673 Jedi fight

They have clearly escaped far away, but the fight seems to be always behind them.

Luo Wener tried her best to help Qian Yumo and rushed to the forbidden place of Tianlong.

He used to be so elegant and chic, but at this moment, staggering on her body, she could feel that a force was slowly flowing away from his body, but this previous body became heavier and heavier.

She clenched her lips, held back her tears, and dared not look back. She was afraid to see the drops of blood splashed with dust.

She tried to pull away her smile and said calmly: "It's okay, we're almost there, it's almost there, it's okay..."

"Clouds..."

Qian Yumo already felt that his vision was blurred, as if something was going to get out of his body.

He knew that as long as the thing got out, he would be relaxed, but he tried his best to keep it, tried his best to look at the people around him, and try his best to accompany her for a while, but he knew that his best could only drag her down...

"Cloud, it's useless..." He smiled and said, "Let's stay here. I have something to say to you..."

"I don't listen! Hang in there, and we are almost there. Look, I saw it!"

"It's useless. They will find it soon. Hurry up, if you..."

He has seen the blood stain on her right wrist, which was the wound he cut when he changed her blood.

He can't keep her, he can't keep her...

"Cloud, don't let my efforts be in vain. Be obedient, they just want to get you and won't do anything to me. When it's over, you come back, we..."

"If I don't listen, you are lying to me! I don't care. I want to be with you. As I said, we are together..."

"Cloud, I said, the oath has long been..."

It's not a vow! Actually, I..."

"Haha... Let's see where you can escape!"

In the four, I don't know when a group of people poured out and surrounded them.

The leader is Dongfang Xu, the lord of the country, with a silver cloak embroidered with mandalas, which is cold and solemn.

He stood up, narrowed his gray eyes, and raised his jaw slightly.

The cloak flashed, and a rather elegant teenager came out after him.

He is not tall, his eyebrows are slender, his face is a little pale, his jaw is a little sharp, and he looks weak. Even he looks like he is afraid of attention. He only secretly looks at people from under his picturesque long eyelashes.

This is an unspeakable rhyme, and there is also a kind of majesty of the superior. Although it is not very confident, it slowly flows out.

I don't know whether it's because of his body or worries. His movements are a little slow, but once he moves out, he attracts a lot of attention.

Everyone whispered, but he only stared at Luo Wen'er. His pale face floated with abnormal red, his eyes flashed slightly, his lips opened slightly, and he squeezed them tightly.

This is Simon Ye.

Luo Wen'er also stared at him.

Ximenyuan, the lord of the Kingdom of Wuye, finally gave the throne to this youngest son, and as soon as he succeeded to the throne, he killed his remaining brother, imprisoned his biological mother Liji, and moved Ximenyuan to Zhongshan for "retirement". Only one person took power and uprooted the power behind the princes and eradicated it.

All this took only a month, and it can be seen that she was a tough character. At this moment, when she saw him looking at her with that kind of sad look, she couldn't help laughing.

She glanced again, but when she saw that people with faces from all over the world gathered here, she couldn't help laughing even more.

She is just an ordinary person. She just wants to live a plain life, but she has attracted so much attention. Has she made money?

And in the crowd, only Xuanyuan Shang is not seen, he...

When she left, she clearly heard the roar of Nangongyuan and the loud noise of the palace door. Will he...

She clenched her teeth and tried to suppress her uneasiness, only laughing more loudly.

Qian Yumo leaned against her and looked blankly in front of him, but he clearly couldn't see anything.

"Qian Yumo, what's your intention to hide the dragon host?"

"Don't talk nonsense to him, hand over the Dragon's host!"

"Grip it over!"

Luo Wen'er really laughed out loud. She didn't understand that these tens of thousands of people only looked at the two of them, but they didn't dare to go forward and only dared to shout. Did they have any scruples?

Her eyes flashed and involuntarily stroked her chest, and her look suddenly stunned... The object that is said to protect her, the object she got when she fell to the ground and crossed through the seam, somehow suddenly became much smaller. Is it...

She is a little excited. I don't know if she can use it to resist these people later, but in case it is exhausted, she and Qian Yumo...

The Tianlong Forbidden Land is ten feet behind her. Can she fly there with Qian Yumo as fast as possible? There is a boundary in the forbidden land, and only Qianyu ink can open it...

She held him and tried to whisper in his ear, but he suddenly crooked and slipped to the ground.

"Amo, Amo..."

"Don't shout, he can't do it anymore. You'd better follow us, and we can still give him the lord's decent!"

"What's the politeness to her? Just blow it up and divide it one by one!"

"Is it useful to divide? At present, the spirit that can open the seal of the dragon has not been found. Be careful that it is still a piece of stinky meat!"

