Chapter 1739

"It hurts!"

She took a breath and stood up tremblingly, but she couldn't stand steadily and fell again.

This time, the other knee knelt.

On this kneeling, the other knee slammed and hit something hard.

"My God..."

Her face has been distorted by the pain.

This is not the way to kneel. She put her hands on the ground and wanted to get up, but found that the pain of her two knees made her unable to move.

"What should I do?"

She had something important to do, but it was painful and painful to move. She was anxious and uncomfortable for a time. She couldn't help but redden her eyes and felt sorry for herself: "Wuwu, why can't I do anything well?"

From small to large, she has always been protected by her father. She has never tried to do anything by herself, but she is very eager for independence in her heart.

Sometimes I feel that my father protects her too tightly, so that she can't be independent by herself.

But now she found that she was really too weak. The word independence really had nothing to do with her.

She can't even do a little thing well.

Thinking so, the tears couldn't stop.

As she cried, she looked up into the sky. I don't know when the sky had recovered its peace.

No matter how she looked, she couldn't see Duanmu yawang's figure.

"Hoo Hoo ~"

I don't know how long I cried, but suddenly a stronger wind came around.

The wind was fierce and mixed with the cold of snow. She didn't wear thick clothes originally. Because of the pain, she suddenly felt the cold forgotten for a time.

She shivered.

She clearly understood that if she didn't go back to the house now, she might die here!

"No, I can't die."

She's dead. What about her father?

Also, what about Miss Duanmu and miss ye?

Thinking so, she gritted her teeth and stumbled up.

Just after spending nine cattle and two tigers to stand up, another gust of wind blew. She immediately hugged herself and had some doubts in her heart. She whispered: "why is the wind so strong suddenly?"

Thinking so, the wind is getting heavier and heavier.

And the wind was whistling down on his head, as if with a strong force, he kept pressing down. Fang ruoxing couldn't stand at all and fell down again.

Moreover, this time the whole person fell on the snow.

"Well..."

It's more comfortable to fall down than to kneel down. At least I'm not hurt.

But Fang ruoxing couldn't believe that he would be blown down by the wind again!

What the hell is this wind!

Thinking so, she glanced at the sky.

At this look, she was stunned.

I can't imagine what I saw!

I saw that in the originally silent sky, I don't know when, there was a wind vortex. The wind vortex was huge and covered with residual clouds. The clouds in the sky kept getting dark and expanding, but in the blink of an eye, the whole sky actually became very dark!

The black cloud pressed down a little, oppressing the city house, and there was a feeling of destroying everything!

"This..."

Fang ruoxing was frightened when he saw such a scene for the first time. He couldn't even move on the ground. There was only one thought in his mind, "is the sky falling down..."

Thinking so, suddenly, her eyes seemed to see a black cloud not far from her head, flashing a few white light clouds.

These white light clouds are particularly obvious in the black clouds.

She thought she was hallucinating because of the cold. She was wrong, but when she looked carefully, she found that a lot of white were flying crisscross in the black clouds. At first glance, it was a little like clothes dancing.

Clothes?

Fang ruoxing thought of something. As soon as his eyes lit up, he couldn't care about the pain at all. He stood up and looked up his neck carefully. He found that the white in the air was really not like clouds, but like clothes worn by people.

And it looks like the color of their filial piety clothes!

"Is it miss Duanmu and miss ye?"

She thought so and felt that the possibility was great. She couldn't help but be ecstatic. "Yes, it must be them. They're not dead!"

Fang ruoxing guessed right. Duanmu yawang and night nongying certainly didn't die.

But even if they didn't die, they didn't feel better.

Because they inexplicably rose into the air with the hurricane. They didn't stop when they rose to the high air. They kept rising and rising.

"Where are we going to go?" night Nong Ying said eagerly.

"I don't know." Duanmu yawang said, trying to throw away the fan in his hand.

"Don't bother." night nongying noticed her intention and said directly, "I wanted to try to loosen the fan before, but it's useless and can't be loosened."

Yes, their hands can't open the fan at all.

Fans seem to have grown on their hands.

Duanmu yawang: "if we go up like this, we can't help it even if we want to come down."

"Ghost knows how long it will rise." night nongying said sadly, "I knew I wouldn't attend the ceremony. It turned out to be so thrilling!"

"Didn't you say that participation is important?"

"But I don't want to take my life to participate!"

No matter how to make complaints about them, they continue to rise.

As they rose, the faster the Pu fan in their hands shook, and the power in the Pu fan automatically seeped out, and then intersected with the Pu fan power in everyone's hands, twisted into a force, which also accelerated everyone's rise.

The more the wind goes up, the more difficult it is for them to breathe.

Duanmu yawang has not tried the so-called high altitude, because she has seen countless planes and fighters at an altitude of 30000 feet in her last life.

However, it was in the cabin and had a protective cover.

However, now she is a physical foetus, rising into the air without any protective measures!

"My God!"

While rising, I couldn't stand the shadow at night. I kept shouting, "I'm going to insist on not helping. It's so hard!"

“……”

Duanmu yawang had already felt difficult to breathe, and she kept panting.

"Answer me, don't you feel bad?"

"I'm also a human being. How can I not feel bad!" duanmuya looked at her and said angrily, "can you stop talking at this time? Aren't you tired?"

"Tired!"

"But if we don't say it now, it's estimated that we won't have a chance to speak after we die!"

"...." I have to say that Duanmu yawang thinks what she said is still very reasonable.

It may also be that people are dying. Night nongying said something Duanmu yawang didn't expect: "I didn't expect that I would die with you. When I received Zhu Jinyu's letter, I thought you were just a mole ant with black eyes. It's not worth mentioning. In your empire, I just wanted to see how capable a mole ant was. I was able to play around Zhu Jinyu's tall and careful eye."

Be careful?

I have to say, Duanmu yawang thinks her adjectives are really good.

Duanmuya saw that she wanted to tell, and didn't want to be disappointed. She asked, "then?"

"Then, I didn't expect that you really have two brushes, and those with black hair and black eyes are not as ugly as I imagined, and even better than me." when I said, night shadow sighed, took two deep breaths, and continued after having oxygen: "moreover, I used poison again and again, but you cracked it, which makes me feel frustrated."

I felt frustrated for the first time in my life.

It was really the first time she met someone younger, prettier and more powerful than her.

How could she not be defeated.

After that, she added: "however, I soon felt that we should be the same kind of people. We are suitable to be friends." she also wanted to be friends with her.

Duanmu yawang heard this and sneered, "on the contrary, I see you just want to cut you down. I don't want to be friends with you at all."

"Why?"

Night nongying was not satisfied with Duanmu yawang's words, "I thought we sympathized with each other!"

Duanmu Ya looked coldly and said, "don't you forget what you did to my grandfather's army when you just came to our empire?"

“……”

Uh!

Night shadow touched the tip of his nose and said awkwardly, "I just want to try your ability. Besides, didn't you detoxify later?"