The vulture is more terrifying than the snake, more powerful, as fast as lightning, and its attacks are incomparably treacherous. The best way to survive the siege of hundreds of vultures is not to dodge, but to kill them as quickly as possible, and her means will have to be faster and more sudden than the spawn of lightning, and more violent than a storm.

Looking at the sky full of vultures, she was indifferent, her white wings slowly swaying behind her.

In addition to the snake and the demon vulture, there must be more powerful demon beasts in this grassland where the sun never sets, but she can't save her strongest means until then.

Without any hesitation, a bright flame appeared in the deepest part of her eyes, and even those faint green poisonous rays were temporarily suppressed.

Countless white feathers left the body of the wings and turned into countless sharp arrows, flying towards the sky!

Ten thousand phoenixes!

Hundreds of demon vultures felt the divine aura in these white feathers, and they all screamed in terror and dispersed, and the sky was blue again.

But those vultures could no longer see the sky, because those phoenix feathers came too fast, faster than lightning.

The clear blue sky lit up with countless points of holy light.

The white feathers pierced the vultures like sharp arrows, breaking through the vultures' feathers like sharp knives.

For a while, the sky was full of pictures of broken beaks and broken wings, and countless blood flowers bloomed like fireworks.

Xu Yourong ignored it and never glanced at the sky again.

At some point, the hedrons on the grass began to emit a pure, warm light, which kept pouring into her body.

She looked at the grassland around her, and calmly pulled the bow again.

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The sun does not set in the grassland, so there is no sunset, but there is twilight, when the sun will become a cluster of light, and the light between heaven and earth will be much dimmer.

At dusk, this sea of grass was all dyed red, no matter how poignant and tough the sound of the distant piano was, the demon beast finally retreated, coming like a tide, going like a tide, and disappearing in an instant.

At least thousands of demon beasts died in the surrounding sea of grass, most of the corpses were dragged away by other clans' demon beasts and even their own companions for food, but because there were too many of them, there were still many remnants of demon beasts in the sea of grass, and those filthy blood gradually sank into the mud, and the blood foam left by the water waves hitting the edge of the grass pile could not disappear.

The dim light casts obliquely on the horizon in the far side of the steppe, making the picture even more bloody.

Xu Yourong's face was very pale, and he didn't know if he felt that what happened before was too disgusting, or because of his injury.

The hedrons beside her had all turned into gray-white powder at this time, and she could no longer feel a trace of energy.

She slowly put down the Tong Gong in her hand, stretched out her fingers and picked up some hedron powder, and gently rubbed it to dissipate the pain between her fingers and treat the wound cut by the bowstring between her fingers.

If it weren't for these hedrons, she would definitely not have been able to repel this beast tide.

In fact, apart from the four places of the Imperial Palace and the Imperial Palace, the Holy Maiden's Peak and the Immortal Sect, she had never had such a large number of spars.

The number of these hedrons is exaggerated.

She looked at Chen Changsheng, who was still asleep, and thought silently, the Snow Mountain Sect really deserved to be a sect with a 10,000-year inheritance, and just like the Xuanshuang Dragon they inherited, they really cared about collecting spars and treasures, this disciple of the Hidden Sect of the Snow Mountain Sect was actually able to carry so many spars with him.

The white phoenix feather has been withdrawn from her body, in a short period of time, even for a long time in the future that can be seen in the deduction, she can not be expanded again, she is exhausted to the extreme at this time, the true yuan has been exhausted, the blood has been exhausted, and it has really reached the so-called situation of running out of oil and lamp, if there is another enemy, she will definitely die.

She couldn't even move to the middle of the haystack, didn't have time to unhook the longbow from her shoulders, and sat by the water's edge with her knees folded, letting the disgusting smell of blood wet the hem of her skirt.

As if there was some kind of connection in the dark, just when she was most isolated and helpless, most in need of help, and most in need of rest, Chen Changsheng woke up.

She didn't turn around until she knew he had opened his eyes and said, "Are you awake?"

Although it was in the grassland of Zhou Garden, not in the old temple of Xining Town, nor in the National Education College, Chen Changsheng still habitually, or stubbornly, spent five breaths meditating before looking over.

Just by glancing at her in the grass, he felt a strong sense of remorse and apology, and realized that he should not have wasted that time.

Xu Yourong hugged his knees, sat on the edge of the grass pile, let the blood foam beat, and his figure looked extremely lonely and pitiful.

"Yes, I'm awake. Chen Changsheng got up and walked over to her, he wanted to walk as fast as possible, but because of the influence of the cold frost, his body seemed to freeze.

Xu Yourong still didn't look back, because he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to turn back, and said softly: "Then hand over the shift." ”

After saying this, she turned slightly sideways, hugged her knees, rested her face on her knees, and fell asleep motionless.

Chen Changsheng walked up to her, looked at her closed eyes and snow-white face, and was silent for a while.

