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Fairy?

What is this called?

However, the cold voice was a bit familiar. Xu Xianxian quickly turned around and looked at the person who came. Her eyes were a little confused, but then she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, unable to suppress her shock.

It's a woman in a green skirt, with her face that looks only eighteen years old and her beautiful and peerless face makes the sun and the moon lose their color for a while. Xu Xianxian has lived for so long and has only seen a person... No, a monster looks so beautiful

.

"Bamboo Leaf Green!"

Xu Xianxian couldn't help but let out a low cry. After standing for a while, her whole body began to tense up and was ready to take action at any time.

Beauty is present, but it cannot be deceived by it.

The snake demon is big and small, with a huge magic power. Judging from his actions in the bloody ruins, he can already divide the space. He is definitely one hundred percent of the spiritual realm creatures, that is, Avalon's legendary level.

Even higher.

"Xian'er, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Yeqing was standing not far away calling out to the woman in red dress, but when she saw the other party's expression as if she had seen a ghost, she couldn't help but walk over, and a trace of worry flashed through her Qing's pupils: "

Is the arrow wound healed yet?"

I fought with the Mongolian army a few days ago, but I didn't protect Xian'er for a while, so I was injured by the hidden arrow, but fortunately it was not a big deal. Otherwise, she really didn't know how to explain to her sister in the future.

"No...No..." There was indeed a slight pain behind it, but now is not the time to consider this, because there are more important questions in front of you. Xu Xianxian did not relax her vigilance, but asked in a low voice:

“Where is this?”

"..." Zhu Yeqing lowered his head, looked at Xu Xianxian with a strange look, and replied: "Xian'er, this is Wusheng County, you brought me here."

"I...?"

Xu Xianxian couldn't help but frown. When did she become so familiar with Zhu Yeqing?

What exactly is this place? Is it a conspiracy?

‘No...no, this is a projection of history. The bamboo leaf green in front of me is not real, at least not the one I know.’

Just as she was thinking, a large number of fragments and memories suddenly flashed in Xu Xianxian's head, like lightning and phantoms, which made her cover her forehead with a headache.

"...Xian'er, are you okay?" Zhu Yeqing's expression was worried, and she opened her hands as if she wanted to hug the other person, but her eyes were filled with concerns, and she finally just held Xu Xianxian's shoulder: "You have injuries on your body.

, The Aoki Xuan method cannot be used too many times. I know you like to save people, but you have to do it within your ability. You can take a good rest first."

“…Yeah, OK.”

Xu Xianxian rubbed her forehead and, with the help of the other party, walked towards a nearby wooden house.

She knows who she is now.

The medical immortal of Baohetang of Qiantang, Xu Xian'er, the heir of Qingmu Xuanfa, and the holy hand who saved lives and healed the wounded. This time, in order to cure the disease and save people, he ventured to come to this battlefield.

"Thanks."

Sitting on a somewhat hard tattered wooden chair, Xu Xianxian took the hot water handed over by Zhu Yeqing, and after taking a few sips, she felt much better.

Her current identity is a bit complicated, and her memory is too confusing, which makes her not fully accept it for a while. She just quietly digests the various moments and memories that flashed through her mind.

‘This is too ironic, right? I have killed countless people and tasted the resentment of countless dead people. Why did I become a doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded in this projection of history?’

This contradictory memory and identity confused her a little.

Xu Xianxian has a sense in the dark, and in this historical projection, there seem to be many secrets that she has never known.

......

The next day, afternoon.

Under the order of Mongke Khan, the Mongolian army began to launch a battle to destroy the city.

Whenever the Mongolian army attacked a place, unless the Song army surrendered in advance, the city would be massacred after the capture, and wealth and food would be plundered as a supplement to the army. In addition to the murder of the prisoners, most of the prisoners captured during the war were used to drive the city to attack.

Use alien captives as consumables to attack the city as cover, and you can not only attack and defend the city, but also attack the dangers of the city walls.

At this time, the Mongolian generals asked these prisoners and the civilians to tie heavy wood and stones to their bodies, and were led by cattle and donkeys. Tens of thousands of unclothed people had to go to Wuxian City under the command of thousands of Mongolian troops.

