Gao Leng school grass: the reborn empress is not easy to mess with

Chapter 346 Chapter 376 You Will Not Die

Several guards looked at each other in blank dismay. Although Yan Xie was only 15 years old, he was the number one general of the Celestial Dynasty after all.

Just a moment when more than a dozen people hesitated, Yan Xie suddenly turned to look at Leng Yungui: "Your Highness hug me."

Leng Yungui responded, hugging Xiaoxie's waist almost subconsciously.

With a sweep of his long knife, Jian Xie knocked down several guards who rushed up first, tapped his toes, and jumped up to the roof of the hall with Leng Yungui.

The guard looked up in surprise, only to hear a sound like an explosion, a big hole had been broken in the gorgeous glazed roof of the hall, and the two men standing on the roof just now were standing tall and dressed in white.

As soon as Leng Yungui came back to his senses, he saw that the outside of the palace was already surrounded by countless troops. His eyes trembled slightly, and he quickly regained his composure. It seems that this forced palace was planned for a long time, and he was also to blame for not being able to do so sooner. some awareness.

Yan Xie took Leng Yungui's hand, whistled to tear the sky, and countless troops gathered from every corner of the palace to the front of the hall, their silver armor reflected dazzling light in the sunlight.

Leng Yungui recognized that this should be Xia Xie's army: "Ah Xie, you..."

Let the army lurk in the palace if it is not to force the palace, what else can it be?
Yan Xie seemed to tremble: "Your Highness... follow me out of here first."

"But father..."

"Your Highness! I can't save more people."

Leng Yungui stopped talking, and Yan Xie raised his head slightly, showing a rare coldness: "Set up the formation, break through!"

The army below shouted "Yes", quickly formed a formation, and rushed outward.

Yan Xie turned to look at Leng Yungui again, with a gentle smile again: "Please don't take half a step away from Ah Xie, Your Highness."

Leng Yungui nodded, and then jumped off the roof with Yan Xie, and landed smoothly in front of the army.

This was the first time Leng Yungui saw the scene of war.

The flashes of swords and swords, stumped limbs and broken arms, splashed blood stuck to his body and soon soaked through his whole body.

I don't know how long the fight has been going on, but the army led by Yan Xie has suffered heavy casualties, but the enemy seems to be getting stronger with each battle. Yan Xie's hands paused, and he could clearly see a trace of demonic energy remaining on the blade.

They were Demon Cultists, not as powerful as that envoy, but they were numerous in number, and they seemed to be heading straight for him.

Yan Xie killed a few, his hands are already a little sore, and the demon cultists are really difficult to deal with.

Leng Yungui originally also held a sword to help Jianxie kill the enemy, but now he has seen the clues.

The armies of both sides have been fighting for a long time, and Yan Xie has been fighting the demon cultists all the time, and his physical strength has been exhausted. The last one, Huangshen, has already stabbed him with a sword.

Yan Xie's legs were like lead, and he closed his eyes slightly to accept the sword, when a figure suddenly stood in front of him.

In just a split second, the sword wrapped in demon energy pierced through Leng Yungui's abdomen. Leng Yungui felt his eyes go dark, and his whole body fell backward like a piece of paper.

In an instant, all movements seemed to slow down several times in Xia Xie's eyes.

Yan Xie hugged Leng Yungui who was about to fall to the ground, screamed like a collapse, tears kept falling, and the spiritual power in his body kept gushing out like a tide, overwhelming the magic energy, making everyone's body stiff.

Yan Xie's tears kept falling on Leng Yungui's face, which made Leng Yungui sober again: "Ah...Ah Xie..."

Yan Xie's eyes were dim with tears, and he only remembered holding Leng Yungui's hand and continuously sending spiritual power, but the wound caused by the demonic energy was still bleeding profusely: "Your Highness...you won't die...yes...you won't die... "

Yan Xie kept repeating the same words as if to cheer herself up, with a look of hesitation and ignorance that she had never had before.

(End of this chapter)