The little guy's scream was deafening, making her brain feel like it was about to explode. Bei Mingyue gritted her teeth and felt that the tip of the sword had touched the white tiger's silver teeth, but there was no follow-up. With a "clang", the Luoyu Sword unexpectedly
It broke away from his hand and flew straight towards her!
Are we really going to die here today?
Bei Mingyue closed her eyes in despair. If she really died in this dark imperial mausoleum today, it would only mean that she, Bei Mingyue, did not have the luck to live again. If she survived by chance, she did not deserve her life.
Absolutely!
But how can there be so much luck in life?
The white tiger's roar almost broke through the imperial mausoleum, and the hot and humid breath rushed past her. Bei Mingyue frowned slightly, no, something seemed to be blocking her in front of her, blocking her from the almost fatal blow of the white tiger.
one strike?
Who could be the person who can enter this imperial mausoleum?
Bei Mingyue opened her eyes fiercely, but what was reflected in front of her was a shadow as dark as ink. The roar of the white tiger was still in her ears. A heavy fog shrouded her side. For a moment, she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly.
body shape!
Is it Nangong Rui or Nangong Lin? Or, is it...
Her heart beat like a drum. Could it be him? The person she hated so much that she wished she could kill him quickly...
The sharp sword light streaked through the fog, bringing up bursts of blood mist. The white tiger had obviously been seriously injured by the person in front of him. The strength of its struggle was getting smaller and smaller. The fog it raised was getting weaker and weaker, and it roared in pain.
But it is getting more and more terrible.
Bei Mingyue opened her eyes wide, and when she finally saw the sword in Xuan Yi's hand, the fog had dissipated, and the answer she didn't want to see was finally placed before her eyes -
The person standing in front of me...isn't Xicheng Jue, who is it?
Xicheng Jue stood in front of the roaring and rolling white tiger. The Qingfeng Sword in his right hand was stained with blood, but there was already a pair of silver objects in his left hand.
White Tiger's silver teeth were pried off by him!
"You want to break into the imperial mausoleum alone, Bei Mingyue, who gave you such courage?"
Xicheng Jue turned around, but Bei Mingyue seemed to have seen some kind of plague. She was frightened and took a step back. Xicheng Jue's eyes were annoyed, and he simply grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms!
"Are you afraid of me? Oh, the dignified eldest princess of Beiming Kingdom, when she sees me, she is like a cat seeing a mouse. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to spread the word?"
After finally rescuing her from the tiger's mouth, he didn't expect that this woman would want to run away when she saw him.
It was about to be pinched off by him, but there was no strange expression on his face, instead it evoked a hint of ridicule.
"The dignified Crown Prince of the West Tan Kingdom behaves as if he has never seen a girl in his eight lifetimes. He doesn't care about propriety, justice and shame. When he sees me, he pulls me into his arms. If word spreads, wouldn't it mean that people would despise His Highness the Crown Prince's bad conduct?"
What a sharp and articulate mouth!
Xicheng Jue lowered his eyes and looked at her chattering little mouth. She was opening and closing her mouth, but what she said was what he didn't like to hear. It was obvious that he should be furious and angry, but he...
This woman...why can't he look away?
His wrist was almost numb from the pain. Bei Mingyue pulled it twice but failed to pull it away. The anger in her heart became even worse, "The white tiger is already dead, why don't you let go quickly? You still want to hold her until you die!"
How old is it?
He caught a glimpse of the red mark on her wrist that he had made,