Chapter 751: Is It Really Xingyao?
Xiao Shuo refused to answer, knowing that his internal strength could not be compared with the person in front of him, he suddenly rushed to the sky with the last trace of strength and prepared to escape, but it attracted thunder and lightning.
There was only a flash of fire and screams in midair, and the red particles that emerged from her body also burst into flames, and her soul was wiped out in the high volt voltage.
Immediately afterward, a charred skeleton fell to the ground, and the smell of burnt meat diffused in the air.
Zhu Qi couldn't bear to look at the tragic image of her being struck by lightning from a distance, and waited for the sound of the beating to end before raising her head.
He couldn't see anything. The sound of rain filled his ears.
"Are you there?" He asked aloud to the woman who had saved him.
"You're not hurt, are you?" The crisp and pleasant sound was close to his eyes.
Xingyao? His heart rejoiced, the girl who saved him just now was Xingyao?
He reached out and touched her wet slender body, hugging her tightly in his arms.
"It's so dangerous, I almost can't see you." He said excitedly.
"It's fine if you're okay. We have to leave right away. This person was a Flamingo just now, and her accomplices would be coming over soon. Xingyao reminded.
"Huzi is still in the house. But I couldn't see anything, I didn't know which room it was. ”
"Just tell me what the house is about."
Zhu Qi narrated, while following Xingyao like a blind man.
According to his account, Xing Yao quickly found the room.
When the lights were turned on, Zhu Qi saw her, but in front of her was a strange woman.
"You, really Xingyao?" Zhu Qi unconsciously took a few steps back and asked uncertainly.
"yes, I forgot to remove my makeup." Xingyao turned around and returned to his original form.
These days, in order to find Zhu Qi without attracting attention, she has to disguise.
When she turned around, Zhu Qi saw Xing Yao's kind and beautiful face, and couldn't help but step forward and hug her tightly.
Xingyao stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, and said anxiously, "You must go immediately, the flight speed of the Flaminites is not slower than mine." We immediately went back to safety. ”
He hurriedly packed up his things and left with Huzi, who was still asleep, on his back......
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The person who went out to look for Xiao Shuo came back with a wet burlap bag on his back, threw it on the ground, and reported to the county lord: "Xiao Shuo has unfortunately returned to heaven." ”
The county lord was shocked: "How did she die?" ”
"It looks like a lightning strike, but at the scene, we found some burnt ribbons, much like those used by the people of Peacock Island. We suspect that she fought with the Peacock Islanders. ”
The county lord opened the burlap bag and took a look, his hands trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Ordinary people are not her opponents at all, and who are they not harmed by the people of Peacock Island?!" The old lady really regretted not staying to fight with her. The old lady must kill all the goblins on Peacock Island! ”
A stocky old man said, "Lord Flaming, please mourn. You were right to do that, bringing the prince back is more important than anything else. ”
"How could the people of Peacock Island suddenly appear there?" The county lord asked suspiciously.
"Maybe it's to save the prince. The minions believed that they were also looking for the prince. The old man guessed.
The county lord's mood was a little better, although he lost one person, but, after all, he caught the prince.
At that time, she couldn't wait for her people to come over, and wanted to take advantage of the dark night to tie up the prince with Xiao Shuo. Fortunately, he acted in advance, otherwise the people from Peacock Island would have arrived, and he would not have been able to take the prince away smoothly.
"Strategist, we will use the prince to get the things in Xiang You's hand next, and you will immediately make a detailed plan for me." The county lord commanded the old man.