Iron Cross Fire

No, Miss Nine cannot die.

While howling, Tie Bowen didn't know where he got the strength from, rushed out of the encirclement of many black-armored cavalrymen, and hugged Nalan Wushuang tightly.

"Bang!"

At this moment, Yitai's palm hit Tie Bowen's back heavily. There was a dull sound, Tie Bowen's body shook violently, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person fell limply on Nalan Wushuang.

"Big guy!"

Nalan Wushuang's delicate body trembled, tears flowed like a spring.

"Miss Nine, you... you must live!" Tie Bowen used all his strength and slowly said to Nalan Wushuang: "I will lead Yitai to my side later, and you will take the opportunity to rush out, you must rush out."

Tie Bowen thought about it, pretending to compromise later, attracting Yitai to his side, and providing Nalan Wushuang with time to break out.

"No!"

Nalan Wushuang shook his head desperately, tears falling continuously: "I won't leave... I'm meaningless without you by my side. Why are you so stupid to help me block that palm, why..."

When saying this, Nalan Wushuang's voice was choked with sobs, and his heart was broken.

At this time, Nalan Wushuang could clearly sense that Tie Bowen's breath was getting weaker and weaker.

"I..."

Tie Bowen leaned in Nalan Wushuang's arms, listened to her reproach, showed a weak smile, and whispered: "I... I like you... After all, I am also a warrior of the Rakshasa tribe, how can I watch my beloved woman in desperate situation and do nothing?"

"It's a pity... I'm too useless, and I couldn't protect you in the end..."

Before finishing the last word, Tie Bowen slowly closed his eyes and swallowed his last breath.

Buzz!

Seeing that Tie Bowen had no breath, Nalan Wushuang's delicate body trembled, and her mind was instantly blank.

After being stunned for several seconds, Nalan Wushuang finally reacted, hugged Tie Bowen tightly, and burst into tears: "Big guy, don't scare me, wake up, wake up..."

In the grief, countless scenes flashed in Nalan Wushuang's mind, and her memory suddenly revived, and she remembered her identity, that is, the lady of the Nalan family.

At the same time, every bit of experience with Tie Bowen in the past few days was constantly projected in her mind...

"Brother Bowen!"

Nalan Wushuang's tears flowed freely, and she leaned close to Tie Bowen's face and called out this intimate name for the first time: "I won't let you die, you open your eyes and look at me, in fact, I like you too... You wake up... wake up..."

At the end of crying, Nalan Wushuang's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he had been drained of strength.

"Haha!"

Just then, Yitaier came over with a sneer on his face: "Don't be so sad, I will send you down next and reunite with this kid." As he said, the whole person flew up and slapped Nalan Wushuang's head with one palm.

Huh!

Feeling the power of Yitaier's palm, Nalan Wushuang's grief-stricken face did not fluctuate at all, and then she hugged Tie Bowen tightly and closed her eyes.

The situation in front of her was completely doomed, and there was no room for resistance at all.

Fortunately, she died with Brother Bowen, so she had no regrets.

"Buzz!"

Thinking like this in her heart, Nalan Wushuang was ready to wait for death quietly, but suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to her mind, and Nalan Wushuang suddenly realized something.

"Yitaer, you killed the big guy, I want you to pay with your life."

The next second, Nalan Wushuang suddenly opened her eyes, and a few cold words came out of her mouth.

Buzz!

After the last word fell, Nalan Wushuang gently put Tie Bowen on the ground, her delicate body rose up, flew into the air, and the internal force in her dantian burst out and merged into the long sword in her hand.

The internal force was all integrated into the long sword. At this time, Nalan Wushuang was like an ordinary person, but the killing intent flashed in his eyes, which was frightening.

"Hmm? What's going on?"

"What is she going to do..."

Instantly, many black-armored cavalrymen around looked closely at Nalan Wushuang, their hearts full of doubts.

Yitaier was also stunned for a moment, then smiled contemptuously: "What? Still want revenge, do you have the strength to do it?"

However, Nalan Wushuang seemed not to hear his words, her delicate body was suspended in the air, her eyes flashed with strange light, and finally, a few crisp and cold words came out of Nalan Wushuang's mouth, echoing over the entire palace.

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