An Wen's face was pale, and the demonic energy around him had dimmed a lot, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of energy. Bai Kongzhao's little face had a strange blush, and he was almost dragged halfway by An Wen.
Her biggest advantage when acting is her stealth and ability to take advantage of all available terrain. It is really difficult to track her. Back then, Qianye chased her for thousands of miles, but ultimately failed, let alone others.
But in fact, her absolute speed is not very fast, at least it cannot be compared with Qianye, Li Kuanglan, or even Anwen.
The roar behind them became louder and louder, ancient trees swayed this way and that, and the terrifying existence in the dust got closer and closer.
"This won't work, it will definitely catch up!" Anwen shouted.
"What should we do?"
"Throw it away!"
"What?"
"What's in your hand!"
"no."
"If we don't throw it away, we will all die!"
Bai Kongzhao was clutching a small branch in her hand. It was a ginkgo branch. Among the dense leaves on it, there were two fingertip-sized fruits. They were far from mature and were full of green color. She thought about it,
He bit the branch in his mouth, pulled out the big knife from his back, and threw it into the air.
The broadsword rotated, drawing a high arc, and fell into the billowing smoke and dust behind it.
A howl of pain suddenly came from the smoke, followed by an extremely angry roar, which increased in speed.
An Wen's face suddenly became pretty, and he smiled bitterly and said: "My eldest lady, it's already here, why do you bother to provoke it?"
With a bitter look on his face, he shouted, and a light black demonic energy rose up above his head. His speed increased again, and he gradually widened the distance between him and the pursuers behind him.
"I can't hold on for long, you'd better throw the things away." Anwen shouted again.
But Bai Kongzhao didn't want to. After thinking about it, she actually wanted to stuff the branch into her mouth.
An Wen was shocked: "No! It will keep chasing you and then cut your stomach open! Even if it is scum, it will take back the holy branch."
Seeing his strong reaction, the girl hesitated for a moment and did not speak immediately, but asked: "How do you know?"
"You'll know just by looking at it chasing after us! Do you even need to think about it? This kind of life is like this." An Wen still wanted to speak while running at high speed, but he was already out of breath.
Feel down.
The girl is still hesitating.
Anwen stopped trying to persuade him and just ran away. His meaning was very obvious. If the girl really couldn't bear to part with the branch, the worst she could do was fall down and both of them die together. Maybe he could hold on until the big guy chasing after him had enough strength.
Exhausted. But judging from the fact that the reputation behind it has not diminished at all, this may be extremely low.
At this moment, Bai Kongzhao's hand finally relaxed, and the branches flew high into the sky.
A big hand suddenly stretched out from the billowing smoke and grabbed the branch in the air. This hand was extremely powerful, but its movements were extremely gentle. When it spread out, the branch lay in the palm of the hand, without even a single leaf being wrinkled.
The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing an extremely tall body. It had a vaguely indigenous face, but its brows were like ridges and its eyes were like electricity.
The machete that Bai Kongzhao was stuck in was half-way through his flesh.
An arm behind it pulled out the machete, held it in front of its eyes, looked at it, and threw it on the ground. Although the girl's machete was big, the six-armed general was bigger. This injury was nothing at all.
It glanced in the direction in which Anwen and Bai Kongzhao were walking away. It didn't know what it was thinking, but turned around and left without pursuing them.
If it didn't chase it, Anwen didn't dare to stop. He ran wildly for a while, until he could no longer hear the movement behind him, then he collapsed to the ground and gasped: "Help me... keep an eye on it, I want... want...
…Take your medicine.”
Bai Kongzhao stretched out his hand towards him, signaling for a weapon. As soon as Anwen moved his hand, the two-meter-long sword appeared on the ground. The girl picked up the sword and made a few false cuts, which seemed a bit clumsy. She was petite, and this sword was smaller than
She was much taller, so she couldn't use it nimbly. But she thought for a while, took a few poses, thought for a while more, and took a few more poses. After a while, her movements became much smoother.
Anwen next to him didn't pay attention. He took out a tube of potion and inhaled all the demonic energy inside. After a long time, his face looked a little better.
He opened his eyes, looked at Bai Kongzhao still playing with the big sword, and said, "It's not suitable for you."
Bai Kongzhao thought about it and returned the sword to Anwen.
Anwen put away his sword, sighed, and said: "What a bad luck, why did you suddenly meet such a guy? It seems that I can no longer pursue the idea of aboriginal stone castle in the future. Alas, just now was my last recovery potion.
, if we encounter such a danger again, I am afraid we will have to resign ourselves to fate."
Bai Kongzhao held his chin with his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
An Wen cheered up, stood up, and said, "Let's go, leave this damn place as soon as possible, and stay as far away from that guy as possible."
