On the edge of Lanlan City, these two sides faced off.
Here is the vast sky and lake, and no one can look up and see the scenery here.
Xiaojiu curled up in the arms of Qingli's fourth spring and said nothing.
Even if she was really handed over to Dark Star in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, she would not feel any blame at all.
There was an invincible enemy in front of him. If it were said that on that night, the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, which was also surrounded by powerful men from the heavenly realm, had the final trump card of weapons.
Then he has no one to rely on except himself.
Even Xiaojiu couldn't find a reason for his refusal.
The Thirteenth Elder waited coldly for the answer in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli. He did not believe that the man would refuse, because there was really no way to refuse.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he smiled slightly and raised his hand on the white horse. The second golden long sword slowly condensed and stretched, as if a golden lotus slowly grew out of his palm. He looked at the thirteen elders seriously with a clean smile. And sincerely: "They are always ants and ants. Elder, do you feel that you are annoyed?"
The Thirteenth Elder sneered, and countless stars and lights spread out in all directions with him as the center.
There were countless dazzling stars, and the entire sky was instantly enveloped in night. Xiaojiu had seen Marquis Qingyan's bluebird world that enveloped the world, but Xiaojiu had never even heard of such a starry sky realm.
Just looking at it makes people suffocate.
The silver-haired Dark Star elder stood in the center of the starry sky with a sneer, like a god.
"Stupid thing, I thought of giving you a chance."
The night, as thick as thick ink, spread over the bodies of Xiaojiu and Qingli in the spring of the fourth year like a tide. Xiaojiu looked at the black shadow sliding over his skin like silk, and felt as cold as if it were in the cold night. Snow water.
They were instantly shrouded in darkness, as if an extremely huge beast had swallowed them into its belly.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, I let the snow water cover my body, and I still had time to lower my head and ask Xiaojiu in my arms: "Hi, Your Highness, are you afraid?"
Xiao Jiu carefully looked at Qingli's face in the fourth year of spring, trying to find a trace of uneasiness and fear on that good-looking and clean young face, but failed.
The man in front of her had a calm smile, and the pride and confidence deep in his eyes made her unable to look away. Even though she had no idea where he got this confidence from, Xiaojiu suddenly wanted to believe him unconditionally.
No reason, I just want to believe it.
So she shook her head silently, her beautiful aqua eyes were surprisingly clear, like a cold pond after a spring rain.
"I seem to have told Her Highness the Princess that when I kill, I pay attention to good times, beautiful scenery, and the company of beauties." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he laughed happily: "Princess, have you ever been willing to join me?"
Xiaojiu sat on the white horse in the dark, nodded seriously, and smiled like a lotus: "Of course I am willing."
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he held Xiaojiu in one hand and looked at the man in the starry sky with a sword in the other. He laughed and said, "Thirteenth Elder, are you prepared to die?"
The prince in black is riding on a white horse with wings spread, holding a golden sword, with the endless night behind him. This is probably a very desperate scene.
Such as fighting alone, such as fighting to the death.
But his expression was like a king reviewing his army and preparing to massacre the city.
The Shadow Chaser Pegasus seemed to understand its master's thoughts and began to run forward.
This is a charge, which is a battle.
He charged alone, as if he were followed by thousands of cavalry, and the sound of hooves was like thunder.
The Thirteenth Elder seemed to be watching an ant with wings rushing towards the blazing sun. Although his courage was commendable, he only had the courage to die.
So he waved his right hand, and boundless starlight poured out like the Milky Way, rushing toward the galloping white horse.
Xiaojiu looked at the vast Milky Way that was almost touching the sky. She couldn't imagine that this could be an attack by one person. She just tightened the skirt of Qingli Four Spring's clothes, then opened her eyes wide and looked ahead - although she didn't believe that Qingli Four Spring Nian Chun will win, but he doesn't want to close his eyes and wait for his failure.
This is her pride, so she is willing to stick to it.
So Xiaojiu's eyes widened in disbelief.
The thirteenth elder's sarcastic smile froze on his face.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his aura was as sharp as a sword, so the sword in his hand was naturally unparalleled in the world.
He came on Pegasus and rushed into the Milky Way.
Then the galaxy began to shatter into pieces.
He rushed into the ocean of stars, splitting countless stars with his sharp sword, and crushed countless stars with Pegasus. In the blue and white light and shadow of the stars, they walked through, and behind them was a broken track of stars that was shattered into a strip of light.
Just snap your fingers and maybe blink your eyes twice.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he rode past and came to the Thirteenth Elder. He looked at the man in front of him with a cruel and gentle smile: "I forgot to tell you that your level is not enough."
"The only person who can fight across borders, apart from weapons, is me."
He spoke coldly in front of the opponent, and then slashed with his sword.
As the golden sword fell, a thin curtain of light rose up. The Thirteenth Elder looked frightened, but this did not prevent him from using his last strength to protect him.
That is the purest starlight, so if the sword penetrates an inch, it will not be able to advance an inch.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at the frightened faces of the thirteen elders in front of him and said softly: "Explode!"
The long sword exploded inch by inch, golden fighting spirit splashed out like fireworks, and the screen instantly collapsed.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, at the moment when the light curtain first dispersed, his right hand passed through Dou Qi and Starlight, and the black sleeve was cut and burned, but his long, white hand had already wrapped around the throat of the Thirteenth Elder.
The darkness instantly dissipated, and the blue sky reappeared.
"It's such a pity." In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he looked at the Heavenly Realm powerhouse whose hands were unable to grasp his right hand. He was not in a hurry to kill him directly, because if someone offended a lion, the lion would not rush to bite the offender's throat. . "Elder, why are you so eager to take credit? Obviously more people are still waiting to see what happens. If I really didn't have the ability to protect myself, I wouldn't be alive in Dark Star to this day."
"It is really a pleasure to kill a Dark Star elder with your own hands. Say goodbye to this world, Thirteenth Elder."
Saying this, he tightened his fingers and tried to crush the Adam's apple of the person in front of him.
At this time, a line appeared in the air.
A pale line almost invisible to the naked eye.
No one could see clearly when this line came. When they saw it, the white line had already penetrated the shoulder blade in the spring of the fourth year of Qingli.
As if after some kind of precise calculation, this white thread shattered all the related bones in his right arm, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Xiaojiu's jade-like face.
It's like the sharpest sword piercing a layer of white paper.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, he didn't realize that his right arm was completely unable to exert force, but he still exerted force on his wrist at that moment, still trying to crush his Adam's apple in advance.
So a second white line was drawn, accurately piercing his wrist.
"If you move again, I will add the rule of crushing." A cold female voice sounded faintly, and the silver-haired girl quietly appeared in the field of vision.
After the thirteenth elder escaped from the trap, he quickly swept back ten feet in shock before stopping.
And all this happened in the blink of an eye. Even before Xiaojiu had time to activate Qianye Liubi, she was picked up from the horse. Her hands and feet were already bound by unknown cold power. She subconsciously turned around and saw only the silver veil. Golden pupils. Then consciousness disappears in that moment.
In the spring of the fourth year of Qingli, his entire right arm was lost in an instant, but he did not panic at all. He looked at the silver-haired girl who suddenly appeared: "What does star track mean?"
"Bring back the Ninth Princess Ye Qing and forgive all your actions." The silver light enveloped the princess in white until it finally formed a silver cocoon of light. The princess fell asleep in the cocoon, and Xingxi whispered behind the cocoon: "Don't try to draw the knife, even then you won't be able to take her back from me."
"Stop!" The Thirteenth Elder shouted almost hysterically: "Kill him quickly, he just dared to commit such treason!"
