Chapter 12: Don't Cry, Xiaoli

There are no stars or clouds tonight.

Under the moonlight, the wilderness outside the city transforms into a giant meat grinder battlefield, crushing everyone who tries to squeeze in.

The rich smell of blood aroused the most primitive desire of the demon clan to fight, and their attacks were like a tidal wave, wave after wave.

Thick blood sprayed everywhere, staining the man's robes red.

Xu is the enemy's, Xu is his own.

At this point, Long Li couldn't tell the difference.

Xiang's father told her to close her eyes and tell her not to look, but Long Li felt that she was not a very well-behaved child, so of course she would not be obedient.

The man protects her very well, even if there is an unavoidable attack, he will choose to block it with his body, so as not to expose the girl in his arms.

The girl's little face, at some point, was stained with wisps of red blood, which set off the paleness more and more.

She bit her lip so hard that her vision was obscured by the blood mist that came from nowhere.

She actually wants to say that her father doesn't have to take care of her like this, although she is small, she can't stand the slightest injury.

But whenever she saw the man's serious and focused face, she didn't dare to speak out, for fear that she would distract him, causing the man to suffer more tragic injuries.

Another sword light swept away, pouring out like moonlight, reflecting the hideous and crazy beast faces in the shadows.

In the depths of their scarlet eyes, a trace of human timidity was finally revealed.

As if tireless, unaware of pain.

The long sword in the man's hand never stopped, and he didn't know how much flesh and blood flew between swings and slashes.

The 'national teacher' who said that he doesn't know martial arts, and his body is weak?!

The slender figure was like a ghost, in front of the moonlight and the successive armies, he forced himself to rely on the 'no attack' in his hand, and tore a bloody hole.

The power and will of the individual were perfectly demonstrated at this moment.

Perhaps, as Chen An said before, from the beginning, he always believed in himself the most.

The arm gradually became numb and unconscious, and he continued to swing the sword by instinct.

Fortunately, the sword given by the old dragon king is really good, even after so many chopping and collisions, the sword body is still clear, and the blade is still unmatched.

The most important thing is that the army that was originally unyielding finally began to disperse at this moment, and under the bright sword light, they subconsciously slowed down the pace of pursuit.

However, they prefer to say that their mission has been completed rather than being killed.

Because a majestic figure far more than ten times taller than the man appeared behind him.

It's like a desperate wall, cutting off all ways of life.

Seven big birds with wings spread were hunching him forward, overcoming all obstacles on the ground and rushing towards Chen An.

The speed was unusual.

Rebellion is a thing that can only succeed and not fail.

So even if they learned that there was only one weak human who was powerless to escort His Royal Highness, they still chose to go all out.

Chen An thought for a moment, stopped, and gently put down the girl who was intact in his arms.

Next, there will inevitably be a battle to the death, and with Long Li, he can't guarantee that he will protect her as well as before.

To put it bluntly, he can't run, so he can only fight first.

"Run! Why don't you run away? Despicable and cowardly human beings, you are as lowly as ants underground! ”

The giant shouted from afar, his face flashing with great pleasure, and he slammed his iron fist against his chest with a terrifying muffled sound.

"I will crush your limbs and hang them on the head of the city...... Oh, by the way, and that green snake, what do you think when my eldest brother tears her to pieces and feeds you himself?! ”

An unbridled grin pierced the night sky.

Chen An ignored it, he looked up and found that if he continued to move forward, it was already a dense forest like a dormant beast in the night.

The man sighed, rubbed the girl's somewhat messy hair, and said, "Your Highness, can you walk a short distance by yourself on the next road?" ”

"It won't be long, I'll be able to catch up in no time."

Hearing this, the girl's body trembled slightly, she lowered her head, and her knuckles were pinched white.

"Hmmm......"

It took a little before she struggled to spit out such a word from her mouth.

The voice was trembling, and even weaker, and if it weren't for the silence of the night, I'm afraid it would be difficult to hear clearly.

A bloodstained hand reached over and gently pinched the girl's chin.

The little face, which has always been proud and delicate, is now full of tears, and it is confused, no wonder she is reluctant to look up.

"Don't cry, Xiaoli."

The man's voice was as gentle as usual, full of soothing magic.

Let Long Li pluck up the courage and look at him.

The black and white eyes are bright and smiling.

Long Li couldn't understand why he could remain so calm when he had reached such a crisis, a moment of life and death?

The slightly rough palm brushed the red and swollen eye sockets and wiped the wetness from her cheeks.

Immediately after, a roll of green cloth was delicately tied to her wrist by the man.

He looked at it and said softly: "This is 'any wish can be fulfilled cloth', Your Highness put it away, don't lose it." ”

"So be obedient and don't cry, okay?"

The girl seemed to be a little stunned, and she suddenly sobbed, and the tears that had just stopped poured out like a, wet her face, rolled over her pale chin, and finally fell straight on the man's hand.

"Woo...... The father deceives people...... This kind of trick to fool children, you won't believe it......"

However, her words only drifted slowly in the wind, and there was no further answer.

Long Li looked up, only to see a slow retrograde back.

The back was far from being tall and burly, just enough to cover her.

The moonlight sprinkled down, stretching the shadow of the back for a long time.

He carried the sword casually, and wisps of red blood flowed down the blade to the tip of the sword, and then gathered together like raindrops falling slowly.

In front of him, there was the army of demon clans rolling in, and it was the giant under the night sky that had already approached the dozens of zhang.

The corners of the giant's mouth were grinning, and his mouth was wide open, as if he was silently mocking.

Long Li gritted her teeth, didn't dare to delay, didn't say anything stupid that she had to go together, she just turned around, opened her legs, and ran towards the dense forest with all her might.

While running, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, couldn't help but sniff, and sobbed: "Father Xiang is a liar, a big liar, who believes it, I don't believe it anyway......"

"What rags, any wish can be granted...... It's almost the same as cheating a three-year-old child, but I'm two hundred years old...... Woohoo......"

The night was without a trace, and soon her delicate figure was swallowed up.

And behind her, there was a man with a sword, and the waning moon was like blood.

(End of chapter)