was my fault."

"Why are you here?" Samikina asked.

"I don't know either." Beja frowned slightly, "I just remember that at the end of that battle, I fell off the cloud, and when I woke up again, I came here, was seriously injured, and was kept by the gardener of the castle. take care of."

"Why don't you try to find me?"

"I lost all my memory. After I recovered, Plutarch said that I was his friend." Beja laughed at himself, "He was very kind to me at the time, and asked me to keep some very confidential documents. work, so..."

"So you believed it?" Samikina was slightly annoyed.

"I know it's stupid, but I didn't remember everything until the moment I saw you." Beja lowered her head, "Sorry."

"In this case, can you tell us something about the Lich Kingdom?" Lester leaned against the door frame and asked coolly.

"Of course." Beja lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I'll take you to his hidden space."

Samkina helped him to stand up, but felt his body go limp suddenly.

"Beja!" Samikina caught him.

"A little dizzy." Beja stood up apologetically, "Let's go."

"No, you need to rest." Samikina carried him back to the bed, "I'll talk about the rest later."

"Thank you." Beja smiled gratefully.

"Sleep." Samkina helped him cover the quilt.

Beja looked at him, biting her lower lip slightly, with some familiar anticipation in her eyes.

Thousands of years ago the two of them had the most intimate gesture, a light kiss before going to bed, without fiery entanglement, but always with pity and sweetness, as soft as a feather.

Samikina did not kiss as usual.

Beja turned around with some injuries.

Samikina sighed, and gently closed the door for him.

Everyone was very busy this morning.

Several demon kings worked together to open the chaotic barrier around the Lich Kingdom. Ilia and Dak led the Demon Border Legion to rush in like a tide. Bu Dong also brought a small bat army and flew slowly behind to watch the fun.

"Why don't we join the battle?" The lieutenant looked eagerly, his sharp teeth eager to try.

"Because His Royal Highness Iwan has ordered that the rough things like fighting should be handed over to the demon race as much as possible, and the blood race is only responsible for elegance." Bu Dong straightened his cloak and looked down greedily, "And look, Ilia is so beautiful .”

The witch holds a scimitar in her hand and fights in the melee. Her whole body is spattered with blood, her chest is about to come out, and her hair is flying violently in the wind.

The lieutenant swallowed his saliva in confusion—how beautiful is this look? !

"Bastard! Come down and help!" Ilya's eyes turned red, and she turned to look at Bu Dong angrily.

"I obey, my beautiful Queen." Bu Dong curtseyed gracefully, then turned his head and roared, "Kill me!"

"...You just said that the blood race is only responsible for elegance." The lieutenant reminded him.

"This is the best chance for me to pick her up." Bu Dong clenched his fists seriously, "You all give me some credit, and the bonus will be doubled when you go back."

So the Bat Army collectively rushed up bravely and mightily, trying to marry their leader successfully!

"You can go to rest, leave it to me here." Bu Dong landed beside Ilia, and handed her a fragrant handkerchief.

The witch spit bloody saliva on the ground.Turn around and fight again.

"It's really rude, cute and charming." Bu Dong admired.

The sound was sent to Ilia's ears by the wind, and she threw a sharp knife backhand without looking back.

"Is this a gift?" Bu Dong was pleasantly surprised when he received it.

"Shameless!" Ilia spread her wings and flew into the air, "Stay away from me!"

"I take this as a compliment." Bu Dong laughed and opened his cloak, "Go and help her!"

Tens of thousands of bats rushed forward, firmly protected Ilia, and bravely attacked those Lich soldiers who tried to hurt her.

Ilia felt a little soft in her heart, a little bat wobbled and flew to him, with a handkerchief and a heart-shaped card hanging on its paws - a black bat was smiling naively, with the word 'love' written next to it .

Yilia looked down amusedly, and saw that Bu Dong was blowing kisses to her, his eyes were full of teasing.

So Elijah unceremoniously threw the corpse down.

The battle was actually not tense. In fact, since the moment the Lich tribe discovered that Plutarch had been captured, they had already lost their general combat effectiveness.After encountering the demon army with powerful troops and high morale, it is like cheese encountering a red-hot fork, and it is almost defeated.

On this day, the Lich Kingdom fell.