Walk to the location.

Among these prisoners, not no one resisted, but those who resisted were dead. If one person took the lead, the Yuan army could kill tens of thousands of people, chopping cattle and sheep as light and casually.

The city of slaughtering 100,000 people is like slaughtering chickens. The brutality and cruelty of the Mongolian army not only deeply felt the terror, but also the Song people also felt this.

So the rest of those who are driven by the force are completely mentally broken and unable to resist. Even if they walk a little slower or fall down, they will be greeted by the ruthless machete of the soldiers behind them.

"Go away quickly!"

"If you step a step, if you hurry back, you will end up being cut into pieces!"

The tens of thousands of prisoners walked all the way, and the heads of the ground fell all over the ground, and the entire air was filled with the smell of blood full of stench and fear.

The magistrate was already sitting on the city wall at this time, and there was a county lieutenant standing next to him, but two days ago he was just a deputy county lieutenant. The previous county lieutenant died in the battle to defend the city two days ago.

As for Xu Xianxian, he stood in the corner of the city wall with Zhu Yeqing, looking at the extremely cruel scene in the distance.

With the method of looking for the energy, she could see the black dragon that was almost condensed into substance hovering on the earth. Even if it was emitting a little breath, it almost stagnated the Qingmu Xuan method that was circulating in her body.

The dragon energy has a strong suppression of all magical channels and laws. This is the concreteization of the rules of the world. No matter how powerful the magical power is, can it surpass the heavenly way?

The opposite dragon energy is majestic, while the Song dragon energy on our side is a bit red, with a very small and weak body, and a bit shaky.

Song lost his destiny and obtained it on the grassland. Now it is just carrying out this transfer process.

Xu Xianxian felt dizzy just after looking at her, and quickly stopped.

She then said, "This Wusheng County cannot be defended..."

"I can't defend it anymore." Zhu Yeqing wore a green shirt and looked at the black clouds covering the city. Qingtong didn't have much emotion: "We have come all the way, and there is not a single city we can defend."

She was originally a demon and could not feel the fear and death of human beings. If Xu Xian'er hadn't been to the holy heart of medical teaching and insisted on saving lives and helping the wounded, she wouldn't have followed her all the way, and even opposed the black dragon on the grassland to protect her.

The ultimate body of the snake is a dragon shape, so the black dragon was born with some restraint against her. If it weren't for the special secret method to turn the heavenly secret, she could have been deceived, and I'm afraid she would have been killed by a thunder disaster from heaven.

The thunder disaster caused by the wrath of heaven is not the thunder disaster encountered when you cultivate the earthly immortal. There is only one thunder disaster, and there is still a glimmer of hope to survive. The thunder disaster will continue to fall until the soul dies.

Xu Xianxian seemed to notice what Zhu Yeqing was thinking, but just glanced at her and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't let you die. Demons are not humans, and practice for thousands of years is not easy."

Unlike Zhuyeqing, whom she once knew, Zhuyeqing's green eyes always contain some melancholy and unpredictable sorrow.

It is completely different from that decisive and cannibalistic demon who is in a conversation and laughter.

"Xian'er, what do you mean? I'm not a person who is afraid of death." Zhuye Qingqing's eyes flashed, and his expression was a little unhappy, "It's just that even if I kill a few more Mongolian generals, I will be punished by heaven and earth.

To destroy the thunder disaster, you will inevitably be implicated by me. You are not a demon or a human immortal. The body of a mortal cannot even bear a thunder strike."

"I know, you care about me, otherwise with your magic power, you would have been able to leave long ago."

Xu Xianxian stretched out her jade hand and skillfully held Zhu Yeqing's arm.

This is the instinct of physical memory, not her will, but since her hands are stretched out, she will not be able to suddenly retract.

Zhu Yeqing's cheeks were slightly red when she was intimate about the woman in red, but this situation was fleeting. She only coughed twice before saying coldly: "Stop being self-indulgent! I don't care about you, just

You are my sister’s Taoist partner, so naturally I can’t see you dying under the swords of those barbarians in vain.”