The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Even after hearing these words, Luo Ci didn't react at all, his slender eyelashes blinked slowly, and the only thing in his eyes was where the killing sound was.

By the time she rushed over, corpses were already strewn across the field, blood was spreading, and the people still standing were all enemy soldiers.

Without blinking her eyes, she raised the sword with her hand, and the blood slid down the sword to the hilt, covering her hand with slightly sticky blood.

This was her first time killing people, and she couldn't even have any reaction time, one after another, all the physical disgust seemed to be delayed, or perhaps, her mind was occupied by the rush to see her relatives, numbly Swing the sword and use the sword skills learned this year.

There are many people on the other side, but it seems to be restricted in front of her. The attack is always a beat slow, enough for her to kill first.

In this way, she fought a bloody road, came to the north city gate, and stopped.

The blood all over her body was like ten thousand years of ice, as if frozen, icy cold to the bone, her feet weighed a thousand catties, and she couldn't take another step forward.

The half-kneeling figure at the gate of the North City, with more than a dozen arrows piercing through the armor and piercing into the body, could barely support the ground with his sword...

A large area was stained with blood, his face was as pale as snow, stained with blood, and his eyes were dull, a sign of impending death.

She walked slowly towards him, her feet seemed to be unable to reach the ground, and they were floating.

A nameless anger gradually grew in his heart, and some voice said that it shouldn't be like this.

"...Third brother."

He looked up with some difficulty, and opened his mouth to say something, but a big mouthful of bright red blood overflowed from his mouth, which was extremely glaring.

"Quick, go!" He almost used his last life to shout to her, hoarse and weak.

Tears couldn't stop flowing down, she choked up and said, "But what can I do by myself..."

"Can I forget these things and just live?"

As for revenge, she didn't have any strengths, so what kind of assembled troops would she use to avenge her.

The third prince struggled to stretch out his blood-stained hand, slow and difficult, he wanted to rub her hair as before, trying to squeeze out a smile, trying to comfort her, "...don't cry."

But he has persisted for a long time, and the hand finally hangs down feebly, and the clear eyes of the young man have been dimmed ever since.

She wobbled slightly and almost fell to the ground.

She had seen the imperial grandfather pass away peacefully, and she was sad for a long time, let alone the third brother who lost his life due to external force at this moment.

But she can't stop.

She closed his eyes tremblingly, and entered the northern city with a long sword, where there were other relatives.

Walking into the North City and outside the Golden Luan Hall, there were hundreds of people fighting fiercely. She kept looking for a familiar figure, and finally saw her second brother.

His clothes were already stained with blood, he was protecting the big emperor brother with one hand, and killed the enemy with the sword in the other hand. This battle lasted for an unknown amount of time, and he was gradually getting tired, and the sword in his hand had many flaws.

Luo Ci followed his direction, overcame all obstacles, and rushed all the way to them. She didn't know why she could easily deal with these soldiers, but as long as she could kill them one by one, they would not be able to hurt the emperor and the others.

The second prince was shocked and angry when he saw her, and finally turned into a sigh. When he left the secret passage, he sealed the entrance, and it was impossible for her to come out from there.

Now that she has come here, there is no way out.

Due to the uncertain factor of Luo Ci, it was as if she had seen a ghost, and she couldn't beat her at all. In the end, the soldier commander ordered to shoot arrows.

There were many more archers on the eaves, and they occupied all the palace walls outside the Jinluan Hall, forming a surrounding shape. In an instant, thousands of arrows were fired, and densely packed sharp arrows pierced the three of them.

The first prince and the second prince protected her tightly, and used the corpses of enemy soldiers to block her, forming an airtight surrounding wall. No one could escape so many arrows, almost certain death.

But they still wanted her to suffer less, as long as they were alive, as long as they were her brothers.

In this way, they protected her well, and she was almost unscathed.

The second prince was hit by many arrows in his back. He lowered his head and looked at Luo Ci who fell on the ground, "It's, it's okay...you're fine."

Her throat hurt badly, she was choked up and couldn't speak, her eyes were blurred with tears, the tears seemed to be running dry, and her eyes hurt astringently.

It's all come to this point...

A mouthful of blood overflowed from the eldest prince's mouth, his figure swayed slightly, he pressed his sword against the ground, half kneeling, with a posture of still wanting to block arrows for her, completely lifeless.

Before he died, he seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it.

His health is not as good as that of the second prince and the third prince. He used to look like a frail scholar, how could he bear it.

The second prince's eyes dimmed, his eyes were full of worry and pain, what should his sister do.

He said with difficulty, "No, I can't...protect you anymore."

The tone contained deep regret and unwillingness.

Very unhappy.

In the end, he lost his last lifeline.

Luo Ci felt her heart ached like a knife, her qi and blood surged up, and a mouthful of blood spewed out of her mouth. Afterwards, she felt a sharp and cold sting, which came from her heart.

She lowered her head and looked at the point of the sword pierced from behind. The cold iron was sharp, carrying a chill, which continuously spread to the heart, and the coldness pierced through the heart.

She looked up into the Golden Luan Hall again, and after seeing her father and mother in a daze, they... were already dead.

The dusty memories began to recover, and the sword that pierced her heart disappeared inch by inch, but the blood hole still existed, telling the cruel truth together with the corpses all over the floor.

She stood up slowly, and the layers of restraint were broken away. Her long silver hair fell down to her ankles, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, intertwined with mysterious lines.

A sword fell, and all the soldiers fell to the ground dead.

They were invaders, murderers who killed her relatives in this world, even if she killed them all.

The girl thought so, her brows and eyes showed indifference.

She looked at the god who gave her the sword again, and pointed the long sword, bearing the power of the judgment of heaven, leaving a crack in the original core of that god.

She looked at the sky silently, and with her own strength, she shook the whole world.

The sky is gray, like a dusty mirror, it shatters unexpectedly, the world is about to collapse, and once it collapses, there will be nothing left of the creatures in this world.

When she fell with her sword, the world was divided into two, and the imperial palace was separated from most of the rest of the world. The imperial palace was the center of this world.

There was an empty space in the center of that world, and soon, the rules were filled with the sea, and the world gradually closed.

Luo Ci overdrawn the power that did not belong to her, sealed the palace, and sealed her relatives in this life.

She wants to reverse it all and bring them back to life.

After doing all this, she finally couldn't hold it anymore and passed out on the ground.