The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Even after hearing these words, Luo Ci didn't react, her slender feathered eyelashes blinked slowly, and there was only the sound of killing in her eyes.

By the time she rushed over, there were already corpses all over the place, the blood was spreading, and the people still standing were all enemy soldiers.

Without blinking her eyes, she raised the sword in her hand, and the blood slid down the sword to the hilt, and her hand was also attached with slightly sticky blood.

This is the first time she has killed someone, and she can't even have any time to react. One by one, all the physiological disgust seems to have delayed the response. Or perhaps, her mind is occupied by the rush to see her relatives, and she is numb. Swing the sword and use the swordsmanship that has been learned this year.

There are many people on the other side, but in front of her it seems to be restricted. The attack is always a beat slower, enough for her to kill first.

She cut a **** road like this, came to the north gate, and stopped.

The blood all over her body was like ten thousand years of ice, as if it had been frozen.

The figure at the gate of Beicheng who was half-kneeling on the ground, more than a dozen arrows pierced through the armor and stabbed into the body, and could only barely support the ground with the sword...

A large area of ​​blood was stained, his face was as pale as snow, stained with blood, his eyes were dull, and it was a sign of dying.

She took a slow step and walked towards him slowly, her feet seemed to be unable to step on the ground and floated.

A nameless anger gradually grew out of my heart, and there was a voice saying that it shouldn't be like this.

"...Third brother."

He looked up with some difficulty, opened his mouth to say something, but there was a big mouthful of bright red blood, which was extremely dazzling.

"Quick, go!" He almost used his last life to shout to her, hoarse and weak.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and she choked, "But what can I do alone..."

"Can I forget this and live?"

As for revenge, she doesn't have any strengths, so what kind of assembling force can she use to get revenge.

The third prince stretched out his blood-stained hand with difficulty, slow and difficult, he wanted to rub her hair like before, tried to squeeze a smile, and wanted to appease her, "...don't cry."

But he has persisted for a long time, and the hand finally hangs down weakly, and the clear eyes of the young man have been silent since then.

She swayed slightly and nearly fell to the ground.

She had been saddened for a long time when she saw the emperor's grandfather die safely, not to mention the third emperor's brother who lost his life first due to external forces at this moment.

But she can't stop.

She closed his eyes tremblingly, and carried the long sword into the North City, where there were other relatives.

Walking into Beicheng and outside the Golden Palace, there were more than a few hundred people fighting fiercely. She kept looking for a familiar figure, and finally saw her second emperor brother.

His clothes had been dyed blood-colored, he was protecting the eldest brother with one hand, and killing the enemy with the sword with the other hand. The battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, and he was gradually exhausted. The sword in his hand had many flaws.

Luo Ci followed his direction, overcoming obstacles and rushing all the way to them. She didn't know why she could easily kill these soldiers, but as long as she could kill them one by one, they would not be able to hurt the emperor and the others.

The second prince was furious when he saw her, and finally turned into a sigh. When he left the secret passage, he sealed the entrance, and she could not come out from there.

Now that she has come here, there is no way out.

Due to the uncertainty factor of Luo Ci, it seemed like she had seen a ghost, and she couldn't beat her at all. Finally, the soldier commander ordered the arrows to be released.

There were many more archers on the eaves, occupying all the palace walls outside the Jinluan Palace, forming a surrounding shape. In an instant, ten thousand arrows were fired, and the densely packed sharp arrows pierced at the three of them.

The eldest prince and the second prince protected her tightly, and used the corpses of the enemy soldiers to resist, forming an airtight surrounding wall. No one could escape so many arrows, and they were almost certain to die.

But they still wanted her to suffer less, as long as they were alive, as long as they were still her brothers.

They took care of her in this way, and she was almost unscathed.

The second prince had a lot of arrows on his back. He lowered his head and looked at Luo Ci, who was sitting on the ground, "It's okay...you're fine."

Her throat hurt so bad, she was choked up and speechless, her tears were blurry, and the tears seemed to be drying up, and her eyes were aching.

It's gotten to this point...

The eldest prince's mouth was overflowing with blood, and his body swayed slightly. He pressed his sword to the ground, half-kneeling, and with a posture that still wanted to shield her from arrows, he had no vitality.

Before dying, he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it.

His body is not as good as the second prince and the third prince. He used to look like a weak scholar, how can he bear it.

The second prince's eyes dimmed slightly, with worry and pain in his eyes, what should his sister do?

He said with difficulty, "No, I can't... protect you anymore."

His tone contained deep regret and unwillingness.

Very unhappy.

In the end, he lost his last chance.

Luo Ci only felt heartache like a knife twisting, blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and then she felt a sharp and cold sting, originating from her heart.

She lowered her head and looked at the point of the sword that was pierced from behind. The cold iron was sharp, with a chill that was continuously transmitted to her heart, cold to her heart.

She looked up at the Golden Palace again, and saw her father and mother in a trance, they... were already dead.

The dusty memory began to revive, and the sword that pierced her heart turned into nothingness, but the blood hole still existed, telling the cruel truth together with the corpses all over the ground.

She stood up slowly, the layers of restraints were broken free, her long silver hair fell down, reaching her ankles, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, intertwined with mysterious patterns.

A sword fell, and all the soldiers fell to the ground dead.

They are the invaders, the murderers who killed her relatives in this life, even if she beheaded.

The girl thought so, her brows showing indifference.

She looked at the **** who gave her that sword again, the long sword pointed away, carrying the power of the judgment of heaven, leaving a crack in the core of the god's origin.

She silently looked up at the sky and shook the whole world by herself.

The sky was gray, like a gray mirror, and it actually shattered, and the world was about to collapse. Once it collapsed, the creatures in this world would be gone.

She fell with one sword, splitting the world in two. The palace is a world by itself, separated from most of the rest of the world. The palace is the center of this world.

The center of that world is missing an empty space, and soon, the rules are filled with the sea, and the world is gradually closing.

Luo Ci overdrawn the power that did not belong to her, sealed the palace, and sealed her relatives in this life.

She wanted to reverse it all and bring them back to life.

After doing all this, she finally couldn't hold it anymore and collapsed to the ground.