The Glory of Nations Chapter 69: Separation, Separation
"Haha, she is such a beautiful little girl, I can't bear to do it."
Jia Ying looked at Xue Bing'er. Two wooden spears appeared in his hands. Xue Bing'er turned around sharply, with two tears on her face, but she opened her mouth with an expression on her face and said, "As long as you can kill me, I will kill you."
He, I will promise you what you said!" His tone was as cold as the wind and frost in January.
"oh?"
Jia Ying was stunned when he heard the words, but then the corners of his mouth raised. But before he could sarcastically say anything, he stayed where he was. He raised his head and looked stiffly at the sky. He saw a figure appearing in the sky without knowing when, with his feet
Stepping on the void, wearing a snow skirt and ice clothes, the world turned from summer to winter in an instant, and little bits of wind and frost fell, sprinkling on everyone's heads.
"King of Heaven?!"
Jia Ying was horrified, how could there be a king here, and he seemed to be the girl's helper. Whether it was or not, he knew that he couldn't stay here anymore. He raised his feet and wanted to run, but found that he couldn't move at all.
He didn't know what was imprisoning his feet. When he looked down, there were ice crystals that silently froze his ankles. He picked up two wooden spears and stabbed the ice crystals continuously, while the mysterious energy was stirring.
"Keng! Keng! Keng!"
With crisp sounds, the ground trembled crazily, but the ice crystals were intact. On the contrary, the ground beneath his feet suddenly dented. The woman stepped on the invisible stairs and stepped down from the air step by step under Jia Ying's panicked gaze, gently picking up Xue.
Bing'er's petite body, her eyes glowed with maternal light, and there was a natural snowflake mark on her forehead that shone faintly.
"Have you decided?"
Her voice was so soft, as if she was afraid of shocking the little person in her arms. Xue Bing'er nodded her head in the woman's arms, and then Jia Ying, who was frantically destroying the ice crystals, felt a cold air under his feet spread all over his body.
, the spiritual palace instantly fell silent and could not be broken at all.
Jia Ying's pupils shrank sharply and turned into two small dots. He looked at the woman who was far away and just opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but the ice crystals quickly covered his whole body from his feet.
A strong man with the fifth level of Tongxuan turned into an ice sculpture like a work of art in front of their eyes. They could see every strand of hair, the stiff expression, and the two wooden spears in his hands. Everything was changed.
Freeze in place.
"What about him?"
Xue Lengxin looked at Ling Feng who was kneeling on one knee in a pool of blood and said. At the same time, because of Jia Ying's death, the thorns entangled in the flesh and bones of the flaming tiger instantly became fragile. The flaming tiger collapsed easily, and then the tiger's body jumped with a loud sound.
Xiang Xia blocked in front of Ling Feng.
The flames on her body have dissipated. Her huge body is covered with ferocious scars, which go deep into her muscles and bones. Golden blood continues to flow out and sprinkle on the ground. This time, there are no more flames. Her beautiful golden hair is also soaked in blood.
, sticking wetly to her body.
"Roar!"
There was a fierce light in the eyes of the flaming tiger, and Xiang Xue Lengxin roared angrily. The blood in his mouth overflowed and flowed to the ground. The scene was extremely miserable, and Ling Feng behind him had already turned into a pool of blood, and his whole body was broken into pieces.
It will fall apart in the next second.
"You killed grandpa."
Xue Bing'er looked at this scene and said plainly, looking at Ling Feng through the flaming tiger, her eyes were only cold and no longer as bright as before. Then Xue Lengxin flew into the air, bringing the bodies of Xue Bing'er and Xue Qing towards
It flew north and disappeared into the sky in a few breaths.
The Fiery Tiger bared its teeth in the direction the two left, turned around and looked down at Ling Feng. Two huge teardrops appeared in the tiger's eyes and fell into the pool of blood, causing a splash of water. She touched it lightly with her head.
He glanced at Ling Feng, but Ling Feng didn't react at all.
"Well!"
It hummed low, gently rolled up Ling Feng with its soft tail and put it on its back, and then ran towards the distant mountain forest. Blood spilled on the ground as it ran. The Fiery Tiger endured the pain on its body.
I know it's not safe here, but for monsters, mountains are the safest.
That day, that night, he met her.
Cold winter, autumn moon, immature girl.
A slight smile, a look back, a soft whisper.
Memories, fleeting years, will eventually wake up from the dream.
…
Everything that happened here made the onlookers confused. They had no time to sort out their brains. Characters such as Tongxuan, Demon King, and Heavenly King, who were previously out of reach, all appeared in front of them and had a great battle.
No one dared to speak, they just stared blankly ahead, as if they had lost their soul.
"call!"
A gust of wind passed before everyone's eyes. An old man stood here, holding a silver spear. He frowned and looked at Jia Ying, who had turned into an ice sculpture, and then looked around at the mess. Finally, he walked to the pool of blood and sighed.
Thinking about it, Ling Feng's chance of survival is not very high, and even if he survives, it will definitely not be easy, but who has such a strong strength to make a strong man of the fifth level of Tongxuan die without any resistance.
Looking at the pool of blood, Mr. Xu suddenly let out a sigh, bent down and pulled out a golden hairpin soaked in blood from the soil in the pool of blood. Just by looking at it, he knew that this was the hairpin that Ling Ruoyu gave to Ling Feng.
branch.
"Who killed him? Is the boy still alive?"
