The father could not stop him, he could only watch her standing on the high building, covered in blood, holding up the child, and cursed to the world:
'Listen, if my son dies in your hands today, then the demon clan will be destroyed today! I will use my blood to curse the demon clan to **** forever! There will be no peace!'
The shrill voice echoed in the wind and rain.
After she swore the oath, thunder fell from the sky and chopped her body into ashes, leaving only the child crying on the high tower."
Qian Qian stared at Yu Pianpian blankly, not knowing how to speak for a long time.
"They are afraid because they feel guilty, so they don't dare to kill you. But in recent years, those elders have also been secretly looking for ways to break the curse. They found that as long as they are filled with resentment and blood flows, they can write a curse with the blood of all monsters.
Wen, I will trap you for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and then I can seal you and put you into a deep sleep forever."
Qian Qian's whole body was trembling and she kept shrinking back. This feeling of fear was different from before.
She thought that she had been hated like this for so many years, and they were plotting how to kill her all the time.
Those cold eyes turned out not to be disgust, but hatred.
Tears covered the whole face.
She suddenly pushed Yu Pianpian away and took out the Vulcan Crossbow. The huge force immediately collapsed half of the dark cell. The dazzling sunlight came in and she squinted her eyes.
"Qianqian, where are you going?!" Yu Pianpian shouted from behind!
Qian Qian heard it, but didn't know how to answer.
She just wants to find someone.
Wind, tell me, what should I do?
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The prince of the Wind Clan, a boy with purple eyes.
When Qian Qian finally met Liu Feng, the legendary and stunning crown prince of the Wind Clan, she was trapped in a barrier by the top masters of various demon clans.
Those masters were all seriously injured, and everyone around them looked pale.
No one expected that the third princess of the Fire Tribe, who was a loser not long ago, would suddenly become so powerful.
The King of the Fire Tribe had an ugly look on his face. He supported Yu Wanwan, who was seriously injured and covered in blood. He looked at Qianqian, was silent for a moment, and finally said: "Let's hold a sacrifice."
He knew he couldn't drag it out any longer. So many monsters had died today. If he continued to let it go, the curse might really come true.
"You can't kill her!" A young man suddenly broke into the crowd.