Chapter 132: Storm Arrow
Tianzhu City
The ruins of the Qin clan
Broken rubble, broken walls, in the corners of rubble, overgrown with weeds.
On some of the building fragments, there are still dark red marks, traces of the tragic massacre of the past.
The black magic pattern spread in the night, and then under the cover of the night, a small area of dark magic gathered, condensed into a black wind chime floating in the air, the breeze blew, but the wind chime did not sound sound, or rather, the sound of the wind chime ringing was not audible to humans.
The bright white light suddenly lit up, just like fireflies in a summer night, these bright white lights gently floated around Mo Xiaoye.
The series lasted for nearly half an hour.
Mo Xiaoye finally opened his eyes, and the wind chimes in the sky dispersed with the wind, and the bright white light disappeared one by one.
"Not even a decent remnant. Mo Xiaoye shook his head helplessly, "And the [spirits] here are a bit densely gathered, before us, there should also be professionals from the wizard family who have come here to do [spiritualism]. β
"Someone from the Governor's Mansion in the West?"
"I don't know. Mo Xiaoye shrugged.
"Is there any other way?"
"I can't think of any other way for the time being. β
"Then what should I do next......" He Yue said worriedly.
"Let's change the task, this mission has no clue. β
"That's all ......"
Before Mo Xiaoye finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he smelled a special smell.
The smell of blood.
Although this is a ruin, there are not a few people who died here in the past, but the time that has passed is not short, coupled with the treatment of the Western Governor's Palace, the smell of blood should have dissipated, and although the sudden smell of blood is not strong, it is particularly frightening at this time.
The breeze is gently caressed, and the cold light is hidden in the wind!
He Yue, who had already entered a state of alert, jumped up violently, and the stunning fiery red color lit up the night sky!
"Ding!" He Yue fell from the sky violently, she had just faced the cold light wrapped in the air, but she was shot down in just a moment.
"It's an arrow! It should be a marksman!" He Yue hurriedly said, and after she landed, she took several steps back to relieve the huge impact.
The gust of wind is about to rise, and it is three cold lights galloping in the wind!
Mo Xiaoye closed his eyes slightly, and the purple-red magic array suddenly lit up under his feet, and the black magic lines circulated above the magic array, spreading in all directions!
He Yue took a deep breath, the blazing flames rose, the spear in her hand, and she waved the fiery red flame dragon!
The Yan Dragon tore through the gusts of wind, but the three arrows in it were like the sharpest spears, scattering a large area of flames in a single blow, and the Yan Dragon collapsed directly.
He Yue gritted her teeth, and the dark red true qi gathered, all contained in the spear in her hand, and she greeted it herself, the spear danced in her hand, blocking, taking, piercing, and all kinds of things ran freely.
The arrow was shot down, but there was a little cyan light in the distance! The huge pressure came, as if looking at the most ferocious monster in the wild, and the feeling of being completely locked in was coming!
The cyan wind gathered rapidly, as if gathering the most violent storm, and then, violently, a little cyan lit up in the field of vision! The arrows came with a fierce wind that condensed into a point! In just a moment, they came to He Yue's body......
It's too late to react......!
Although he already had a premonition in his heart, his body was too slow to raise his gun to meet it!
In the end, He Yue could only barely use the body of the gun to block this terrifying arrow! The blazing flames burned wildly, but in the blink of an eye, they were torn apart by the manic storm!
Finally, in a crisp sound, the extremely powerful spear body shattered, and the cyan arrow directly pierced He Yue's shoulder blades!
However, before He Yue could breathe a sigh of relief, a more dazzling cyan light lit up in the distance!
It was as if the despair of being targeted by death flooded his heart, and the pain and oppression made He Yue's little face extremely pale!
But at this time, the night was even more silent, and the huge dark magic power gathered, and then transformed into the ultimate night realm, and a black vortex appeared in front of He Yue.
The cyan light in the distance lit up, and the storm arrow broke through the sound barrier again, carrying a strong wind, and loaded into the black vortex in front of He Yue.
Incredibly, the wind gradually died out in the black vortex. Then the deeper night spread wildly, and it seemed that the entire Qin Clan's ruins were about to be swallowed up in a row!
"Let's go. Mo Xiaoye picked up He Yue, who was seriously injured, and suppressed the anger in his heart, and the black mist slowly gathered from the night until he and He Yue seemed to dissipate in this mist......
Storm Arrows tore through the night realm with an even more violent hurricane, and a man with a tight cover came running with a longbow on his back.
The dark magic in the air gradually dissipated, and there was silence for a while, but his gaze lingered among the ruins on the ground, and finally his gaze rested on a broken word plate.
γAncestral Templeγ
The man knelt down slowly and kowtowed three heavy times to the broken ancestral shrine card.
"The sky is crying, the wood lingers, you wait, in another ten years, it will be your end!" With a fierce word, the man slowly got up and left, his back a little gloomy.
But what he didn't notice was that in the dark night in the air, a little shadow dissipated slightly in the night sky.
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Outside the ruins of the Qin Clan, black shadows passed through several buildings in a row before they stopped in a manor with a beautiful environment.
Mo Xiaoye jumped out of the black fog with He Yue in his arms.
"Let me see. Mo Xiaoye saw He Yue's shoulders pierced, his face became even more gloomy, and he stretched out his hand to lift He Yue's clothes.
He Yue's pale face was slightly flushed.
Mo Xiaoye didn't have any other thoughts at this time, he hurriedly gave He Yue some medicine to stop bleeding, and then simply bandaged and treated the wound.
They are now unfamiliar with the people in Tianzhu City, and they don't know who attacked them just now, and it is easy to expose their location when they go to the local medical center, so Mo Xiaoye can only find a way to take He Yue away first.
"Can you endure it for a while?" Mo Xiaoye carried He Yue without scruples at this time.
He Yue stopped and couldn't help but smile, "You were still a child at the time?"
"You can still laugh, doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts. β
"If it hurts, learn a lesson, and run away if you can't win in the future. β
"What will you do if I run away?"
β......β
On Mo Xiaoye's back, the intense pain made He Yue a little trance-like, and in a trance, she went back to more than ten years ago, when they were still children, Mo Xiaoye would carry her like this......
The black shadow drifted back into Mo Xiaoye's shadow.
Mo Xiaoye's face changed again.
"I know who just attacked us. β
"Huh?" He Yue was a little confused.
Mo Xiaoye took a deep breath and suppressed his complicated feelings, "If it's really him, I'm afraid we got terrible news." β