Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 1234 Peerless, fall! (2)
As soon as her body softened, she suddenly felt the world spinning, Ling Wushuang felt a loud bang in the sea of ​​consciousness, and she seemed to hear the voice of her own soul flying away.The eyes were slack, and there was a vast expanse of white in front of him, and then fell down high into the sky, the ice bow suddenly turned into blue and white mist and dissipated, and the white clothes scattered with the wind, like a broken lotus, floating down.This world is always fair, if you get what you can't, you will pay what you have, the price.

"princess!"

"Unparalleled!"

The chaotic calls around her sounded in her ears, but Ling Wushuang didn't have the slightest strength to respond. The roaring voice of the magic army gradually faded away, and she fell into the darkness completely, only feeling that she was falling towards the endless abyss. keep falling.

"Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang girl." The voice of Saintess Yunzhi was anxious and cautious.

In the end, Ye Rong caught Ling Wushuang who fell down with quick eyes and hands, and was almost taken down by the fierce force. After she stabilized quickly, she supported Ling Wushuang, who was limp like a ball of cotton, and cried out in worry. , even reprimanded with distress, "This girl!"

How dare she arbitrarily move the true power of the Ice God Bow, not to mention a demigod, even a mid-level god would not dare to move rashly, how could it be so easy to control.

Ye Rong was still scolding Ling Wushuang for being so impulsive, suddenly, her whole body froze and all her movements stopped, her eyes widened suddenly, she shook her head in a daze, "No ,Is not likely to."

She couldn't feel any breath of life in Wushuang, how could it be like this, how could it be like this!
"No, why not." After realizing this, Ye Rong was so anxious that blood almost gushed out of her throat, the hand holding Ling Wushuang suddenly tightened, and she murmured to herself, "Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang! "

Ye Rong's hands supporting Ling Wushuang trembled subconsciously, her ears hummed loudly, and her heart stopped beating at that moment.

The entire revived mystical beast army from ancient times was almost strangled by Ling Wushuang alone, and the melee outside the barrier died down. Yun Chen and Jian Nu chased down Ling Wushuang when he fell, and touched this place. After a situation, the two of them retreated suddenly, almost falling directly into the sky.

"Princess." Yun Chen's knees softened, and he half knelt down.

"Ow!"

Xiao Jiu roared up to the sky, which was the most primitive and pure grief of the mysterious beast. The flames lingered and burned all over his body. The nine tails merged in a flash, and the huge body covering the sky and the sun shrank rapidly. He rushed towards Ling Wushuang as fast as lightning. A flaming light and shadow lingered in the air.

Ye Xingtian stared blankly at Shang Ye Rong, and then slowly fell back to Ling Wushuang's snow-white face.

"Princess..." Ye Xingtian's soft call didn't get any response, but he still didn't give up, and asked cautiously, "Princess?"

Suddenly, Ye Xingtian, who is fearless and fearless, turned gray and white at this moment, his eyes flashed with extreme panic, his whole body trembled, and he didn't even dare to look at Mr. Lou. Yan glanced in that direction.

If the concubine is gone, your majesty will die too.

"Ow!"

A crazily whistling sounded like the chant of an ancient dragon, soaring into the sky, the cold wind roared between the sky and the earth, making the whole earth tremble, and thousands of ghosts seemed to have stopped howling in that instant.

Inky black light flashed, and Lou Junyan's strong figure in a pitch-black cloak appeared in front of everyone in vain. The speed of the ghost was astonishing, and the endless crimson eyes were staring at Ye Rong, coldly. There was no expression on Bing's handsome face.

Ye Rong couldn't help shaking, and let go of Ling Wushuang's hand.

The petite white figure landed firmly in Lou Junyan's broad embrace, and the black cloak was rolled up and covered, under the fine shadows cut by the red hair, the thin blood-stained lips gently opened and closed, "Wu Shuang , I just left for a while, just for a short while, why are you so disobedient?"

Lou Junyan's tone was very flat, as if Ling Wushuang, who had closed his eyes, just knocked accidentally and fell asleep.

Ling Wushuang lay quietly in Lou Junyan's arms, her dry lips tightly closed, her delicate face was no longer as lively as before, the blood color was receding inch by inch, and the breath of life was rapidly drying up and dissipating at a powerless speed.

"My lord, the concubine will be fine, but this, this injury is a bit serious, no, nothing will happen!" In the end, it was Yunchen who mustered up the courage to murmur, but he didn't feel that he was covered in a robe. The hands in it were trembling.

However, who knows what is going on with Ling Wushuang better than Lou Junyan?
Lou Junyan lowered his eyes and remained silent. Everyone around him dared to make any noise.

"what--"

Caught off guard by howling, Ye Xingtian, Ye Rong, Nanyu Saintess, and Yunchen Jiannu, the people around were suddenly shaken away by the force bursting out of Lou Junyan's body, spurting out blooming blood across the sky, staining the sky red. In the moonlight, the weaker Yunchen and others were directly blasted to the ground.

Lou Junyan's red hair danced wildly, his red pupils flickered with light, and his hostility was billowing out like a cloud of smoke, and strands of silver-gray power gushed out of his body, endlessly pouring into Ling Wushuang's body .

Under the hazy profound energy, Lou Junyan's expression was crazy and ferocious.

"It's useless, the concubine's soul is about to fade away." Ye Xingtian was seriously injured at this time and almost couldn't stand still, but seeing Lou Junyan's state, he desperately extradited his skills to Ling Wushuang, how could he have time to care? After talking about these things, he said worriedly, "If this continues, something will happen to the king."

The king has lost his mind now, what should we do?But don't talk about stopping it, it's a problem to get close now!
A wave of silver-gray power surged out, like thousands of long dragons rushing out of Lou Junyan's body, roaring across the universe, and finally gathered in Ling Wushuang's body, no one around that space could approach , It was dead silent and cold, and it completely became a Shura field.

"Unparalleled."

At this time, a golden light descended from the sky, burning like a flame. Jin Ling quickly took a few steps forward and saw the situation of the woman in Lou Junyan's arms from a distance. It will."

No, you can't!
"Damn it, what are you doing?" Jin Ling turned his eyes and stared at the people beside him, his anger was burning like a flame, and the golden light all over his body could not be restrained from gushing out, unable to find any way out to vent the unprecedented despair in his heart .

Yes, desperate.

Saintess Yunzhi gritted her teeth and turned her head away, feeling self-reproach and anxiety in her heart, indeed she blamed them for not stopping Wushuang in time, but how could they stop what Wushuang girl wanted to do?

(End of this chapter)