Way of Choices

The vulture is more terrible and powerful than the snake, and it is as fast as lightning, and the attack is very treacherous. The best way to survive the siege of hundreds of vultures is not to evade, but to kill them as quickly as possible, then her method must be faster and more sudden than the generation of lightning. The storm was even more violent.

Looking at the sky full of eagles, she was indifferent and her white wings slowly swayed behind her.

In addition to the snake and the eagle, there must be more powerful monsters in this sunless grassland, but she can't keep her strongest means until that time.

Without any hesitation, a bright flame appeared in the deepest part of her eyes, and even those dark green poisonous awns were temporarily suppressed.

嗤嗤嗤嗤! Countless white feathers, leaving the body of the wings, turned into countless Daoli arrows, and flew into the sky!

Phoenix Wanyu!

Hundreds of vultures felt the sacred breath with white feathers, and they all screamed in horror and the sky returned to blue again.

But those vultures can no longer see the sky, because those phoenix feathers come too fast, faster than lightning.

In the clear blue sky, there are countless light spots with holy meaning.

The white feathers pierced the bodies of the vultures like arrows, and broke the feathers of the vultures like a blade.

For a time, the sky was full of broken beaks and broken wings, and countless blood flowers bloomed like fireworks.

Xu Yourong ignored it and never looked into the sky again.

I do not know when the crystals on the grass began to emit pure and warm light, and the light kept pouring into her body.

She looked at the surrounding grasslands and calmly pulled the bow again.

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The sun in the grassland at sunset does not set, so there is no sunset, but at twilight, the sun at that time will become a light group, and the light between heaven and earth will be much dimmer.

At dusk, the sea of ​​grass was all stained red. No matter how harsh and strong the sound of the piano in the distance was, the monster finally retreated, coming and going like a tide, and when going, it was like a tide, and disappeared instantly.

At least thousands of monsters died in the surrounding sea of ​​grass. Most of the corpses were dragged away by monsters of other tribes and even their own companions to think of food, but because of the large number, there are many monsters left in the sea of ​​grass. The body, the dirty blood gradually sinks into the mud, but the blood foam left on the edge of the green grass pile can't disappear.

The dim light projected obliquely from the horizon beyond the grassland, making the picture even more bloody.

Xu Yourong's face was very pale. I didn't know whether it was too disgusting to see what happened before, or because of the injury.

The spars beside her had now all turned into gray powder, and no longer felt a breath of energy.

She slowly lowered the Tong Gong in her hand, stretched out her fingers and took some of the crystal powder, rubbing it gently, so as to relieve the pain between her fingers and heal the wound cut by the bow string between her fingers.

Without these spars, she certainly has no way to repel this beast tide.

In fact, she has never had so many spars in addition to the four places of the Virgin Peak and the Evergreen Sect in the Palace and Palace.

The number of these spars is really exaggerated.

She looked at Chen Changsheng, who was still asleep, thinking silently that the Snow Mountain Sect really deserved to be a sect with a heritage of thousands of years, and just like the Xuanshuang dragon they inherited, they really care about collecting spars and treasures This disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect was able to carry so many spars with him.

The white phoenix has withdrawn from her body, and within a short period of time, even for a long period of time in the future that she can see, she has been exhausted to the extreme, the real yuan has been exhausted, and her bloodline has been exhausted. Really arrived at the so-called oil-dark situation, if there are enemies again, it will definitely die.

She couldn't even move to the middle of the haystack, didn't have time to take off the long bow on her shoulders, hugged her knees, and sat by the water, letting the wicked smell of blood foam wet her skirt.

As if there was a connection in the midst, Chen Changsheng woke up when she was the most isolated and helpless, the most in need of help, and the most in need of rest.

She didn't turn around, she knew he opened his eyes and said, "Are you awake?"

Although it was in the grasslands of Zhou Garden, not in the old temple in Xining Town, or the National College of Education, Chen Changsheng still used to spend five breaths to meditate before he looked around.

Just a glance at her in the grass, he had a strong remorse and apology, and found that he should not waste that five breaths of time.

Xu Yourong held his knees and sat on the edge of the grass pile, letting the blood foam pat, and the figure looked extremely lonely.

"Yes, I woke up." Chen Changsheng got up and walked towards her. He wanted to walk as fast as possible, but because of the influence of Xuan Shuang's chill, his body seemed to freeze.

Xu Yourong still didn't look back, because he was tired and didn't even have the strength to turn around, and said softly, "Then shift hands."

After saying this, she turned sideways, holding her knees, resting her face on her knees, and fell asleep motionless.

Chen Changsheng walked to her, watching her closed eyes and snowy face, and was silent for a while.