After putting away the gold hairpin, Mr. Xu pointed at Jia Ying and asked everyone. Someone hesitated for a while and then stood up: "It was a heavenly king, the Bingxuan Heavenly King. After she killed that man, she took a girl away. As for
That young man should be dead, but he was taken away by a demon king."
The man said. Mr. Xu nodded and frowned. He was both the King of Heaven and the King of Demons. How could a boy named Naxuan bring so many things to his mind? But the most important thing now is to find that boy. Mr. Xu is Fengxuan.
, is most sensitive to breath, and follows the remaining blood breath of monster beasts all the way up.
The speed was astonishingly fast, like a real strong wind breaking into the Qingxuan Mountains, but Mr. Xu couldn't find any trace of Ling Maple even after scanning the Qingxuan Mountains. As for the aura of the monster beast entering the mountains,
Then it disappeared strangely.
"eccentric!"
Mr. Xu stood on a cliff, his robe blown up by the wind and waves. He looked for it again. If he couldn't find it again, he would stop looking. He didn't care about Ling Feng's life or death at all. What he cared about was Ling Feng's value.
Three hours later, Mr. Xu stood outside the Qingxuan Mountains and exhaled a breath of turbid air. There were blood stains on his originally clean clothes, which were left by encountering a monster while looking for Ling Feng.
"I'm not looking for you anymore. Just let fate take its course. There's probably no danger if the Demon King is by your side. This kid is really good at hiding."
Mr. Xu said to himself that he did not find the demon king that Ling Feng and passers-by were talking about, which meant that the demon king found a place to hide. Ling Feng was really lucky to have the demon king following him.
He just took one look at the battlefield and knew that Ling Feng was absolutely disabled. Monsters could save him but could not cure him. A genius who died halfway was not worth his efforts to find.
"Go back and tell the princess first."
Mr. Xu muttered, and the mysterious energy roared in the spiritual palace. His whole body seemed to have merged with the air and turned into a strong wind, rushing into the adventure city and jumping into Linglong Pharmacy and immediately knelt down on one knee.
"How is he? Is he injured? Is he still alive?
"
Ling Ruoyu had been wandering around the room, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. When she saw Mr. Xu leaving, she asked anxiously. She had an ominous premonition in her heart, but no matter how much she didn't want to know, when she saw Mr. Xu coming back alone,
By that time, I almost understood.
"Old minister, I only found the princess's golden hairpin. As for Ling Feng, I don't know whether he is alive or dead."
There was a golden hairpin on Mr. Xu's hands, with dried blood stains on it. Ling Ruoyu's eyes darkened, and he almost fell down under Mr. Xu's panicked gaze. In the end, he could barely stand still by holding on to the table, holding it with trembling hands.
Looking at the golden hairpin in Mr. Xu’s hand: “Whose blood is on it?”
"It should, it should be Ling Feng's."
The pool of blood appeared in Mr. Xu's mind again. It must have been condensed after all the blood in the body was drained! It would be a miracle if this person could still survive intact!
Ling Ruoyu raised her head to prevent tears from falling, and waved her hand: "You can go down." Mr. Xu responded hesitantly. He felt that he might have underestimated that Ling Ruoyu might not only value Ling Feng's talent, but maybe...
He didn't dare to think about it. He had to be beheaded. Mr. Xu respectfully left the room and closed the door.
"You must still be alive, if you die..."
The tears in Ling Ruoyu's eyes finally flowed down, and she tied the golden hairpin stained with Ling Feng's blood directly into her hair without washing it. Everything happened so suddenly, she felt that she was not decisive enough.
That's what caused all this.
"I believe you are still alive."
She slowly closed her eyes, tears streaming down from the corners of her eyes, soaking her veil and sticking it to her cheeks. The door was suddenly opened a little. Lin'er peeked inside furtively, and then she was shocked to discover
Ling Ruoyu actually cried.
"Isn't that bastard really dead?"
Lin'er thought to herself, wanting to go in and ask, but she didn't dare to disturb Ling Ruoyu, so she had to secretly close the door. As soon as she turned around, Song Yu appeared behind her, and she was so frightened that she almost screamed.
He made a loud noise, glared at Song Yu and left quickly.
Song Yu followed her and asked, "Well, how is Mr. Ling, is he okay?"
"I didn't know, you go ask the princess." Lin'er said angrily, Song Yu's face felt a little unnatural: "This..." How dare he ask, so he sighed and walked downstairs, and he also
We have to prepare to return to the Imperial City. As for Ling Feng, let’s see if he will show up during the Tianyu Kingdom Competition.
Ling Ruoyu shed tears silently, as if she wanted to dry up all the tears in her life. Ling Tianqing suddenly appeared in the room and looked at his daughter: "Why are you bothering? What you want to do is to make yourself strong and powerful."
When no one can interfere with you anymore, then replace me and ascend to the throne. Isn't this your wish? I am also using my own methods to help you achieve this wish, but do you think that young man can really do it?
If that young man can't do it, what should you do? Let him watch you get married?"
"Your method is wrong. It is pathological to rely on suppressing a person to inspire his determination."
Ling Ruoyu looked at her father without timidity and said, Ling Tianqing snorted and flung her sleeves and flew out of the room. Ling Ruoyu watched Ling Tianjun leave, sat weakly on the chair, stretched out her hand to take the gold hairpin, a sudden look in her beautiful eyes
There was a flash of light.
A piece of purple-patterned black robe suddenly appeared in her hands. She took off her veil, buried her beautiful face like a fairy in the clothes, felt the familiar breath, and fell asleep tiredly in the memories.
In the hazy dreamland, she seemed to be back in the boy's arms again, so warm and peaceful...