The Secret of the Seal

A terrible spiritual power, and began to circulate in Trek's body, his whole person's momentum has also been rising.

Just as Emperor Anzhen couldn't bear to watch Du Yong die in Trek's hand, sighing and closing his eyes, the clear shadow in his arms, his body suddenly and violently shakes. The Emperor Anzhen was shocked and hurriedly looked down. He saw Qingying’s originally closed eyes, and he even opened it.

"Shadow, shadow!" Seeing Qingying opened his eyes, Princess Anzhen couldn't help but cry.

"Let me go..." Qingying ignored the exclamation of Princess Anzhen. A pair of beautiful apricots stared at the Emperor Anzhen and laboriously opened the red lips.

"What...what?" Auntie Auntie. [

"Let... let go of me, the gamble... it’s not over yet..." This short sentence, a dozen words, is the cold sweat that made Qing Ying out, showing the pain she suffered at this time. Beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

At this time, Qingying still thought of the gambling, and the Emperor Anzhen listened to his ears, the shock of his heart, and the words were indescribable.

"Do you still want to stand up again?" Trek heard the words of Qingying, his face could not help but change, and he refused to take Du Yong's life, but shouted with a bit of surprise to Qingying.

Qingying did not speak, but her mouth was full of a stubborn smile. With both hands on the ground, in the bursts of painful snoring, the shadows sat half-sitting and stood up.

This simple action is easy for ordinary people, but the clear shadow at this time is not an ordinary difficulty. The moment when the upper body just stood up, the blood of the shadow was sprayed again.

"Shadow!" Princess An Zhen exclaimed that she wanted to reach out and hold the shadow, but she was rejected by the eyes of Qingying.

"The gambling... is not over yet... I haven't lost yet..." Qingying's mouth was whispering, and the upper body slowly pulled up, turning from a half-sitting to a kneeling position.

The original and very handsome Qingying, at this time because of the tremendous pain, the beautiful facial features are almost squeezed together, coupled with the pale, paper-like face, so that people can see the heart.

Looking at the shadow of every move, Trek’s eyes narrowed slightly and his expression became extremely unnatural. The performance of Qingying, again and again, broke through his expectations, and Trek was not only shocked, but almost could not believe it.

"Come on, wow!" Du Yong, the man who beat the iron, shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.

"Sister, you can do it, you can!" Qing Yu seems to understand the sister's mind, while tears, while constantly giving the shadow to encourage.

After the Emperor Anzhen glanced at Princess Anzhen, he wiped the tears in his eyes and threw the sound of the voice. "Qingying, in the name of the Emperor of Heavenly Emperor, seal your gold warrior title. From today, you are a glory. Golden warrior!"

The title of the Golden Warrior, this is the glory of how many people dreamed of. When the Emperor Anzhen announced it loudly, the corner of Qingying’s mouth clearly showed a smile.

From now on, the Tianyun Empire has another golden warrior. Perhaps among the golden warriors, Qingying is the youngest and the weakest, but her unyielding will, amazing courage, and her face to other golden warriors are not inferior.

One leg, two legs... Finally, after taking a deep breath in Qingying, she finally stood up again...