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1147. Chapter 1147 Turn the crisis into safety!

The little beast was also panicked. It kept closing its eyes and kept shouting: "No...no..."

But its space teleportation skill was never used again.

"Don't stop, keep shouting!"

Xiaobing saw it open its eyes and immediately roared.

How dare he die like this now that Jun Qianxi is by his side.

It would be a small matter if he sacrificed himself, but it would be a big deal if the lovely Xi'er was harmed.

He had no choice but to gather up the little energy in his body, and those thin golden rays of light fell on the incoming spikes, only to make the tops of those spikes disappear.

He had no choice but to hang on Jun Qianxi's neck and block all her vital parts with his small body.

After the round of spike attacks passed, he struggled to carry Jun Qianxi and continue moving forward.

But his remaining strength left him with only the strength to take a few steps before the next round of attacks came.

Unexpectedly, I was about to leave the forest. The interval between the spikes' attacks was shortened, and their power was also much stronger.

When Little Beast saw the critical situation, he immediately moved forward, but was stopped by Xiao Bing: "Try to restore energy as much as possible, Xi'er will have to rely on you to protect her later!"

Xiaobing knew that he couldn't hold on much longer, and now he didn't even have the strength to throw Jun Qianxi out.

The last bit of golden light in the body has been consumed, and the small body has been hit by countless spikes, and it is now covered with scars.

He glanced back lightly. There was only a hundred meters before the two of them would be out of danger. There was a blue sky and a blue sea, but he really had no energy left.

"My lovely Xi'er, you must be well..."

Xiaobing then hung his whole body on her, murmured and slowly closed his eyes, and they both fell towards the ground.

The overwhelming pursuit of those spikes from top to bottom has obscured the clear sky.

Perhaps it is the junction of two different places. The bottom is no longer a swamp, but hard earth.

It landed with a "boom" and dust flew up on the ground.

"Xiao Bingbing...big sister..."

The little beast cried "Wow", there were so many sharp thorns, they must have been riddled with holes.

It has lost the two most important people in its life.

It kept wiping its tears and crying, and while crying, it staggered towards the dusty place ahead.

At the same time, excited cheers sounded from somewhere.

"Is he dead? Is he dead?"

"He must be dead, there has been no movement for so long!"

Young Master Ling and He Lianling stared at the rising dust for a moment, hoping that when the dust dispersed, what would be revealed would be Jun Qianxi's broken limbs.

But at the door of death, Duan Muming finally let go of the hand clutching his chest. The pain was no longer there, and his Xi'er finally turned the corner.

The breeze gently floated the woods, and the trees were heavily shadowed under the floating light. The leaves collided with each other, making a constant rustling sound.

"Bang"

There was a loud noise, and countless sawdust flew out in all directions.

The dust covering people's eyes slowly fell, revealing a thin figure standing upright.

She held a long sword exuding cold air in her hand, holding her head high and blocking the weak body of the soldier.
Chapter completed!
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