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Chapter 675 Xuanyuan Jing

Snow Wolf Xiaobai faced the arrow that pierced the sky. The ferocious light in his gray-black eyes condensed into frost. His salivary fangs snapped forward and bit the arrow shaft.

The rod shattered with a sound.

It struggled to one side to avoid the other three or four arrows. It knew very well that it could not dodge them all, and one or two arrows would definitely break its flesh, either on its front legs or chest.

But now that it has been hit by an arrow in its hind leg, it can no longer escape with Guli Keli. It can only fight to the death and wait for a slim hope in the vast wind and snow.

Maybe the seven warriors from the Golden Tent Court would be frightened by their bravery and fearless death, and they could delay for a little longer, maybe they could wait for reinforcements from the Jade Tent Palace.

The arrow penetrated Xiaobai's left front leg and left sternum. Dark red blood gurgled and steamed in the swirling wind and snow. It roared angrily and crashed into the arms of a warrior from the Golden Tent Royal Court, knocking him off his feet.

Fall off the horse.

And its body rolled on the snow, drawing patches of scarlet in the white snow.

It stood up again, its limbs trembling slightly, and most of its hair was soaked with blood, which condensed into thin blood-red ice in the wind and snow.

It raised its head to the sky and howled again, and with its howl, it rushed towards the warriors of the Golden Tent Court again. This time, its pace was much slower, but it had the aura of looking back at death.

Suddenly, it seemed to hear a sigh coming from the wind and snow.

Snow Wolf Xiaobai's bravery and fearlessness did not intimidate the warriors of the Golden Tent, but instead completely inspired their ferocity.

Some of them continued to bend their bows and arrows, while others drew out the long and narrow scimitars from their waists and rushed towards the snow wolf on horseback, intending to pierce the beast with fear and exhaustion into the body and cut it open.

Its fur, drink its blood.

If it hadn't been for this beast, they would have captured Guli Keli, the princess of the Jade Chamber Royal Court.

The girl Guli Keli wanted to stand up, but her whole body was weak, and her breath was getting weaker under the cold wind and heavy snow. She watched Xiao Bai being surrounded and killed by the people of the Golden Tent Royal Court, and she wanted to scream or scream.

She begged for mercy, but it was all in vain. She was so weak that her voice became indistinct again.

In her despair, she seemed to hear a sigh.

This sigh felt so far away and yet so close, as if it were on the horizon and yet in front of my eyes.

When this sigh mixed with the wind and snow, the scimitar that was about to cut into Snow Wolf Xiaobai's body seemed to be chopping on the invisible mirror of wind and snow.

"boom."

There was a soft sound between heaven and earth, which sounded like glass breaking.

A circle of ripples made of wind and snow rippled between the seven strong men of the Golden Tent and Snow Wolf Xiaobai.

Before the strong men in the Golden Tent Royal Court could react, they watched the ripples spread rapidly and hit their bodies. Then they felt that the world was turning upside down. When they came to their senses again, they were horrified to find that they had appeared.

Five or six feet away, the man rolled over on his back, feeling severe pain in his body.

It seemed that the severe pain had already occurred when the ripples hit their bodies, but for some unknown reason, the severe pain now came too late.

They covered the sore spot and looked at Snow Wolf Xiaobai, and the beast disappeared.

Then, they saw a figure slowly becoming clearer in the wind and snow.

He is a man riding a horse.

The horse is maroon, and its long and narrow face is full of indifference, not very majestic, but the man on the horse is dressed in a black robe, with a wine gourd hanging around his waist, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, and has a gentle smile on his face, without any murderous intent.

Behind the horse and above the buttocks, there lay a dying snow wolf covered in blood with three arrows in its body.

The big bay-red horse moved its hooves, its bells jingled lightly, and walked towards the girl lying on the snow with a weak breath. The big copper bell eyes on its horse's face opened furiously, scanning the strong men in the Golden Tent Royal Court, as if they were watching.

Questioning on behalf of the owner on its back:
Chapter completed!
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