Mo Qingling felt a chill behind her, and it seemed that the temperature around her had dropped a little at this time. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

She turned her head a little stiffly, and the sight almost made her scream.

Not far away, dark and covered with gray mist, stood a figure with blood-red eyes.

Mo Qingling stubbornly wanted to see him seriously, and she did it.

She had a blood crow tattoo on her face, something that only the royal family of the Dijiang clan was qualified to adorn. However, it is not as simple as a decoration, it is a real blood crow, through the eyes of this blood crow, Mo Qingling can see far, far away in the dark.

This is an ability she was once proud of, and it is also the ability she regrets most now.

It should be a person, at least a little more like a human being than anything else.

His shirtless body was topless, the muscles on it bulged high like a hill, and the muscles all over his body were tense and showed a faint bloody color, as if the flesh wrapped under the skin had swelled to some limit, and would burst through the skin at any moment.

And he dragged a long python-like tail behind his back, his facial features were covered with a layer of dark green scale armor, and a sharp horn like a barb protruded from his forehead.

At this time, his scarlet eyes were staring straight at Mo Qingling, and the banter in his eyes was like a cat playing with a desperate mouse.

Mo Qingling felt a chill, and only then did she understand the reason why Su Changan suddenly pounced on her just now. It was only too late now, and her mind was spinning rapidly, and she began to think of a way to get out. And the monster also took a step at this time, it was not a very powerful step, not much different from ordinary people walking.

But at the moment of taking this step, a momentum like the rushing of the river and the sea also hit at that moment, Mo Qingling's body was stunned, and she suddenly found that she was as if she was bound by something, and she could no longer move a single inch.

"Why did you want to escape?" the monster opened its mouth, revealing rows of sharp teeth inside, "stay with me, just like them, be my people of Laiyun City, and I will grant you eternal life!"

The look on the monster's face went insane at that point, and the gray mist around him dissipated, revealing a dense mass of ghostly walking corpses behind him. And Mo Qingling also suddenly understood the identity of this monster from this madness, he was the old man of the human race, Yuan Xingsong, the Taishou of Laiyun City.

This madness, which can almost be called pathological, naturally no one can imitate it, and from some traces on this monster's face, Yuan Xingsong's appearance can also be vaguely seen. However, Mo Qingling was still extremely shocked.

Why? Why did he become like this! Didn't that medicine heal his wounds?

There was naturally no way to ask all kinds of questions in her heart, because the next moment, the red glow in Yuan Xingsong's eyes flashed, and several figures rushed out from behind him, attacking towards Mo Qingling's face at an extremely fast speed.

Mo Qingling recognized at a glance that these figures were all warriors she had brought from the barbarians, but the irony was that these warriors who had once been respectful to her had now become someone else's minions, attacking her like a vicious wolf at the moment, and because she was bound by some means she didn't know about, she was still slaughtered by others like fish on a chopping board.

Of course, she didn't want to die like that.

She is the princess of the barbarian Dijiang clan and the pearl of the barbarian king.

Lord Wu Xian once said when she was born that she died according to the stars, and she had the image of a dragon and a tiger.

Even she had heard that his father had accidentally mentioned that the Star Pavilion, which was regarded as a fairy land by the world, had sent someone willing to exchange her for a heavy treasure to enter the Star Pavilion as a disciple.

Almost everything, all people, intentionally or unintentionally, are telling her that she is extraordinary.

And she herself once thought so with great firmness.

This belief was kept in her heart until the blades came to her eyes, and she finally realized that she was going to die.

It's a very strange feeling.

Just one moment, she stubbornly believed that she was destined to belong, but the next second, she had to face the fact that she was about to die.

Surprisingly, she was not as panicked or scared as she imagined.

She just felt regretful that she hadn't had time to get to know so many people, so many landscapes she hadn't had time to appreciate, and so many things he hadn't had time to experience.

But she's going to die.

She finally closed her eyes slowly.

The warriors of the barbarian tribe are never afraid of death, and as a royal family, she should die calmly.

Then, the sound of two sharp weapons colliding violently exploded in her ears.

Something wet and hot squirted on her face.

She smelled a pungent fishy smell, and her eyes suddenly opened.

The sight of a young man carrying a knife and several heads raised in the air.

It dawned on her that it was blood.

"Run!" the young man's voice was intense and almost indissolvable anger, as fierce as a demon, cold as frost.

But she felt warm inexplicably.

Perhaps because she had just broken free from the shadow of death, she ignored the boy's shouts and subconsciously leaned towards the boy's body. In this night as dark as purgatory, the figure of the young man was like a flame, giving her warmth and light.

"I'll let you run!" Su Changan, who had been facing away from Mo Qingling, turned his head sharply and yelled at her when he felt that the girl behind him didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Mo Qingling's body froze at that time, and Su Changan's appearance at the moment was very hideous.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the sides of his forehead were bursting green tendons. Even, Mo Qingling was keenly aware that his hand holding the knife was trembling.

He was afraid? Mo Qingling thought in his heart.

But before she could ask why, a hand slapped her on the shoulder, and her body flew out violently at that moment, and the voice of the boy sounded in her ears again.

"Run, don't look back, go to Taishoufu!"

The force of that palm was great, but it was very soft, and she flew out dozens of feet, but when she landed, she did not suffer much damage.

She finally came to her senses at this time, and the current Yuan Xingsong was much stronger than Fang Cai, so strong that even the heir of Tianlan Academy felt fear.

And Su Changan, who has done this, no longer looks at the girl, he has done everything he can do, and the rest can only depend on her own creation.

Now, he needs to face the monster in front of him.

Thinking so, he pulled another knife from his back.

At that time, the swords rang in unison.

The young man had a hideous face, holding two knives, and a long sword hanging above his head.

Mo Qingling inexplicably forgot the gains and losses of life and death, but looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and some indescribable throbbing rose in her heart.