Ling Zhaoyan didn't see any panic on Zhou Fei's face.

She was a little puzzled.

The situation has already become like this, why does Zhou Fei still look like he is in the chest?

Does he still have a back hand?

Or maybe he has completely given up on himself, and the lightness on his face is just hiding the tiredness in his heart.

For him, death may also be a relief.

It is easy for people to carry out a small theater in their minds at a critical moment, Ling Zhaoyan was not so sentimental originally, but in the long escape process, her originally cold heart has also been melted by Zhou Fei.

She didn't really want to die.

She wants to keep walking with Zhou Fei like this, to the ends of the earth, to the end of the world, to the old age.

But the truth is often difficult to fulfill, as the daughter of the Demon King, Ling Zhaoyan knows that even if she is alive, it is a luxury.

So she is now the king of soldiers awakens and cherishes the time with Zhou Fei.

Zhou Fei suddenly felt Ling Zhaoyan's strength in hugging him increase a little, and he lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Ling Zhaoyan shook his head and looked at Zhou Fei with a gentle look in his eyes: "Being able to die with you is sweet even if you are a ghost." ”

Zhou Fei smiled: "This is not like your style, my Zhaoyan is not very good at saying such soft and glutinous words." ”

Ling Zhaoyan said, "Do you like it?"

Zhou Fei said: "There is no man who doesn't like it, but I prefer the real you." ”

Ling Zhaoyan looked at the endless rain of arrows in the sky and said, "I'm afraid that if I don't say it, I won't have a chance." Always let you see me as indifferent, worried that in the next life you will follow that template to find me. I want you to know that I can be very soft, too. ”

Zhou Fei rubbed her head and said, "We don't necessarily die." ”

"All the means available to save one's life have been exhausted. Ling Zhaoyan said, "You don't need to comfort me. ”

Zhou Fei said: "Although the means of saving life have been exhausted, the people who save their lives have not yet come. ”

Ling Zhaoyan: "Will someone come to save us?"

Zhou Fei said: "Actually, I'm not sure, I'm just gambling." Bet those people will come. ”

"Those people ......" Ling Zhaoyan became more and more confused the more he listened, according to Zhou Fei's description, there were still a lot of people who came, but if it was someone from the academy, he would never use "those" to describe it, and he would definitely directly call the other party a few senior brothers.

So who will come to their rescue?

Could it be the army of the Tang Dynasty?

Impossible, if it was really the army of the Tang Dynasty, there would be no need for them to leave Dawei City.

If the Tang army did not come to pursue and kill them, it was already the result of the extra favor of the Tang Emperor.

Ling Zhaoyan couldn't figure it out, but Zhou Fei didn't mean to explain it in detail, after all, he wasn't sure.

Maybe everything is just Zhou Fei's wishful thinking.

......

Yongyan looked at the two people hiding under the chessboard like chickens, and frowned slightly.

That chessboard is a bit powerful, and it has blocked four arrows so far.

The rain of arrows is not endless, and using so many arrows is already the limit of what Yongyan can do. After all, it's just killing two people, even if one of them is the daughter of the Demon King.

So the next rain of arrows attack is coming to an end.

Yongyan took out a mask and put it on, he has been crazy about this feeling of killing people with a mask recently, perhaps because of wearing a mask, his hideousness and ambition will also be hidden, no one can see the madness in his eyes, and no one can see the crazy rising corners of his mouth.

Only indifference and cold-bloodedness.

This is the result that Yongyan wants.

He won't stay on the prairie all his life.

Sooner or later, one day he will return to Wei and regain his own glory.

And it's never too late.

The premise is to solve Zhou Fei.

"The rain of arrows stopped, and the second round of attacks began. With Yongyan's order, an elite cavalry regiment launched a charge.

In addition, the wizards in the southwest also began to cast spells.

Wizard, a unique cultivation profession on the grassland, the strongest of which is the Great Witch Zhu. The strength is basically equal to that of the high priests in the halls of the temple.

The methods of wizards are very dark, very similar to the Demon Sect, and Yongmendi also created the Demon Sect after seeing the wizard's cultivation methods, so it can be said that the wizard is the predecessor of the Demon Sect.

However, because of the scarcity of numbers, wizards have not been encircled and suppressed in the real sense, and the temple's several attacks on the Demon Sect have staggered wizards, resulting in many wizards still active in the grassland. Because of their strong strength, they are the fragrant buns that the major tribes compete for.

King Jinzuo, as the former overlord of the steppes and the great khan with the best chance to unify the steppes now, has a large number of wizards under his command. In order to cooperate with Yongyan's encirclement and suppression of Zhou Fei this time, King Jin Zuo was also quite generous and gave Yongyan a six-person wizard team.

The combined combat effectiveness of these six people is no less than that of a cavalry regiment of a thousand people.

The only premise is to buy them enough time to "cast".

The wizard's cast pre-swing is simply too long and can be easily interrupted.

The previous rounds of arrow rain were actually partly due to the wizard's delay.

Now, it's almost time.

As the long and complex chanting phase ended, the wizards raised their arms in unison, and black pillars of light burst out from their palms, forming a huge black curtain in the sky.

There was a strong aura of death in the curtain, and the resentment almost turned into substance on the curtain, and even the clear faces on it could be seen.

The pain that made people's scalp tingle came, that is, Zhou Fei had a little bit of numbness.

Ling Zhaoyan's state was already very poor, but now his face was even pale, his breath was short, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Zhou Fei hugged her tightly.

Yongyan saw all this in his eyes, and he didn't know why, but he always had a faint worry in his heart.

"It turns out that you are really my inner demon. Yongyan looked at Zhou Fei's face and said slowly.

Although I don't want to admit it, the facts are in front of me, Yongyan cares too much about Zhou Fei's life and death.

This man was a stinger in his heart.

It is not only spurring him on, making him stronger, but also making him suffer all the time.

Yongyan, who had just escaped from Zhiyueguan, found Zhou Fei and wanted to kill him, but was almost killed by Zhou Fei.

Now, the opportunity to kill Zhou Fei with his own hands was once again in front of him.

Yongyan didn't think Zhou Fei still had a chance to turn around.

Of course, no one knows what will happen if it drags on for a long time.

The best way is to let Zhou Fei leave this world forever.

"So, let's get started. Yongyan let out a sigh and dodged and rushed in the direction where Zhou Fei was.

He wants to end Zhou Fei's life with his own hands!

He wanted to see Zhou Fei breathe with his own eyes!