Chapter Thirty-Eight: Breaking the Sand, and ...... hometown
Under the moonlight, the appearance of that slender and tall figure completely broke the originally unbalanced battle situation.
"Be careful! Those demon seeds can be regenerated from gravel! ”
Seeing that Garo was about to be surrounded by the demon seed that had been shattered into sand and condensed again, he yelled as he raised his sword.
However, in the face of the hordes of demon seeds, Gara's beautiful face did not show a panicked expression.
It seems that the corners of his mouth are slightly curled.
The natural standing posture, the chic figure with his back to the moon, and the arrow string in his hand were once again pulled into a full moon by her.
"Boom————"
Several long arrows were shot out one after another without gaps, and the sound of cutting through the air was as crisp as the melodious sound of a flute, which was actually somewhat pleasant.
But the extremely sharp arrow reflected the silver moonlight, and the entire arrow body was filled with powerful magic power, which wanted to destroy all the demon seeds in front of him!
"Bang bang bang!"
The arrow turned into a streamer of light, and shot through the heart of the demon seed at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, and scattered sand and gravel slowly flowed down from the gap like flowing water.
Dead?
No, the demon seed made of grit has no heart, so will it really work?
Lu Yu had just arrived, and the sword in his hand wanted to cut off the dissipating demon seed, but the gravel that formed the body of the demon seed turned into tiny points of light and dissipated in the cold wind, no longer touchable or visible.
"This is the Demon Breaking Arrow, as long as a little magic power is applied, the powerful Demon Breaking Power can seal those lifeless puppets."
Looking at Lu Yu's surprised expression, Jia Luo explained.
"You are, Lu Yu."
Looking at the boy who was nearly half a head taller than himself, Garo smiled.
A smile captivates the city, a smile captivates the country.
"Well, I am."
I have to say that Jia Luo is really a great beauty, with a smile and a smile, there is a kind of breathtaking beauty, a beautiful face as warm as jade, and that earthly temperament, just like the white moonlight at this time, bright and sacred.
Moreover, her voice is gentle and pleasant, like a clear spring, refreshing people's hearts and can soothe wounded souls.
"Ah, Sister Mulan, they're still fighting!"
With a stirring in his mind, Lu Yu remembered that now is not the time to chat with beautiful women, Hua Mulan and they are still fighting hard!
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Like an elf in the night sky, Garo took a light step, the bow of the Demon Breaker in her hand, and was lifted by her again.
Demon-Destroying Arrows!
The gentle voice turned into a female god of war at this moment, and Jia Luo's body was surrounded by several blue-purple spiritual lights, like a fairy immersed in the dense divine light, and the strong momentum became more and more solemn, and even the air around him trembled violently.
The change in momentum was as if she had completely changed from the moment she was lifted from Garo's Demon Breaker Bow.
The long purple hair danced in the wind, and the cold and beautiful eyes firmly locked on the sand demon seed that trapped Mulan and the others.
"Broken!"
The arrow moved with his heart, and when the several blue streamers came out of the string, the powerful spiritual power fluctuated, and even shook the surrounding void, and where the arrow slashed, it left a light purple trail of breaking the air.
The wind was cold, but at this moment it was torn apart by arrows!
Just like the Demon Breaking Arrow, the blue arrow shot at the demon seed with divine speed, and pierced through their bodies with divine speed again!
Break the devil, break the wind, break the sand!
Demon-shattering arrows, blue streamers, crumbling grit!
The arrows with spiritual power, and at the same time with the power of sealing, after penetrating the body of the demon seed, also completely destroyed the grit, turned into points of light, dissipated into the air, and finally were blown away by the cold wind.
"Mulan, long time no see."
Retracting the longbow, Garo and Lu Yu rushed to Mulan's side together.
"Galo, thanks to you this time. But why are you here? Didn't you go back to Thousand Caves City? ”
After seeing Jia Luo, Mulan first thanked her, and then asked.
"On my way back and forth from Thousand Cave Castle, I met an army from the Metropolitan Protectorate."
"They went to the depths of the desert to investigate the truth about the activity of the demon seed, but I felt a hint of foreboding, so I followed their traces and found here."
Looking at the tragic corpses on the ground, and the blood that had not yet dried up, Garo's beautiful eyes flashed with sadness, and his voice became low.
"But, I didn't expect that they had already been killed."
"Whoever wantonly violates the lives of others, I will never let them go!"
Looking at Jia Luo's sad expression, Lu Yu said coldly.
He knew that Garo's hometown, ———— Thousand Caves City, had been reduced to ruins under the fire of war and invasion, and the former civilization and prosperity had been scorched overnight.
Presumably, seeing these dead soldiers, she will also feel the grief of the fleeting life, right?
"Hmm."
Garo's smile was a little reluctant and a little pale.
She slowly took out a Qiang flute from her cuff.
"A thousand caves are blessed, and thousands of generations are blessed."
The melodious sound of the Qiang flute floats with the wind, stretching and tactful, like crying and complaining, touching everyone's heartstrings.
Above the desert, the dead silence of the night was broken by the sound of music, and the undulating wind and sand seemed to be no longer so rampant, but became calm, listening to the mystical sound of this hometown together.
The moon is like a disk, the stars are like the sea, the wind is like catkins, and the clouds are like blue waves.
Everything is resonating with the mystic sound of the hometown.
The Xuanyin of the hometown can soothe loneliness, pick up the abandoned souls, and bring them to their homeland together.
That's the only thing I can do.
“......”
Listening to this melodious tune, Mulan's heart was also hooked, and there was an indescribable emotion in her heart, blocked in her throat, wanting to vent, but unable to confide.
Hometown......
People who don't have a hometown may be able to resonate the most.
The classics record the hometown in the blood, which cannot be forgotten or erased.
When the melodious melody gradually dissipates in the vast desert, everything returns to its previous appearance.
The wind and sand rolled up, the cold wind was biting, and the night invaded.
However, there is a little more warmth in my heart, which seems to be able to resist the boundless cold and darkness.
Is it a longing for your hometown?
Although it was not very clear, even Lu Yu also felt resonance with the sound of the Qiang flute just now.
It's like a big dream, everything seems to be in a fantasy and unreal.
However, the world that the soul travels around is the light on the other side.