"Lord of the Mountain, what do you mean? Do you want to fool us and get the dragon alone?

"I'm just telling the truth, but I'm leaving the Lord of the country. Where are you trying to provoke discord?"

Everyone quarreled with each other.

Luo Wener quietly hugged Qian Yumo and was about to escape.

A gloomy wind suddenly hit, but before it approached, it was bounced away by a golden light.

Beihua was defenseless and flew out like a broken kite and hit the quarrelsome crowd, which suddenly surprised them.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

Everyone looked up and saw a little golden light in Luo Wen'er's chest.

"Cloud, don't waste it with them. You use this, go quickly..." Qianyu's ink is as angry as silk.

"Amo, haven't you noticed that I can't escape..."

"No, clouds, you..."

Before he finished speaking, there was an order, and the encirclement on all sides suddenly pressed over.

If it is a bird's-eye view, you will see a thick circle struggling to tighten towards the center.

But just as they were about to compress to the extreme, a golden light suddenly burst out in the middle, like a volcano suddenly spewing magma, the flames were vigorous, and the air waves were surging, and the encirclement was suddenly torn apart.

People fell to the ground like face pockets and moaned, but some people found that they were just washed away without any damage.

They looked at the people on the field with some surprise and fear.

Dongfang Xu stood on the side of his palm and pressed down expressionlessly, and the crowd pressed up again densely.

In the chaos, the golden light bursts up, like electricity.

People were shaken away, rushed up again, shaken away again, rushed up again...

People were almost numb by this repetition and the shouts of themselves and others, but suddenly they heard a roar...

No, it seems to be two tones.

No, it seems to be...

"No--"

"Flash-open-"

The former sound of desolation seemed to be full of despair; the second sound of excitement, as if there was no supreme authority.

A glow has risen above the head.

People couldn't help but panic, so they saw a crystal ball spewing out colorful clouds and spinning into the sky.

Flying together, there was also a black figure, who drew a halberd and chased the light ball with the intention of shooting it down.

Although the figure was strong, it was too small compared with the ten thousand feet of glow, and as soon as it approached, it was easily swept out by the flying clouds.

Thousand wings fell to the ground, spitting blood, looking at the dazzling light that kept spinning, and shouted sadly: "No--"

However, the sky has faded, and the wind has risen everywhere, gradually turning into a whirlpool rolling in the air, like waves.

The center of the whirlpool is a crystal ball covering the auspicious clouds, which is embedded high, as if the heaven opened its huge eyes and looked down on the world with dignity and compassion.

Fang Jianghan, the heavenly master, looked at Luo Wener at a loss, with a smile on the corners of his lips. He looked noble and kind, but the trembling folds on his face revealed the excitement of his heart.

It was this woman's hair that caused the crystal ball to come back to life. How many years has he been looking for her?

Someone came forward and whispered, "Master, that spirit has not yet..."

He shook his head decisively: "Take her first!"

Spiritual...

What have you just been beaten to defeat?

Idiot!

The folds are shaking more and more violently...

His gold and silver, his treasure, his immortality, his, the world...

The hand was raised slowly, and the rotating colorful clouds seemed to be summoned, suddenly burst out a golden light, and was instantly swallowed up by the rolling whirlpool.

However, no matter how thick the clouds are, they can't hide the continuous light.

one...two...three...

Countless rays of light are like countless sharp blades, constantly cutting the clouds and being annihilated by the clouds, and then stirring the thunder in the depths, rolling and crushing like a grinding disc.

People were stunned by the scene in front of them, so no one saw a man in a golden robe running with two children.

The shock was just for a moment, thousands of rays of light were twisted into a thick pillar of light by the flying whirlpool, as if the eyes cast by the "giant eyes". As soon as they lifted their eyelashes, they were like an unparalleled steel cone, breaking through the clouds and breaking the fog and split straight down...

In the distance, who let out a scream: "No--"

In front of him, the dying man suddenly jumped up and opened his arms to meet the heavy blow at the moment when the beam of light was about to hit the woman beside him.

The light passed through, and everything calmed down in an instant.

The man stood there quietly, dressed in a snow robe and stained with maple leaves.

The wind has passed, and the clothes are elegant.

Someone was relieved. It turned out that this thing looked powerful, but it was just the same as the inexplicable flame emitted by the woman and did not hurt people.

However, there was a soft sound from nowhere, as if a fine stone was sneaking into the water and as if raindrops were knocking on the screen window.

Then, another...

With a soft sound, the man's body suddenly shook and shook again...

He seemed to be hit by countless invisible fists, constantly shaking, but he always refused to fall down.

With the vibration, bright plum blossoms bloomed on the snow-like robe and spread, crocheting a shocking snowy red plum...