But he didn't wait for the arrow to pierce his body, but he heard a roar from Feng Yanxiao.

"Qianqian, get out of the way!"

Wind Mushang didn't open his eyes, and a warm liquid sprayed down his face.

There was a smell of blood on the tip of his nose.

He slowly opened his eyes, blood flowing into his eyes, blurring his vision.

Although his vision was blurred, he still saw the familiar figure standing in front of him, with arrows stuck in his abdomen.

At the moment when Xilingqian's arrow left the string, the power that came from nowhere broke free from the person who grabbed her and blocked her in front of Feng Zhimu.

She didn't block the arrow with her back, she turned around after blocking the arrow.

She didn't want to, at the moment of her death, she still looked at Feng Yanxiao's face.

The moment the arrow flew over, she remembered the scene she had seen at the foot of the Snow Peak Mountain that day.

The only difference is that the arrow was shot by Feng Yanxiao himself.

However, the ending has not changed.

It turned out that it was her end. This is the case.

Feng Zhimu wiped the blood stains from his eyes, and his whole body trembled, "Qian, Qianqian." ”

The corners of Xiling Qian's mouth fell with a smile, and Feng Zhimu reached out to catch her.

"Qianqian, why do you want to come here!"

Xiling Qian coughed twice and smiled, "Didn't I say that Huangquan Biluo, I, just want to be with you!" If you're dead, what's the point of me living. You can't leave me alone. ”

Feng Zhimu's tears overflowed from his eye sockets and dripped down Xiling Qian's face.

She reached out and brushed it in his face, "Don't, don't cry!" ”

Feng Zhimu trembled his hand and grabbed the arrow in Xiling Qian's abdomen.

"It's going to hurt a little, you bear with it."

Xiling Qian smiled and nodded.

Feng Zhimu was ruthless, and pulled out the arrow that almost penetrated Xiling Qian's body, making her face as white as paper in pain.

He gently placed Xilingqian on the ground, holding the arrow tightly in his hand.

Feng Zhimu's gaze was frighteningly cold, "Feng Yanxiao, if you dare to hurt her, you should be damned!" ”

He concentrated all his strength and threw the arrow in his hand fiercely.

That arrow contains all the hatred of the wind mu, and the danger is no less than the arrow that Xiling Qian received.

And Feng Yanxiao, because he didn't react from the scene of Xiling Qian's arrows.

When the arrow flew over, he didn't have time to dodge it and was stabbed in the chest.

But the arrow passed by the heart, and he was lucky not to die.

Feng Yanxiao fainted and was helped.

Without him to give orders, the group of archers could only watch from the sidelines.

To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that they were obedient to Feng Yanxiao, they didn't want to hurt the regent and the princess at all.

Feng Zhimu tried his best to hold Xiling Qian in his arms.

"Wind Mu, I, I want to go underwater! I heard that there are a lot of beautiful fish under the water! Xiling Qian's faint voice was heard in the ears of Feng Zhimu, and his heart was like a knife.

He choked up and nodded, "Okay, I'll take you to see it." Wherever you want to go, I'll take you there. He hugged Xilingqian and walked to the edge of the cliff step by step.

"Zhimu, I'm so sleepy. It's here, you're shouting at me. ”

Feng Zhimu pursed his lips, "Qianqian, you can't sleep, if you sleep, you won't be able to see it." ”

"Okay, I don't sleep!" Her voice grew weaker and weaker.

The archers behind him, looking at the stumbling steps of the wind mu, did not feel good in their hearts.

His back was desolate.

The Wind Mu stood on the edge of the cliff, and below it was the tumbling river.

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