He gently took off her long bow, reached into her leg bend with his right hand, supported her shoulder with his left hand, and hugged her sideways away from the edge of the grassy pile with blood foam.

During this process, she did not wake up, her eyelashes did not blink, and when she was put down, she still held her knees and fell asleep.

Bai Shou is as new as he is, as if he hasn't said so much, strangers who haven't said much and don't even know the other party's name can attach their lives to their lives.

Just look at what kind of person the other person is, and see that the other party can give you a little trust, and you are willing to give back some trust.

Until now, he and she have not said a few words in total, but when he wakes up, she can sleep with confidence. Once she wakes up, he can snore like thunder. At the beginning, she saved He, and then he is also working hard to protect her, and in this process, trust is naturally established and is becoming stronger and stronger.

Chen Changsheng cherishes this feeling of being trusted.

He drew his dagger from his sheath, held it tightly in his hand, and sat in front of her, looking at the grass that was dimming in front of him.

At this time, he only saw the sea of ​​grass that had been stained with blood like ink, saw the remains of those monsters, and probably understood what happened when he slept.

He was silent for a long time.

The arrow technique of the Xiuling tribe was really amazing, but... when he untied the longbow for her before, the bowstring was still hot when he touched it.

In this battle he didn’t see, how many bows did she draw and how many arrows did she shoot? How did she last?

The night finally came, and the sun hanging over the edge of the grassland became more dim. Although it did not sink, the light falling on the grassland was much less.

He sat in front of her, quietly looking at the grassland in the night, waiting for a fight that could happen at any time.

Time passed slowly, and the light group hanging on the edge of the grassland slowly walked in a circle, somehow suddenly it was no longer visible, it was originally covered by dark clouds.

It may be because the day was killed so badly, the monster did not attack again, but it rained in the sky.

The climate of this grassland is relatively warm, but the rain falling from the sky is still a bit cold. According to his and Xu Yourong's current physical condition, if they get wet, it can't really cause a serious illness.

Without thinking, he opened the yellow paper umbrella and lifted it above Xu Yourong.

But this posture is a little uncomfortable, no matter how big the yellow paper umbrella is, there is no way to cover all the rain.

Looking at her skirt that was getting wet by the rain, he stood up without thinking.

The cold rain fell in the sea of ​​grass, striking countless circles of water, and falling on the grass pile, causing countless chills.

Holding a yellow paper umbrella in his left hand, he stood behind her, holding a dagger in his right hand, and looked at the world in the heavy rain at night.

Over time, he has always maintained this posture.

The monster has never appeared, the morning has finally arrived, the dark clouds have disappeared, the clear blue sky reappears, the halo on the edge of the grassland is gradually clear, the edge is sharpened, the sunrise is forming, the red warm light is gradually dried by the cold rain The wet grass and the wetness in Chen Changsheng's clothes.

Xu Yourong woke up and looked at his pale face, some puzzled, there was no fight last night, why did his injury seem to have become heavier?

Chen Changsheng didn't explain that he held his umbrella all night last night, and those cold rains wet his back.

Since the night before, they have been fleeing or fighting non-stop. One person is unconscious and the other is waking up. This is the first conversation in a sober state. The dialogue in the cliff cave is too short after all. Although there is already a great deal of trust between them now, and even there is some kind of tacit understanding, when you are awake, you will find that you are still strangers, so you will inevitably feel alienated.

Chen Changsheng recalled the scene when he saw Tang Thirty-six in the Liziyuan Inn in Kyoto-that was the first time he had dealt with a stranger in his life, and the first time he tried to be vocal, although it seemed awkward to think about , But at least understand some basic truths, such as always need to speak to break the silence.

In this dangerous grassland, cold noise is an unacceptable waste of time. He directly asked: "What do you know about this grassland?"

The Xiuling tribe is the closest to nature, and rumors can communicate with grass and trees, so he wants to hear what she thinks.

Xu Yourong shook his head and said, "No one knows this grassland."

Chen Changsheng said: "If you don't mind, let me decide the direction, is it okay?"

Xu Yourong was a little puzzled and looked at him and asked, "Do you know where to go?"

Chen Changsheng did not explain too much, saying: "I have a general direction."

When Xu Yourong was about to say something, he suddenly felt a breath of hundreds of feet.

That is the breath of Nanke.

The space and time in the sunless grassland are a bit strange. Looking at a distance of only a few hundred feet, it may actually be far away.

But after all, it was felt.

She said nothing more and agreed with Chen Changsheng's decision, but she did not get up. Chen Changsheng knew that she was too weak at this time, and the injuries were too heavy, it was difficult to move freely in a short time, so he did not understand, obviously this is the case, how could she kill so many monsters yesterday?

He turned around and said, "If you don't mind."

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