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Ran Changxun raised his head, his eyes changed from unintentional to surprised, and subconsciously, he pushed Weiyang next to him back.

Could it be that the world really likes to make things worse, or it has to be a disaster that makes people grow and forge ahead.

A black-skinned demon tilted his head to glance at the portrait in his hand, and then squeezed out the disgusting smile that the bad guys used to do when they succeeded. Behind him, thousands of troops and horses broke through the dust and approached Weiyang.

Ran Changxun clenched his fists, and a faint trace of blood oozed from between his fingernails. He stared at those demons, his eyes were surprisingly calm, and the world instantly became quiet, as if he was the only one facing off against the group.

What else about you! The most greedy species at the bottom of the sea, her country and home have been destroyed by you, leaving only a fire in the sky! Don't...... Do you really want to push us into a corner?

His eyes were red, although he alone burst out with an aura that thousands of troops did not dare to approach. Even if this momentum is just the desperation of losing too much and just wanting to fight.

In the center of the army there are two carriages that stand out, one is golden and the other is a wooden prisoner's carriage.

At that time, Leng Nuan was still small, and he was very thin. She looked very desolate in the prison car. At that time, she still talked a lot, and even when she was locked in the prison car, she glared fiercely at the people in the carriage.

She cried out, "Sister, sister! Run, sister. ”

It's not about fear or worry.

It was also very late that Weiyang learned that their cousin had taken refuge in the Obsidian Kingdom, yes, if it weren't for the fact that the mermaids could pursue the same kind of breath, how could the Yao Demon find her so easily?

The cousin who had always had an inexplicable ambiguous relationship with Sister Weibao was in that gorgeous carriage, watching his home being burned without a trace of pity.

Weiyang couldn't hear anything clearly, she only felt like she was in a nightmare, everything around her was surrounded by a thick fog. Maybe the current situation is really critical, and she really wants to deal with it soberly, but bursts of distress consume her.

She wanted to go to Ran Changxun, she seemed to hear the nerd's desperate howl, she wanted to touch his face and face it with him.

All the blades glowed with silver light like butterflies gathered in the valley, and in the middle of the air was a brilliant rain of blades, and Weiyang knew that it was Ran Changxun's weapon, and he seemed to be very angry. But there are so many people on the other side that he should have tried his best, and the people on the other side pounced like wolves and tigers, wanting to tear apart his dear. She wanted to help, but the nightmare wound and bound her like a myriad of threads.

Blood, a few more drops of blood in her hands, it was the color of a sea poppy.

Ran Changxun? Ranchangxun!

Weiyang pounced violently, she fiercely swept away the Yao demon who surrounded Ran Changxun under the bow, she dodged and squeezed in, as if she had lost all her strength, and at the moment she saw the nerd, Weiyang knelt on the ground with a "plop one by one".

It's too late, it's too late. She had a dream in a daze, but when she woke up, she really lost Ran Changxun. Blood bloomed on his shirt like a field of flowers, and she trembled and touched the colors with her hands to make sure she was still in a dream, but her hands were shockingly stained.

Ran Changxun's pupils slowly widened, his colors scattered, and he tried to provoke a smile, wanting to touch Weiyang's hand that he accidentally injured just now, "Yes, I'm sorry, I still hurt you......"

The last of his strength was exhausted, and there were so many people around him, but it was eerily quiet for her.

"Seeking one by one"

The noble second princess let out a ghost-like scream, she looked up, tears dripping straight down Ran Changxun's pale cheeks.

There were so many people in the Yao Demon Army, but no one dared to approach. There were many corpses of Yao demons killed by Ran Changxun on the ground, blood of various colors stained her skirt, and the fire not far away had not been extinguished, and choking black smoke rose in the curling.

She just wanted to hug him quietly and put her face against his cold face. He has such a long way to go in the future, and he doesn't know if there is anyone willing to accompany him in another world, so she hugged him and told him not to be so afraid.

She didn't bother to bother with the rest, and a few days later, reinforcements from the Mermaid Kingdom arrived, driving away the Yao Demon Army. They were saved, and the father and mother left them forever.

Weiyang rejected the throne that she should have inherited, she was so tired, so tired that she had no intention of running a country. It seems that they know what is cold and warm because their eldest sister Weibao succeeded to the throne and lived in the temple of the goddess, she didn't want to see Weibao, even if she was forcibly summoned, her face was full of disgust.

A few years later, Leng Nuan volunteered to be a high priest, his expression became more and more indifferent day by day, and his words became less and less day by day. Weiyang sometimes spends a morning with Leng Nuan, quietly watching her light incense and watching her worship.

None of this has much to do with Weiyang, she only remembers clearly that that year, she lost the silly boy who would give her the sea flowers, and since then, her season has not been in the middle of summer.

Yes, she lost him, forever. (To be continued.) )