Chapter 28: Flame Golden Crow 2

But she didn't dodge - not just because she couldn't do anything, but because she didn't want to dodge at all.

She was too shocked. More terrifying than when he first fell into the hands of the Dark Lord.

She saw the angry and disdainful gaze of the Immortal Emperor, and the pitying and disdainful gaze of the Heavenly Generals...... They looked at her like they were looking at the most despicable lowly demons in their lives.

No, no, no...... She didn't recognize these familiar gazes...... Before, they never saw themselves like this, they watched her grow up, they watched her run around in the heavenly court, their eyes were full of tolerance, love, compassion......

But now!

How can your own people look at themselves like this???

She trembled even more than she did when she saw the fragments of Ji Wuhua's eyes.

It's like unconsciously having an ugly snake tail behind him.

The fragments of the emerald cracked into the palm, and the red blood fell down between the snow-white fingers: Ji Wuhua, Ji Wuhua...... You wait for me...... Gotta wait for me......

He is the only one in the world who will understand her, sympathize with her, and not look at her with that terrible gaze...... Only the little prince, because he suffered the same misery as her, so when he was leaving, he would do his best to save her, and he did not hesitate to die with the Dark Lord.

However, he is gone.

Golden crow fireworks, under the hood.

The little fairy was completely enveloped by the heavenly fire, and she sat quietly in place, holding the fragments of the little prince's eyes in her palm, and waited blankly for death.

The jet-black hair was scorched, the purple feather veil smelled mushy, and the rose-like red lips were slaughtered by the flames, and the blood fell down drop by drop, and before it had time to fall to the ground, it was instantly turned to ashes......

Little fairy, she is dying and waiting to die, because of the high temperature resistance of the fairy clan, she can't die for a while, and she will die after the most cruel burning.

Before, she thought that being torn apart by the Dark Lord was the greatest pain in the world, but compared to the current flames, she realized that it was really insignificant.

It's like the young lady in the boudoir who feels very painful when her finger is pierced by the tip of a needle, because they have never experienced the pain of having their fingertips driven into ten nails......

Now, Ji Wuxue is 10,000 times more painful than having 10 nails on her fingers......

All the internal organs curled up in pain, and the suffocating flames rolled in the throats, and if they wanted to live, they could not live, and if they wanted to die, they could not die.

However, she bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming.

Immortal Emperor, don't look over.

The heavenly soldiers and generals all turned their heads and pretended not to see it.

Wu Xian was completely furious.

He felt pain too—just as he was in the terrible Golden Crow Flames.

The last bit of magic in his body completely exploded. He was in the center of the whirlpool, his finger pointing to the sky for the last time.

The largest meteor fell, and the heat of hundreds of thousands of degrees fell sharply with the air flow explosion, instantly overpowering the light of the heavenly fire.

The color of the Immortal Emperor changed, and the heavenly soldiers also fled.

Wu Xian didn't dodge, laughed, the demon body bent, completely dissolved into the middle of the empty explosion, under the fierce flames, the earth and the sky began to tear apart at the same time, and the boundless cosmic firmament was suddenly shrouded, forming a huge black vortex, devouring all the qiē within reach......

"Time Black Hole!"

"Oh my God, the Demon King has triggered the black hole of time, run ......"

When the heavenly soldiers heard this, they immediately fled, only hating that they had grown two pairs of wings.