Shaojun riding the sea

Chapter 272 All Spirits Heed My Call!

While roaring, Xi Yuehan launched the blue flame to fly closer, and the divine bows were opened, and the powerful arrows were continuously shot out. However, Xi Yuehan relied on his "immortal body" to not dodge or evade. Even if he was hit by several arrows, he would use his palms as blades to attack the two figures who were performing the divine arrow magic in the wind and snow.

No, to be exact, his target was clear, and it was Shi Xuanling!
"No, little bell, get out of the way!"

Yue Wujiu's face suddenly changed. Without time to think, he stepped forward with the long sword of Wangxin in hand, and was ready to stand in front of Shi Xuanling regardless of his own safety.

"Sister, be careful!"

On the other side, Xiao Mo's pupils also shrank suddenly, and his figure was like a butterfly, raising the sword in his left hand and flying away.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, stood in front of Shi Xuanling at the same time, unafraid of the approaching blue flame. But at this moment, Xi Yuehan suddenly changed direction and went straight towards Leng Ying at the other end.

Amid the rolling heat waves, it turned out that he was using a feint to the east and attack in the west to confuse his opponent. His real target of attack was not Shi Xuanling, but Leng Ying!

As cunning as he was, he had already seen that Leng Ying was not as skillful as Shi Xuanling in drawing the bowstring. It was obvious that her skills were not deep and her foundation was weak. Starting with her, the best option was to disintegrate the magic archery technique and break the double bow formation!

And Xiyuehan did not make the wrong choice. Leng Ying's archery skills were not acquired through hard practice overnight. After all, she took the shortcut of rapid success, so her foundation was indeed weak and easily broken.

Everyone finally reacted, and Shi Xuanling's face changed even more. He shot several arrows in succession to try to stop Xi Yuehan.

"Sister Ying, be careful!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. Xi Yuehan had arrived with the blue flame heat wave in an instant. He was determined to kill one of them first, break the formation, and destroy the divine bow that could threaten him, even if he was shot and injured!
Leng Ying wanted to dodge backwards, but it was too late. Her first thought was to turn her back and try to protect the divine bow. In the blink of an eye, Pei Shixi pushed Leng Ying away, gathered all his internal strength, and took Xi Yuehan's palm!
"Brother Shixi!"

Leng Ying screamed in shock. Xi Yuehan failed to hit the target with one strike. He looked viciously at Pei Shixi who had ruined his plan, with flames of anger burning in his blue pupils.

"You are overestimating your own abilities and wanting to be a hero and save the beauty. You are simply courting death. I will grant your wish!"

As he spoke, the second palm strike came towards Pei Shixi's chest like a terrifying ghost. Pei Shixi took the palm strike head-on, and his entire palm was burned by the blue flame. His throat felt fishy and sweet, and he vomited blood. If he were to be hit by this hot palm strike again, he would probably die on the spot!

"No!"

Leng Ying's breathing quickened, and her face turned pale instantly. Xiao Mo raised the sword in his left hand and flew forward without any hesitation, wanting to save Pei Shixi, "Fifth Uncle!"

However, there was a figure who was one step faster than him. He rushed forward like a moth to a flame and threw himself directly at Pei Shixi with his flesh and blood body, and took the full force of Xi Yuehan's angry palm!
A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, splashing half of Pei Shixi's face. His eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't believe it: "A Ying!"

That soft face showed a look of pain due to the severe pain, but there was a sad smile on the corner of her lips. She looked at Pei Shixi with deep affection without regret: "Brother Shixi... Fortunately... I didn't hurt you..."

Amid the heat waves, she used her back to shield Pei Shixi from all harm. Her fragile body was as solid as a rock, and Pei Shixi could not push her away no matter how hard he tried.

The blue flames on Xi Yuehan's body grew more and more violent. When he wanted to strike out again, an arrow with frosty air flew towards him. The sharp swords in the hands of Xiao Mo and Yue Wujiu also stabbed at him from the left and right, forcing him to retreat a few steps.

Amid the howling wind and snow, Xi Yuehan was surrounded and restrained by a group of people. Blue poisonous blood gushed out of the wounds on his body. While he was fighting back, he was anxiously trying to find the Shura soldiers to heal his wounds.

Pei Shixi had wrapped Leng Ying's gradually declining body with his coat. He staggered and ran wildly in the snow, as if he was holding a ball of gradually dissipating firefly. But it seemed that no matter how hard he tried, the ball of firefly in his arms would eventually be blown away by the wind.

"Ghost doctor, where is the ghost doctor in our clan? Come and save people, come and save people..."

With tears streaming down his face and screaming, Pei Shixi could not hold on for more than a few steps. He fell to the ground in a panic while holding Leng Ying in his arms. His throat tasted fishy and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

He had just been hit by a palm strike and was seriously injured, but he was still more powerful than Leng Ying. He gritted his teeth and wanted to hold her up from the snow, but she stretched out a pale hand from her coat and trembled to hold him. "No, don't waste your energy. My heart and veins are damaged, and the best ghost doctor in the tribe can't save me..."

Leng Ying lay in Pei Shixi's arms, her beautiful face covered in blood revealed between his coats. She was breathing with difficulty, but a smile spread across her lips, as bright as a dream.

"Just let me talk to you again... That day, that day in Youzhou City... The question you asked me... Later, I actually thought about it carefully..."

On that quiet snowy night, he was busy planning the overall situation. She brought food and snacks to persuade him to rest, but he asked her:
"Aying, after everything is over, do you want to return to Yunzhou Island and live a peaceful and tranquil life?"

