Chapter 1670 The Death of the National Teacher (1)
All the enemies have arrived in front of the Imperial Master and Di Xiaoyun.
The imperial master raised his sleeves and held Di Xiaoyun in his arms. His clear and calm eyes turned to the man, and he raised the corners of his lips faintly: "There is only half a stick of incense left before you leave. Although I
I can’t face these people, but it’s enough to deal with half a stick of incense…”
As long as he can survive half the stick of incense, Xiaoyun will be safe...
In the arms of the Imperial Master, Di Xiaoyun could not even move. Her strength was not as good as that of the Imperial Master, and she could not break free from his imprisonment.
She could only watch helplessly as those swords, clubs, guns and swords came towards her, causing her beautiful pupils to shrink suddenly.
The blood bloomed in front of her eyes, like a rose, pricking her eyes red and hurting her heart...
"No!!!"
Her voice was piercing and shrill, resounding throughout the mountains and seas. Tears flowed from her eyes, covering her face.
Every injury of the Imperial Master was like a sharp thorn stabbing into her heart, leaving her heartbroken and heartbroken.
She wished that all the hurt would be reflected on her body.
But the man in front of her was like a god, guarding her side and blocking all harm for her.
Even if the blood is dripping and the skin is picked to the bone, the man's brows have never wrinkled, and his face is calm and indifferent, and does not change its color.
The whole world seemed to disappear from Di Xiaoyun's eyes. In her eyes, there was only the man drifting like the wind. It was so quiet that... she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.
"What's going on?"
The man's eyes shrouded in black mist emitted a strange green light. He looked coldly at the imperial master covered in blood and said coldly: "Why is he not dead yet?"
How could he continue to stand here after enduring so many attacks?
The Imperial Master did not speak. He firmly protected the girl in his arms, his eyes as calm as water, without any disturbance.
It's just that his steps are a bit staggering, not as agile as before, and his attacks are getting slower and slower, and he can no longer be as quick and agile as before...
A sword came from behind and struck the Imperial Master on the shoulder. The blood spurting out stung Di Xiaoyun's eyes red, and her heartbeat had disappeared from her chest.
The man's black hair was blowing lightly in the wind, as ethereal as a fairy. Every move he made was deeply engraved in Di Xiaoyun's heart and burned into her mind, making her heartbroken.
Gradually, he lost the initial strength, and the hand that was closely watching over Di Xiaoyun slowly relaxed, and his whole person seemed to be fished out of a sea of blood. But even so, it did not affect his independence from this world.
temperament.
"National Master!"
When Di Xiaoyun saw that the Imperial Master had no extra strength, she hurriedly raised her hands, hugged the man tightly with both arms, and left her back to those people...
The attack came suddenly, falling like a violent storm.
Seeing that Di Xiaoyun's small body would be chopped into pieces under the swords of those people, Di Xiaoyun also closed his eyes, intending to endure countless pain and injuries...
but……
Just when the swords were about to fall on her body, the swords suddenly turned into dots and disappeared in the air.
Disappearing immediately, the group of enemies rushing towards them also turned into stars and dissipated under the blood-like moonlight.
"Is it time?" The man's face changed drastically, and he looked at Di Xiaoyun gloomily, "Kill this guy first this time, so that Di Cang loses a right-hand man, and I will kill you again next time!"