The girl suddenly said: "How can we kill it?"
"It?" An Wen shook his head, "Don't think about it. Even if all the people from my clan come together, it won't be enough to kill it. Unless the witch comes too. But that madman is still recovering from his injuries, so he shouldn't be able to come."
Bai Kongzhao nodded and began to think again, as if he was still stuck in the question just now.
An Wen said: "Don't think too much, we should go. It's better to leave this hellish place quickly."
The girl suddenly said: "We have a chance to kill it."
An Wen was startled and became interested: "How to kill?"
The girl has a terrifying talent in combat. She can often come up with incredible battle plans and understand her opponent's weaknesses. Anwen wants to know how to kill the six-armed general who almost made him unable to escape.
.
The girl slowly said: "First, you have to attract its attention. Then, give me the sword...forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore."
Seeing her getting up and following her, Anwen was slightly moved.
The girl has always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and she doesn't know much about the ways of the world. In her consciousness, the word "care" does not exist. For her, defeating a powerful enemy is more important than anything else. Since she is willing to say it, she must be somewhat confident.
, there should be only one reason for giving up. That is, Anwen no longer has the weapon at hand, and he has to lure the enemy, which may lead to a dead end.
The two continued to run towards the low gravity area, and the girl asked: "Is it true that the witch won't come?"
"Of course not, she is seriously injured!" An Wen said, with a bit of gloating in his tone.
Deep in the void, a pair of eyes suddenly opened slowly. This was a pair of indescribable eyes. There were no eyeballs or pupils inside, just a rolling chaos, sometimes gray, sometimes black, unable to see through the laws of movement.
, but it is not completely without rules.
As soon as the eyes opened, several demons sensed it and flew towards them. They stopped in the distance and said, "Your Highness, why did you wake up so early?"
A hollow and indifferent voice sounded: "The maelstrom has opened, and I feel the call."
Several demons were hesitant, but one of them boldly raised his head and saw those eyes. He instantly discovered that the color changes in those eyes seemed to have a certain pattern, and this pattern could answer the question that he had been asking for so long.
Some questions about magic power cultivation.
It was such a thought that made him take another look involuntarily, and ended up falling into the surging gray and black colors. Every time he was about to gain something, his insights would slip away from his fingers, as if he just needed to work harder.
, if you remember more about the rules of color changes, you can make a breakthrough.
Unknowingly, the demon kept speeding up his thoughts. Suddenly he had a splitting headache, screamed, and almost lost control of his demonic energy.
The demon next to him hurriedly supported him, covered his eyes, and said: "How dare you look into the eyes of Her Highness the Witch?! Do you want to die?"
The demon's whole body was trembling, trying hard to control the raging demonic energy in his body, and he was speechless.
The witch's hollow voice sounded again, "I just woke up, and I still can't control my strength. As for my injuries, they are almost healed and will not hinder my actions this time."
The demon descendants were a little hesitant, and one of them said: "Your Highness, His Highness Eternal Flame has issued an explicit order that you must fully recover from your injuries before you can leave. It is better to report this matter to His Highness Eternal Flame first."
The witch said calmly: "No need, unless His Majesty the Emperor personally issues the order, otherwise the Eternal Flame cannot order me. Let him take care of the little ones at home first, so as not to be slaughtered."
Several demons looked at each other, and one of them said: "Your Highness, if you want to leave here, you must get permission. This is also the intention of His Majesty the Emperor."
The witch seemed a little surprised and said: "Do you value me so much? That's fine, then I'll go see His Majesty."
A demon-born Marquis couldn't help but persuade: "Your Highness, you are only a few years away from fully recovering. Why can't you wait a little longer? By the time you are well rested, the Great Whirlpool Channel will almost be opened again."
"I can feel that the person who injured me is in the maelstrom at the moment. In addition, if I rest for a while, those little idiots in the clan will probably think that they are almost as good as me, right? I think it's time to let
They get to know the world again."
The demons didn't know how to answer the question. They were responsible for guarding the witch, so they naturally knew the temper of Her Highness and how she would make those of her peers and even the previous generation re-recognize the world.
The eyes slowly closed, and several demons secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that His Highness suddenly figured it out and was going to continue sleeping. But after a while, they felt something was wrong. One of the demons boldly raised his head,
I glanced ahead and was immediately surprised.
Where is the figure of the witch in the void?
In the maelstrom, Zhao Yuying clicked on the cannon and stared ahead. She was covered with branches, grass and leaves. Even an experienced hunter would not be able to spot her disguise without walking up to her. This kind of disguise is easy to learn but hard to master, it seems.
It's very simple, and ordinary people can do it well, but not everyone can achieve the level of blending into nature and becoming one with the surroundings.
PS: There is no wifi but there is a treadmill. I will update it on weekends.