When he arrived at Gu Lingzi Garden, he found that there were only about six hundred spirit girls left. However, it should also be enough.

More than 600 spirit girls were thrown into the spiritual spring at one time, and their bodies disappeared the moment they came into contact with the spiritual spring water, turning into a part of the spring water, and they immediately felt that Gu Lingziyuan's strength had increased a lot. She took a deep breath, and there was a ripple in her pale pink cherry blossom eyes, and she approached the spiritual spring, and stretched one hand into the spring water even to the whole arm. The clear spring water soaked her sleeves, and a cool feeling seeped into her bone marrow from the spring, and she forced herself to crouch on the side of the spiritual spring, closing her eyes.

Soon, the surrounding air vibrated violently, and the terrifying power hidden under the abyss quickly spread outward, sweeping everything.

Her consciousness gradually expanded with this force, and she could see far away, including the chaotic and bloody battlefield, and the battlefield that belonged to the King of the Two Realms. Inexplicable sorrow rippled in her heart, but she forced herself to be optimistic, the best prince would definitely protect the heavenly realm, just like his oath before the battle, he would definitely kill the enemy out of the heavenly realm and regain all the lost land.

Suddenly, she felt extreme pain in her right hand immersed in the spring water, and couldn't help but look into the water, only to see that the delicate white jade ring was shining with flickering light. Her consciousness couldn't help but look for Qian Chenmo's traces, but most of the places she saw were a blackened red, which seemed to be viscous and emitted a disgusting strong odor. The battle was even worse than before, and the entire battlefield was filled with enemies that seemed to never be finished, and everyone had at least three layers of corpse stumps under their feet, and none of them were clean and flat.

She endured the strangeness in her heart, and tried her best to sense Qian Chenmo's location with the ring in her hand, and finally found only a pile of corpses where they were stacked in a mess. Could it be that he has ...... She couldn't think any longer, but as several Dark Clansmen passed by the pile of corpses, several lightning flashes of sword light, and a few more corpses in the pile of corpses, before she could faintly see an arm holding a sharp sword. Although the arm was already scarred and stained dark red with blood, the hand holding the sword did not tremble in the slightest.

Qian Chenmo was still alive, and he thought with relief. But then she thought that his injuries were already very serious, and he had obviously lost too much blood, and that this war showed no sign of coming to an end, and that his character would never be a man who would flee for his life, and that if he continued like this, he would inevitably be sacrificed. She couldn't just watch him lose his life.

So she pulled her arm out of the spiritual spring, and when she was about to stand up, she found that there was a person standing behind her. "When will you ...... ...... outside," he said incoherently, his face pale.

Qian Death Pendant had no hair, a waist-length thick brown hair fluttered slightly in the wind, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes were more calm and unnatural: "I know." You just stay here and do what you have to do, and the rest is none of your business. ”

"We ...... The Celestial Realm will prevail, won't it?" she looked at the people she loved and trusted, her eyes showing unconcealed uneasiness and hope for the future, "We'll survive, right?"

However, she couldn't figure out why Qiansheng, who was supposed to lead the troops to fight outside, was standing here like a nobody at the moment, and there was no tension or concern for the crisis outside between her expressions, and she was indifferent and calm as usual. Otherwise, he was confident enough that the Heavenly Realm would survive this catastrophe.

"We're going to survive. "The eldest princess of the heavenly realm is the key to my heavenly realm, and the noblest woman in hell besides the king, the sister of the hidden king, is the key to hell. Unfortunately, I got her. In the heavenly realm, victory is naturally in sight. ”

His eyes widened in disbelief, and then he returned to normal, but he still couldn't help but ask, "His Majesty King Zero already knows?"

"No, it's just arrived, and I haven't told my father yet, it's a surprise. He looked down at her, those eyes were unusually cold, no different from looking at ordinary grass and trees, "It may be frightening, but he will be happy." Go back to the spiritual spring, you have to control it until this battle between the two realms is completely over, the power of the heavenly realm has become very weak, and it can no longer maintain balance naturally, if it is not controlled, the heavenly realm will be sucked into the abyss and fall into collapse. ”

He nodded obediently, but his eyes were full of worry: "Qian Chenmo is still on the battlefield, he is very seriously injured, can you bring him back to heal?" she couldn't leave.

Qianyi's voice was extremely cold: "Since you have decided to set foot on the battlefield, you have already predicted the possible ending. I'm just in charge of dispatching troops, and the life and death of the soldiers have long been predicted, which is inevitable. I am not obligated to save them. ”

"But he's Qian Chenmo, your own brother!" He shouted out a little uncontrollably, his voice slightly sharp, "He's not an ordinary soldier, he's your dear brother and brother, why don't you save him?" "Is it difficult to save someone? Why, he seems to be out of the way, how can it be inevitable that Qian Chenmo's is inevitable?! How could Qian Death Fall say such a thing? He was just joking, right? She didn't believe that he would really die or not be saved.

"No matter who you are, as long as you go to the battlefield, you are an ordinary warrior, and you don't care about blood. Qian Chuan said lightly, "Or is it that in your heart, he is more important than me?"

Is it time to be jealous? He was stunned, and unconsciously took a few steps back, a pair of white and tender bare feet entered the cold spring water, and the picture of the battlefield clearly appeared in his mind, Qian Chenmo, who was covered with scars like a bloody man, still stubbornly and unyieldingly held his sword and slashed at the enemy who could not be killed. It is difficult to see other Celestial Armies on the battlefield, and I am afraid that they have all died with the enemy. There are as many people as the Dark Clansmen frantically attacking the Wangcheng Enchantment, and the original colorless and transparent Enchantment is showing up little by little, dyed blood red, if you look closely, you can still feel that it is trembling, it is almost unable to hold on.

There was also chaos in the royal city, full of terrified people, who were screaming and crying in despair, running helplessly for a possible safe place.

She couldn't stand these pictures anymore, but she couldn't do anything about it, but the man in front of her looked at it indifferently and was indifferent.

"Why?" Will the Celestial Realm really win? If so, why would he let innocent people suffer like this? Why didn't he save them?

Qian Fallen stared at her quietly, expressionless, his calmness made her horror seem extremely funny, after all, she was still a simple-minded girl.

He was stared at by his emotionless gaze, his body did not feel a chill, and his heart succumbed to his majesty, and he was no longer overly excited. He is not wrong, he is just a prince, he cannot sacrifice his life for so many people out of sympathy, he can only wait. He can't control the overall situation, so he can only wait for the two kings to make a final decision.

Knowing this, her originally bright eyes dimmed, and at the same time, there was a soft cracking sound from her right hand. Immediately some splinters of crystal shards fell into the spring, and no trace could be found. On the middle finger of his right hand, he was already empty.

Qian Death Pendant raised her hand gently, hooked her chin, and dropped a kiss on her cold soft lips, and her cold voice was as indifferent as ever: "Remember, you only have me." ”

He didn't need a response, his lips were shallow, and his eyes were deep and clear.