A gloomy and quiet forest.
In an instant, he was disturbed by a rush of footsteps.
Qin rebellious sky, Xuan Huang and other people rushed at full speed. In a moment, they were flying in their clothes. They started flying birds on the branches, and the messy grass and leaf debris were flying.
The wind is blowing in front of us.
The emperor xuanhuang and others slowly stopped, wondering.
Only then did we find that the road ahead was blocked by several teams.
Two or three hundred men at the same time.
Take a closer look. There is a transparent mesh cover in the front.
It's like a glass bowl that is buckled upside down to the ground. Despite the numerous air currents surging on the cover, it's all recoiled back. It's all right.
However, the team members were miserable. They howled all around. Everyone was thrown out by the recoil force and fell to the ground in all directions.
With xuanhuang and anti sky, they stood quietly on the opposite side and looked at the people who were crazy about cutting the transparent net cover.
Treat the crowd to disperse a little bit, this just discovers, there is something in that net cover unexpectedly.
To be exact, it is a little girl who kneels on the ground and looks almost pale to transparent.
Just like a seven-year-old, he held a big sword with his hands tightly, which was a little longer than his body. His dark eyes were filled with mist. On his thin little face, he looked very big and amazing.
The hands seem to be using the strength of milk, so that the whole body is shaking.
Next to her, an animal lying on the ground with a light white fluorescent surface. It looks like a deer, its four hoofs are covered with snow. In the middle of its forehead, a golden horn has lost its original luster.
The pupil of the sky suddenly shrinks.
Xuanhuang's vision is far away. She falls on the little girl in the glass cover. Specifically, it falls on the big sword tightly held by her hands. Her eyes are one of them. "What sword is that?"
So fierce, far away, you can feel a wave of concussion.
At this time, the little girl in the glass cover stood up slowly.
A head of messy hair covered in the forehead tip, almost transparent pale face, is a pair of dead eyes, as well as the little bloody lip that was bitten.
"Not good." Xuanhuang's face changed, but before the sound came out of the sky, the man had been electrified and swept forward.
"Back off!" Hundreds of people at the scene changed their faces and quickly retreated.
At the same time, the little girl put the big sword out of the glass cover and shot at the nearest crowd.
There was only a slight whoosh, and there was a buzzing vibration in the air.
The bodies of the seven nearby people have been pierced one by one by the huge sword. All the seven people have a blood hole in their chest, which makes them gasp on the spot.
The others in the team were all stunned when they saw the situation, so they fell back in panic and hurried to disperse around.
"It's Fu Xijian."
"There are records in the history of the mainland, but only a few words. Fuxi sword is a treasure formed by the spirit of heaven and earth at the beginning of chaos. But it has always been a legend. "
"The power of Fuxi sword is beyond the child's control."
The eyes against the sky followed xuanhuang, but she was in front of the glass cover.
For another moment, the man was in the hood, holding the little girl's body in one hand, and said in a deep voice, "nonsense. Don't you want to kill yourself if you forcibly control the blades that are tens of thousands of times more powerful than yourself? "
"Elder martial sister's power of space is more and more pure."
The fastest moving speed in the world is the blink of an eye. You can breathe thousands of miles away. How happy you are.
But see, xuanhuang a language falls, little girl suddenly opens mouth to spurt a big mouth blood.
The whole face is more and more transparent as a piece of paper. The thin face is likely to break at any time.
Xuanhuang's hand is like electricity. In a moment, she has stabbed several needles on her body. The eyes light says, "don't take back the sword! Come on! "
The child is almost dead, but this stubborn and unyielding fortitude reminds her that when she first came to a strange place and was surrounded by strong enemies, she also came with difficulties.
Thinking of this, xuanhuang's eyes could not help slowing down.
The little girl was exhausted and fell down, but she was firmly held by xuanhuang. It was like chopping vegetables and chopping melons. She ran across the country and killed people when she saw them. She swished back.
Xuanhuang, however, is a little girl with eyes closed and no blood.
He raised his eyes and stared at the Fuxi sword, which was lying in the air, floating and sinking, releasing huge energy and full of blood.
"Take it back!" Xuanhuang's face was cold and gave the child a pulse.
Next second, there was a flash of consternation in her eyes.
It seems that I don't believe it. I put my finger on the little girl's pulse again. Then I took back my hand and looked at the girl slightly.
No pulse.
She looked at the child.The cold pool is full of blue waves and bright water.
So clear and cold, so dark and lonesome, penetrating the world.
Her heart, how bleak.
This should be a child with a story
"Whew." Fu Xi's sword flashed in the air for a moment, then disappeared.
Xuanhuang went to see the dying animals around the little girl.
Unfortunately, the Golden Horn of the forehead tip has completely lost its color.
My hair has also darkened.
All of this shows that this legitimate white unicorn King descendant has been dead for a long time.
No wonder these people around are crazy. Don't kill girls and unicorns.
It is said that to get the blood of the white unicorn, you can get the strength of its blood.
Even if it's just a legend, it can make people crazy.
Xuanhuang and anti sky's eyes swept several people under their eyes.
There is no humanity, for a myth, a cup of white unicorn blood, such a mean siege of such a young girl.
At this time, the xuanhuang in the mask is waiting to reach out and touch the white unicorn that has died in the cold breath.
But is pushed away by the little girl.
Her whole little body fell on the white unicorn, holding it so tightly that no one could touch it.
Xuanhuang smiled helplessly, raised her hand and rubbed the little girl's untidy head, and said softly, "silly child, if you don't let go, how can I dissect her child?"
The little girl suddenly looked back at xuanhuang, her eyes full of distrust and a little shock.
After all, if you look at the shape of a white unicorn, you can't see that it's carrying a small unicorn.
Xuanhuang gave her a light smile, reached out and pulled the little girl aside, patted her head, "if you are not comfortable, you can close your eyes without dead support."
Because, the split picture, not so aesthetic.
But the little girl watched from beginning to end, almost without blinking.
Soon, a snow-white, curled up body, eyes closed, cat size unicorn was held by xuanhuang and put on the little girl's hand.
Xuanhuang squatted down and looked down at the little body's child. She handed a white gourd to the girl's hand when she turned it over. "Give it to drink in half an hour."
The girl's alert eyes stared at xuanhuang, and then she took a step back holding the unicorn.
The child tightly hugged it, holding it very hard, and his almost pale lips were pursed to death. His eyes were slightly heavy, and he could not see any expression.
Why help me? The girl didn't make a sound, which was in her eyes.
Because you're worth it.
Xuanhuang chuckled and raised her hand to caress her head.