Nie Yuan's name is "Li Mu". He holds a crossbow and shoots his prey, and hits Asang, who transforms into a white-feathered magpie.
When Asang landed, he regained his female body.
Limu was so frightened that he didn't know what to do.
Asang felt that this man was a fool, and it would be a shame to his hungry stomach if he didn't correct him.
Then, she tilted her head, stuck out her tongue, and fainted.
Limu was so frightened that he invited a witch doctor to come and take a look. He was fed delicious food and drinks every day and asked ten times a day, "Miss, are you okay?"
Asang's ears almost became calluses.
What's even more frightening is that as a result of eating without restraint, Asang changed from an exquisite white-feathered magpie to a fat-feathered magpie with no waist when he recovered.
"I can't fly anymore!" Asang cried loudly, he had done something wrong and he couldn't live.
Limu was so frightened that he circled around her.
"There is a kind of medicine. I heard that after taking it, you can feel as light as a swallow..."
"You said I'm a fat guy?" Asang cried even harder when he heard this.
Limu's knees softened and he almost fell to his knees: You can't coax him, right?
In the end, Limu got back the magic medicine. Asang felt that the medicine had a strange smell and was afraid of being poisonous, so he was very wary. Limu had no choice but to take half a pill himself to prove that the magic medicine was really a magic medicine.
Asang saw that Limu was jumping around so much that he took the remaining half of the medicine.
Half an hour later, the medicine took effect and wings appeared on the right side of the body.
Asang: "..." How can one fly with one wing?
Limu had wings on his left side. He held Asang's hand and smiled naively: "Here, we can fly together."
Spreading their huge wings, the two flew into the blue sky.
"Brutal!"
"鹣鹣!"
A child yelled on the ground.
"That's a flying bird." The old man stroked his beard and smiled warmly.
In the sky, I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth, I wish to be a twig.
Hold your son's hand and grow old together with him.
But in this case, to Limu and Asang, it is a myth.
Limu was a general under the Yellow Emperor.
Asang is the second daughter of Emperor Yan.
Those feelings that have not yet had time to bloom become things of the past after learning the identity of the other person.
The war between the tribes broke out again, and her sword and his bow were pointed at each other.
His bow missed the shot after all, but her sword pierced his chest.
Asang's eyes were red, and he looked at the blood slowly flowing out of Limu's chest. His hands trembled, and he could no longer stab it.
"Asang, I don't blame you..." Li Mu grinned and looked at her as usual with a simple and honest smile.
Asang burst into tears.
The red sun shone, and the shining silver sword pierced Asang's heart like a shadow.
Blood surged from Asang's chest instantly. She let go of her hand and fell on her back.
"Asang!" Limu's eyes were splitting, and he hugged her desperately.
But it was Xuanyuan Sword that stabbed Asang!
The Xuanyuan Sword let out a long roar and swallowed up Asang's soul in an instant. In the next moment, Asang's body disappeared into thin air.
Limu only saved one illusion.
He knelt on the ground and looked up to see the unsmiling face of the heroic man.
Ji Xuanyuan held the Xuanyuan Sword and threw him a pill: "Li Mu, fight again!"
Limu held the black pill, his hands shaking.
The pill turned into powder in the palm of his hand, just like his heart.
From then on, he could no longer fly with one wing.
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The patina melts away and the bronze breaks.
The fragments of the Xuanyuan Sword began to reveal their original appearance.
Feng Danyuan and Wei Zi had shock, fear, sadness and anger in their eyes.
Xuanyuan Sword actually eats souls!
Nvwa's second sister, Asang, the second daughter of Emperor Yan, had her soul devoured by the Xuanyuan Sword!
At the same time, the dark broken sword lit up.
The mountains, rivers, sun and moon on the sword emit dazzling light.
The power was so powerful that Feng Danyuan felt that the object in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds. He could not steady his body and knelt on one knee on the ground.