Empty street scene, but no one can be found to put their feelings.

Ao Xuehua also walked on the silver-white street, surrounded by deathly silence, and in her hand was the dream sword that had been slowly drawn from her palm, and at this moment it was burning with terrifying silver-white flames.

A Heavenly Realm Spiritual Weapon. This Dream Realm Sword is not known to too many people as one of the top sword weapons in this world.

But those who are at the highest level know that this long sword is one of the collections of the Ostonian royal family, and only the most noble highnesses are qualified to hold it.

And Ao Xuehua was naturally included among those noble highnesses.

Although this princess of Oss should not be here for many reasons, because she is the first heir to the Oss Empire, if nothing else, one day in the future, you will call her Your Majesty.

So she shouldn't be in danger, and there's no reason to be in danger.

But when she really stood in the dead city, all opposition was meaningless.

There are some things that can only be done by her.

The black single ponytail was firmly tied by a purple ribbon, long and straight, like a black sword. She looked ahead, smiled faintly, turned sideways, dodged a well-aimed white arrow, and then shook her head, "It's really a girl's most hated enemy." ”

Then she began to walk, sword in hand, and no one could have imagined that the princess of the empire could be so fast.

But she really had that speed, and she moved like the wind, approaching the enemies who were sneaking up on her in the shadows.

In the distance, seven silver-white arrows pierced the stagnant air, and at that moment there was even a piercing sound of wind.

The arrow was so fast that it was beyond the speed of a crossbow.

The seven arrows staggered, locking all of her dodge positions in an instant.

Ao Xuehua sneered, and then lightly lit her toes.

The white samurai suit instantly filled the air, like a big white bird flapping its wings and about to fly.

Her Royal Highness the princess is naturally not a big bird, but it does not prevent her from having folded wings that seem to stretch out gracefully and safely, which are incomparably wide and vigorous wings.

It reminds people of swans for no reason, and reminds them of white cranes with wings spread.

The pair of white wings flapped behind her, and the black-haired girl rose into the air, dodging all shots in swift flight, and then swung her sword.

The white wind swept through her enemies.

The seven bow-wielding ghosts that stood there began to be sliced along a smooth slope, countless stars and snow-white flames ignited on their wounds, and countless butterflies of light rose and swirled, flying away in the night sky.

It's like a soul from the dead.

With a single sword, she slashed down seven enemies who weren't actually in a straight line.

"I can't think of such a good use in my dreams." Ao Xuehua looked at the snow-white long sword in his hand, rubbed his pointed nose and praised: "I thought that carving the death spell was the biggest failure of this dream." ”

At this moment, she suddenly turned around and looked at the tall building behind her.

When she turned around, a cool voice sounded, quiet and pleasant: "This pair of wings must be the master's masterpiece." ”

"It's really enviable."

Ao Xuehua looked at the roof of the tall building, and saw a handsome young man with silver hair and silver eyes sitting on the edge of the high roof with interest, looking at her quietly with his cheeks in his eyes.

The boy was no more than twelve or thirteen years old, but he had a delicate appearance almost comparable to that of a woman, his pure white skin was as smooth as cow's milk, and his eyes were flowing with silver.

"Hoshizawa." The young man got up, dictated his name, stood under the starlight of the high platform, and saluted Ao Xuehua elegantly. "The Xingche clan, see Princess Dieying."

The boy wore this simple white dress, and his short silver hair was meticulous, giving an irrepressible sense of cleanliness and elegance, and he saluted on a high platform like a knight meeting a princess.

"Oops." Ao Xuehua shouted in the air: "I don't like this title. ”

Then Her Royal Highness the princess is very good at grasping the point: "By the way, are you waiting for me to fight here?" ”

"Xingze naturally won't be a princess's opponent." Xingze smiled, not minding his weakness at all, his tone was elegant and peaceful, with an innate nobility: "It's just that when I saw the princess's heroic appearance, I wanted to come out and see each other." ”

"This." Ao Xuehua touched her nose embarrassedly, put away the long sword in her hand, and flew up, standing in front of Xingze with her wings folded, Her Royal Highness the Serious Princess had a ruffian aura that came from nowhere: "Even if I'm here to smash the field." ”

"Not all of the Starry Clan are members of the Dark Star." Xingze shook his head and said, "I just heard that the City of Eternal Night will be opened here, and I want to see what this legendary war artifact looks like, so I followed all the way here." ”

"Other than that, Xingze has nothing to do with this operation."

"Ugh." Ao Xuehua hesitated, "Then will you care if I continue to smash the field?" ”

Xing Ze stood up from the roof, floated three inches on his toes and came to Ao Xuehua, and bent down to make a standard butler salute: "If Her Royal Highness the princess doesn't mind, you can be your guide below." ”

……

……

In the center of Lanyin City, within the white Nine Treasure Lotus Lamp, somewhere in an enclosed space.

It has a silver cocoon of light.

The white cat in the light cocoon snorted softly, curled up in the arms of the blue-haired princess, its blue eyes slightly flushed, and it was impossible to tell whether it was sleeping or pretending to sleep.

Ye Qing slept in this silver cocoon, and everything that happened outside seemed to have nothing to do with her.

So she didn't know that someone had used her to stop Lan Ye's million-strong army.

So she didn't know that the boy had walked to the lake alone.

So she didn't know that her former protector was fighting in the city of the dead.

So she didn't know that the dark-haired sister walked into the city alone and met the silver-haired boy.

It was all about her, but she didn't know a thing.

She was just asleep, remembering something happy or unhappy in her dreams, the only thing she could do, and the only thing she wanted to do.

So in her sleep, the blue-haired girl sat there crying tears and looked at the gentle blue-haired woman in front of her with teary eyes.

It was a beautiful woman with long hair and waist-length, blue hair as silky as satin, she was dressed in a pure white dress, and there was an inseparable tenderness between her eyebrows.

Xiao Jiu looked at her, but kept crying, so long that it seemed that he had forgotten the time.

Then the little girl stood up, threw herself into the woman's arms with her head bowed, and cried in a nasal voice, without any of the majesty and arrogance that had been on that high platform.

There is only the grievance and sadness of a ten-year-old child.

So there is a soft girl's voice in the crying cavity.

"Mom--"