Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

In the blurry vision, the huge figure of the Soul Suppressing Beast seemed to have become a black spot.

She walked hard step by step, dragging long blood marks on the ground, shocking.

His brain was blank, Wen Xiaoai completely lost the ability to think, only the body was still struggling.

I just want to find Jun Mo Yan.

"Little princess."

Feng Li Dan's eager voice came, but was quickly submerged in the wave.

Wen Xiaoai turned his head indifferently, looking for fame, but there was chaos and blood shadow in his eyes.

"Feng Lidan..." she said in despair, trying to find Feng Lidan to save her baby.

But she couldn't find him, all she saw in her eyes were soldiers from all walks of life who were killing red eyes.

The earth seems to be spinning

In a daze, she seemed to see the **** wind in her body;

I saw Ye Qi who desperately tried to come to her, but was stopped by the sword again and again;

I saw the grandmother of the patriarch fell in the mountains of corpses in order to protect the people;

Seeing Zuo Yan's tragic death under Nie Jiuque's sword, he smiled triumphantly;

I saw...

"Little princess, watch out for the back." Feng Lidan almost exhausted all his energy, and yelled at Wen Xiaoai.

He grabbed a long sword stabbed in the chaos and threw it back in the direction of Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai stared at the pierced sword, completely stunned.

She wanted to hide, but she couldn't move.

The long sword whizzed past her ears, flew behind her, and pierced directly at Fen Yao who was only a few meters away from her.

Fen Yao swung away the flying long sword, and his figure instantly reached behind Wen Xiaoai, raising his hand and stab the long sword in his hand towards Wen Xiaoai.

The pain penetrated the entire chest cavity from behind, Wen Xiaoai lowered his head blankly, looking at the half of the sword that pierced his chest from behind...

"Little princess!"

"Xiao Ai."

"Yinger!"

Nie Jiuque's sharply contracted pupils reflected the scene of Wen Xiaoai being broken by the sword.

Accompanied by this are fear, pain, and despair deep in the bone marrow.

Nie Jiuque was stunned, his eyes went dark suddenly, and no sound was heard in his ears.

Deaf and blind for dozens of seconds, slammed him in the darkness of despair.

When the eyes were bright again, what I saw was a scene where the long sword was pulled out of her body, blood spattered, and she fell to the ground.

There was a "boom".

His world collapsed at this moment.

The scene of Shangying's tragic death a thousand years ago and the scene in the eyes of this moment continue to alternate and overlap...

Once again, he saw with his own eyes the person on the apex of his heart dying in front of him.

Once again, I really felt the endless despair and ruthlessness that this world brought him.

Wen Xiaoai fell in a pool of blood and slammed into the golden pupils of the soul-suppressing beast.

It lifted its huge predecessor and roared up to the sky.

A stern roar resounded throughout the world, and the whole world seemed to tremble.

Immortal Emperor, Pluto, his countless soldiers will be shaken out by his spiritual power, and they will fall to the ground one by one.

The Soul Calming Beast flew up, and its huge body fell in front of Wen Xiaoai.

With another roar, her whole body was shaken out of a clearing, and Fen Yao was also shaken out several tens of meters.

As the soul-suppressing beast's true body receded, Jun Moyan, who was wounded and embarrassed, appeared beside Wen Xiaoai.

He looked at Wen Xiaoai who was covered in blood on the ground, stiffly squatted down and knelt on the ground.

He leaned over, his blood-stained hand tremblingly stroking her pale cheek.

"Little boy..."

He was shaking his throat, choking hard and making a sound.