At that time, she had only one answer: no matter what choice Pei Shixi made, she would stand with him and never leave him.

If he wanted to let go of everything and lead his people back to Yunzhou Island in the future, she would follow him. If he was unwilling to stop here and still wanted to restore the great cause of his people, she would pick up the Wanyue Bow for him, fight with him and continue to protect the Tonglu Kingdom that they built.

But later, when the night was quiet and she woke up again and again from the nightmare of him being burned in fire, she would sit on the bed, hugging her knees, looking at the bright moon in the sky outside the window, thinking absentmindedly about his question.

If she could really let go of everything, return to Yunzhou Island, reunite with her tribesmen, and live a peaceful and tranquil life without conspiracy or killing... How wonderful it would be, but is this what she can hope for in her life?
If she really had a choice, she didn't want to be Dongmu's concubine Rou, nor did she want to be Tonglu's queen mother. She just wanted to be herself, and only herself. She only wanted to be that carefree, free firefly in the summer night, lingering around the person she loved. How wonderful that would be.

"Brother Shixi, these past few years, I have been in the game of chess, taking every step carefully, treading on thin ice, and having no control over myself. I am actually, actually, really tired..."

Leng Ying raised her hand tremblingly and gently touched Pei Shixi's cheek. She was breathing weakly, but still spoke the words hidden in her heart word by word with difficulty:
"I have actually wanted to give up everything a long time ago, to go back to Yunzhou Island with Yier, you, and the other clansmen, to the legendary hometown of the Feng family, to live a peaceful and tranquil life. But I am afraid that you will be disappointed, that your dream of restoring your country will be shattered, and that you will be left alone..."

The wind and snow blew up Pei Shixi's messy hair. He had already heard the tears pouring down his face. Blood mixed with tears fell on the back of Leng Ying's pale hand. He shook his head in the snow, sobbing:

"You are so stupid. Why are you so stupid? If you have already made a choice in your heart, you should have told me earlier. Why did you risk your life to accompany me into the game? Why are you so stupid..."

"Don't, don't cry, Brother Shixi, Ying is... willing..."

Leng Ying still had a smile on her lips, but her breath was getting weaker and weaker: "It's a pity that I can't go back now... Brother Shixi, the hometown that Ying can't go to... the scenery that she can't see... can only be seen by you, you can go to see it on my behalf... Please take good care of Yi'er... I, I can only accompany you here..."

Pei Shixi's body shuddered, his mind completely collapsed. He burst into tears and shook his head desperately, "No, it won't happen, Ah Ying, hold on, you will be fine. Yi'er is still waiting for you to come back. After this battle, we will cross the sea and return home together. I will accompany you back to Yunzhou Island and spend a peaceful and worry-free life with you..."

The sad and desperate wailing sound resounded through the sky. Shi Xuanling turned her head and looked, as if she sensed something. Her eyes suddenly turned red: "No, Sister Aying!"

The strong wind blew up her long hair and clothes, and the Splashing Star Bow in her hand was already stained with blood. How many more people will have to sacrifice to hold on to this moment in this decisive battle? How can she see the moment when the snow stops and the sky clears?
Now the double bow formation was missing a part. No matter how hard she tried, the Star-Splashing Bow in her hand always lacked the companion and support of the Moon-Binding Bow. She could not shoot two arrows at the same time, and it was hard to reproduce the mighty power to sweep away thousands of troops. She stood in the wind and snow, and for a moment she felt like she was alone.

Just like when the Chinu army of 100,000 attacked Yunzhou Island, she and her master drew their bows to fight the enemy on the Chongming Tower, but she watched her master fall from the top of the tower, and now, the person who fell and died has become her sister Aying.

Fierce fighting and deadly battles, mountains of bones. Could it be that God is really so cruel? Will the Feng family be destroyed in the Qingli Mountains tonight?

No, never!
It seemed as if a fire was burning inside his body and the hot blood in his chest was surging. Shi Xuanling tightly grasped the Star-Splitting Bow in his hand, his breathing became rapid, and his brown pupils began to glow with a strange light, as if something was about to burst out, bringing with it a force that could destroy the world.

She wants to end the killing, protect the Feng family, and stop all the good things from disappearing. No matter what the cost, she must save the people she cherishes!

The wind was howling, the snow was rustling, and a light suddenly began to flicker on Shi Xuanling's forehead, as if something was about to break free and set off a huge wave, completely covering and extinguishing Xi Yuehan's blue flame!
The sky and earth were vast, the wind and snow were howling, and everyone finally realized that something was wrong. Why did they suddenly feel like the earth was shaking?
Everyone looked at the scene and saw a girl in the flying snow, carrying a magic bow, her dress stained with blood, her long hair flying, her eyes tightly closed, silently chanting spells, while making seals with her hands, and the light on her forehead became more and more dazzling!
The clan leader Qi Yuan, who was leading his clan members to fight against the Shura soldiers, saw this scene and his expression suddenly changed: "Not good, Xiao Lingdang is trying to break the seal by force!"

Yue Wujiu was more familiar with this scene. His face turned pale and he tried to step forward to stop her, "No, Xuan Ling, stop it!"

But the magic was activated and the killing intent was determined, and the figure in the wind and snow could no longer stop!
The pair of brown eyes suddenly opened, with an arrogance that looked down upon everything in the world, and an awe-inspiring majesty that was sacred and inviolable. Every word resounded through the world like thunder from heaven.

"King of Fire Phoenix, all spirits, listen to my call and kill this monster!"