As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Xue'er and the boy in white standing back to back, attracting most of the firepower of the seven-colored demons. And the demon army was even more desperate to attack the abyss dragon. They wanted to seize the opportunity.
It is only a matter of time before the seventh-turn beast array becomes ineffective to remove this biggest threat. Then the boy in white and Long Xue will do it.
After Xueer came to the boy in white, the overjoyed expression was clearly visible on the boy's face. But in an instant, it turned into infinite worry.
"What are you doing here? You are no match for them, leave quickly!"
"Then you are no match for them. What are you doing here?"
"My father has a destiny and must guard every inch of land in Huanyun Kingdom. Even if I die in battle, I cannot retreat even half a step!"
Seeing the boy in white looking at death like this, with such a youthful spirit, Long Xue felt like his heart was pounding like a deer. The admiration and admiration almost overflowed from his chest.
After lowering her head, she asked a little shyly: "Then when you rescued me by the river, was it to protect me?"
A look of panic suddenly flashed across the black eyes of the boy in white, and his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously. But he still answered truthfully and seriously: "My father has a life, and the people of Mao'er Mountain must protect him to the death. Never let others hurt the cat."
There is not even a hair on the head of the people of Ershan.”
"What? Did you also listen to your father? Then if I wasn't from Mao'er Mountain, would you have refused to save me?" Xue'er was angry and looked at the boy in white with wide eyes.
The two of them took this opportunity, which was almost a matter of life and death, to express their feelings as if they were expressing all their last wishes. Without any reservation.
"No, no, even if you are not from Mao'er Mountain, I will save you..."
"Why?"
"Because... because..." The boy in white did not continue, but his crimson cheeks and rosy earlobes seemed to speak for themselves.
Long Xue finally smiled with satisfaction, and the resentment in his heart completely dissipated. He raised his hand and took the initiative to hold the palm of the boy in white. He said to him like an oath: "Okay, now we will live and die together. If we can survive...
If we die, we will become husband and wife! If we die, we will not be able to sleep together in life, but we will be able to share the same hole in death."
Seeing that these two silly children were already determined to die, Murong Feixue's heart trembled.
"I can't stand it anymore. These two children are too young."
As Murong Feixue spoke, she took a step forward. Her body just floated in mid-air, flying towards the center of the battlefield like a gust of wind. Long Ming, Long Fei, Mo Jinran and Shenlong Shi all followed closely behind.
In an instant, there was a roar in the sky, and Murong Feixue made a brilliant appearance. Her high-profile appearance almost brought the entire battlefield to a standstill. Everyone looked up and looked up at the woman coming on the wind.
She stood quietly in the sky. Her clothes were flying, and the snow-white clothes made her face as cold as a lotus. As her eyes moved, a pair of piercing eyes were filled with murderous intent. But her movements were so...
He was calm and relaxed, like an outing in a garden, leisurely and natural. He didn't take the battlefield full of blood and carnage seriously at all.
"Mom! Are you here?" Xueer was overjoyed, smiling with crooked eyebrows.
"Your mother? That's not..." The boy in white was startled and his eyes were as big as copper bells. He seemed to know who Long Xue's mother was.
However, there are also some who are short-sighted. For example, the seven big demons looked up and were still laughing heartlessly.