He gently unleashed her longbow, reached into the crook of her leg with his right hand, and put his left hand on her shoulder, and lifted her sideways away from the edge of the bloody grass.

In this process, she did not wake up, her eyelashes did not blink, and when she was put down, she still maintained the posture of sleeping with her knees hugged.

Strangers who haven't spoken much and don't even know each other's names can entrust their net worth with their lives.

Just look at what kind of person the other party is, see how much trust the other party can give you, and how much trust you are willing to give back.

Until now, he and she hadn't spoken a few words in total, but when he woke up, she could sleep peacefully, and once she woke up, he could snore like thunder, and at first, she saved him, and then he tried to protect her, and in the process, trust was built up and strengthened.

Chen Changsheng cherishes this feeling of being trusted.

He drew the dagger from its sheath, clenched it tightly in his hand, and sat down in front of her, looking at the darkening prairie before him.

At this time, he saw the sea of grass that had been stained with blood and ink, and saw the remains of those demon beasts, and probably understood what happened when he was sleeping.

He was silent for a long time.

The archery skills of the Xiuling clan are really wonderful, but ...... When he untied the longbow for her earlier, he felt that the bowstring was still hot.

How many times did she draw her bow and shoot her arrows in a battle he didn't see, and how did she survive?

Night finally came, and the sun hanging over the edge of the prairie became even dimmer, and although it did not sink, the light that sprinkled on the prairie was much less.

He sat down in front of her, quietly watching the steppe in the night, waiting for a battle that might happen at any moment.

Time passed slowly, and the ball of light hanging on the edge of the grassland slowly walked in circles, and for some reason it suddenly disappeared, and it turned out to be obscured by dark clouds.

Maybe it was because it was killed too badly during the day, and the demon beast didn't attack again, but it rained in the sky.

The climate of this grassland is relatively warm, but the rain falling from the sky is still a little cold, with the current physical condition of him and Xu Yourong, if they get wet, they can't really get a serious illness.

Without thinking about it, he opened the yellow paper umbrella and held it above Xu Yourong.

But this posture is a little uncomfortable, no matter how big the yellow paper umbrella is, there is no way to cover all the rain.

Looking at the hem of her skirt, which was gradually wet from the rain, he still didn't think about it, and stood up.

The cold rain fell in the sea of grass, striking countless water circles, and falling on the grass piles, causing countless chills.

He stood behind her with a yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, a short sword in his right hand, and looked at the world in the heavy night rain.

As the night passed, he kept it that way.

The demon beast never appeared, the morning finally came, the dark clouds dispersed, the clear blue sky reappeared, the halo on the edge of the grassland gradually became clear, the edge sharpened, the morning sun took shape, and the red and warm light gradually dried the green grass that was wet by the cold rain, as well as the wetness in Chen Changsheng's clothes.

Xu Yourong woke up, looked at his pale face, and wondered a little, why did his injuries seem to have become more serious when he didn't fight last night?

Chen Changsheng didn't explain the umbrella he had held all night last night, and the cold rain wet his back.

Since the night before, they have been constantly fleeing or fighting, one unconscious and the other waking up, this is actually the first conversation in the awake state, the conversation in the cliff cave, after all, is too short. Although they have great trust between them now, and even have a faint tacit understanding, when they are sober, they will find that they are still strangers, so it is inevitable that there will be a sense of alienation.

Chen Changsheng recalled the scene when he met Tang Thirty-six in the Plum Garden Inn in Kyoto - that was the first time he had dealt with strangers in his life, and the first time he tried to be cold, although he seemed a little clumsy in hindsight, but at least he understood some basic truths, such as always needing to open his mouth to break the silence.

In this treacherous grassland, the cold noise is an unacceptable waste of time, and he asks directly: "What do you know about this grassland?"

The Xiuling clan is the closest to nature, and it is rumored that they can communicate with plants and trees, so he wants to hear what she thinks.

Xu Yourong shook his head and said, "No one understands this grassland. ”

Chen Changsheng said: "If you don't mind, let me decide the direction, is it okay?"

Xu Yourong was a little puzzled, looked at him and asked, "Do you know where to go?"

Chen Changsheng didn't explain too much, and said, "I have a general direction. ”

Xu Yourong was about to say something when he suddenly sensed a breath hundreds of zhang away.

That's the breath of Nanke.

The space and time in the grassland where the sun never sets are a little weird, and it looks like it is only a few hundred zhang away, but in fact it may be very far away.

But after all, it was perceived.

She didn't say anything more, expressing her agreement with Chen Changsheng's decision, but she didn't get up. Chen Changsheng understood that she was too weak at this time, and her injuries were too serious, so it was difficult for her to move freely in a short period of time, so he didn't understand, obviously this was the case, how could she kill so many demon beasts yesterday?

He turned around and said, "If you don't mind." ”

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