She was frightened by them.

Over the years, she has seen many Starkas, but she was still caught off guard by the coercion of these three Starkas.

She hadn't even felt such a strong coercion from Ember's body. Moreover, isn't the coercion of the Warcraft clan unable to affect the human race?

What's going on with who they are

How did they end up here?

Ye Ying had countless questions in her heart, however, staring at the group of starkas, her throat was dry and she couldn't make a sound. The coercion of the three-headed starka was terrifying, and she even had the illusion that the slightest sound she made would turn to powder under their claws.

She secretly clenched the cracked Soul Cultivation Knife in her hand.

The three-headed Starka didn't look at her, instead focusing on Ember lying in a pool of blood.

Ember lost consciousness at some point, but his eyes were closed, and his life and death were uncertain.

Ye Ying followed their line of sight, suddenly became nervous, and couldn't care about the fear in his heart, and asked them in a crying voice, "Are you here to find him, please save him, please save him" While saying this, he tightly grasped the broken soul cultivation knife and protected it in front of Ember, lest they be unfavorable to Ember.

Her tiny body blocked the three-headed Starka's view of the Ember, and it was only then that the leading Starka glanced at her and stretched out his claws

Ye Ying only felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and when he reacted, the person had already been grabbed by the starka and thrown out, like a kite with a broken string falling to the ground in the distance.

"Ember, Ember," she cried, and even then she didn't let go of the broken Soul Cultivation Knife in her hand, struggling to crawl in the direction of Ember.

Maybe it was a step, maybe it was half a step, but before she could crawl back to Ember's side, she watched as the three Starkas leaned over and picked up Ember, and then a subtle twisted ripple appeared in the air, and the three Starka and Ember disappeared together.

"Ember" Ye Ying's heart was broken, she felt that the fragile blood soul contract connection between herself and Ember was completely broken, and she could no longer feel Ember

"Ember" didn't know where the strength came from, and she crawled as fast as she could, and came to the place where Ember disappeared.

Nothing left.

Except for a large pool of blood on the ground, there was no trace of the embers at all.

For a moment, Ye Ying's heart was blank, as if something very important had been dug up. She unconsciously placed her hands in the pool of blood, which had already leaked open, and turned into a large pool of blood-red water in the spiritual spring that had been pouring down before her, flooding the entire temple, shockingly.

She knelt in this pool of blood, and the whole person seemed to be drained of all her strength, as if she was dead.

Somewhere in the three thousand nine hundred and eighty realms, at the same time.

Originally, they were watching the lively Fire Phoenix and Mingchuan Forget the Rain, and they were so shocked that they lost the Zhu Guo in their hands, and their faces were ugly.

"That's not what a Kirin mound should be. Fire Phoenix's tone was rare and very solemn.

"Do you mean Starka, or Xingchenhua" Mingchuan Wangyu was also very dignified, "This time, that little girl and her demon pet stabbed Da Louzi inadvertently, what did her demon pet catch?"