I've never seen a fairy demon fight, and I'm afraid that the magic I practice on weekdays is not enough to protect myself, so I have to hide obediently under the table, and the crystal candlestick, the sword that doesn't have long eyes, and the blood that splashes on the table can't hurt me at all. What's going on, why did the people in the demon realm make such a move, and what were their intentions in coming to Zhongtian?

I was trying to find a gap to sneak out, but I was suddenly dragged out by someone by my arm, and the third prince's deep voice sounded in my ears: "Amo, I protect you, you run out quickly!" Hurry back to the shrine and lock the door tightly, don't let it out! ”

It was as if my heart had suddenly been grabbed, and I couldn't help but look up at him. At this time, the third prince's eyebrows were full of black gas, and there was a faint pain on his face, which was clearly poisoned. Seeing me looking at him, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's okay, I can't die." ”

At this time, two Youling slashed up behind me, and the third prince grabbed my belt, hugged my waist, and did not want to fight with them, so he dodged and let him pass, and in an instant turned into a white light, and sent me safely to the palace gate.

"Let's go!" He shoved me.

I stepped on the threshold with one foot, but my heart was like a burning fire.

"No, my lord, I'll take you out!"

"Amo, leave me alone, go away! The farther you run, the better! ”

My tears suddenly fell, and I hurriedly said: "Lord Hanzhou, you have to go together, I can't leave you!" ”

He stroked my face and comforted: "Don't worry, I won't die, you go quickly, I will find you, I swear!" ”

"Let's go—"

"Don't, Lord Hanzhou, come with me!"

The tragic sound of the killing behind him was getting closer and closer, and blood was sprinkled on the walls, trees, and grass under the corridor, and the bloody atmosphere became thicker and thicker. The third prince pushed out with one palm, and an invisible force was gently pushing me forward, my tears fell even more, and I looked back again: the weak water that was stunned, Shen Xun who lay on the ground and couldn't move after being poisoned, and Bai Wei Tianxian who cast a spell to protect the emperor's side...... Of course, there is also the third prince of the sea who always laughs, loves to joke, and is suave.

"Run—"

With a few "whoosh" sounds, the third prince made a move, just dodging a few hidden arrows passing by.

I trembled, dumbfounded, my heart sank suddenly, and a "cold continent" almost broke out of my throat, but I swallowed it hard, and only tears overflowed my face like balls!

At this time, a fox demon Youling quickly caught up, took out a knife and was about to slash at the third prince, I hurriedly bit my fingers and dripped blood on the white paper.

Just heard the sound of "whoa-", the white paper immediately conjured up a tiger, but when I saw a vertical body, he had pounced on Youling, and the sharp teeth bit the Youling fiercely, and the fox demon instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke, and there was only a faint unpleasant smell left in the air.

"Amo, run, leave me alone!"

I was pushed farther and farther away by his palm, thinking that I had no chance to do anything for him, so I pulled out the "jade skull" in the middle of my hair and stabbed it neatly at my left hand. The middle finger of his left hand immediately burst into red blood.

He frowned slightly in pain.

The blood condensed on the white fingertips, gradually growing larger like a coral bead, and then flowed backwards down the hairpin, and a flower bloomed from the end of the hairpin in an instant.

The wonderful flower opened and withered as quickly as I had seen it for the first time, and finally turned into five petals and landed under the porch.

Immediately there was another identical me next to me!

"Go and help the third prince, don't let him die!"

I obeyed the exact same order, turned around and ran in the direction where Lord Hanzhou was.

"Whoosh-" The arrows were like fire, and the torn air was overwhelming, as if I could feel countless sharp arrow blades coldly grazing my stand-in who was rushing towards the third prince, and then nailed straight into the chests of several immortal cultivators in front of him, and the sound of flesh and blood separation turned into a few muffled muffled groans and disappeared in this group of battles.

I watched as the feathered arrows sank into their chests and burst out of their chests.

The blood rolling down is like a little bit of gorgeous rouge, blooming bright red plums on the snow-white clothes, like the plum blossoms on the branches in winter.

Splash on the bluestone floor tiles under the porch.

I don't know what method I'll use to save him from that stand-in, but I can't think too much about it now, so I have to put away the jade skull, take another look, my lips move slightly, I didn't say anything, and the next moment I ran out without looking back, but my eyes were sour and overflowing with tears.

I have always felt that the third prince is a difficult person to deal with, and there is a faint rejection in my heart, but he always treats me very gently. Save me, apply medicine to me, always make me cry intentionally or unintentionally, and finally gently soothe. But now, with my immortal method, I can't even save him.

The drums of war roared like thunder, murderous aura rolled under the corridor, arrows were like locusts, and the cold arrow feathers rubbed against the skin, cutting the body like fire. I felt a sharp pain in my body, and a feather arrow had been nailed into my back, and I hurriedly endured the pain and turned my hand to cut off part of it behind me