Chapter 293 Sir, Never Forget Me

"Oh my God!" Xiao Ba suddenly exclaimed, "Nan Xun, the last 10 bad thoughts of the big boss have disappeared! It has become 0! I can't believe that the bad thoughts of the big boss have suddenly disappeared! "

Nan Xun suddenly laughed, laughing weakly, she looked indifferently at the falling fireballs in the sky, and said coldly: "Yeah, the hundreds of years of obsession are gone, and this last bit of evil should also disappear... …”

Xiao Ba was happy when he suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but roar, "Ah, ah, Qi Yunzi and so many of his soldiers are in this palace, Nanxun, Qi Yunzi cannot be allowed to die, he must not be allowed to die! If we die, we're really done playing!"

Nan Xun said lightly, "I know."

Xiao Ba sniffed and cried, "You know, then, what are you going to do?"

Nan Xun didn't speak. She threw the package in her hand to the ground, leaving only the Soaring Snake Sword.

The cloth wrapped around the outside was removed, and the sharp sword reflected a bloody light under the firelight.

"Xiao Ba, shield me from the pain for the last time." Nan Xun said.

Xiao Ba was startled, "You've just been cured of your blindness and deafness. If you use pain to block it, you might be blind and deaf again soon!"

Without warning, Nan Xun aimed the tip of the Serpent Sword at his heart and stabbed it in.

Xiao Ba screamed in fright, and immediately blocked her pain in the next second.

Nan Xun only stabbed the tip of the sword a little, but she clearly felt that the tip of the sword was greedily sucking blood from her heart.

Feeling that it was almost over, Nan Xun pulled out his sword again with a puff.

Form an array, pray for rain, and point the snake sword straight into the air.

Seeing that the last procedure was about to be completed, with a bang, something suddenly shot in the air towards Nanxun's back, piercing the back of her heart.

Nan Xun looked down and saw that it was a long arrow.

"Really, my hearing isn't as good as it used to be..." She murmured, turning back to see the disintegrated part of the army facing east, and Qi Hengqing, who was headed by him. Beside him stood a white-bearded old man who was pointing at her. What are you talking about.

Qi Hengqing stared blankly at the woman in white, watching the long arrow he just shot pierced through her chest, staining her chest red with blood.

Qi Hengqing threw the longbow into his hand and said absentmindedly: "It's not her, it's not her! Mr. Wu, you are mistaken, it's impossible for her to set up the formation, she didn't make this fire rain!"

The white-bearded old man next to him said solemnly: "But the old man does feel that the powerful witch power comes from this person."

Nan Xun looked at the embarrassed Donglin army behind him, glanced at Qi Hengqing lightly, then turned his head and continued his unfinished prayer for rain.

She silently recited the magic formula in her mouth, and drew a formation with her left hand in the air. The color of the snake on the sword became more and more red. Suddenly, the blood-red snake opened its mouth and sprayed a blood mist into the air.

In an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, thunder was roaring, and purple lightning and firelight complemented each other, making the night sky brighter and brighter.

Soon torrential rain poured down, washing over the flaming palaces.

The heavy rain cheered the surviving Eastbound army.

"It's actually praying for rain..." The old man next to Qi Hengqing murmured, staring at the woman in white in the heavy rain in disbelief.

The rain soaked her long skirt, and the large blood stain on her chest quickly fainted, almost turning the white skirt into a blood skirt.

The Soaring Snake Sword in Nan Xun's hand fell to the ground with a bang. She knelt on the ground weakly, with the long arrow stuck in her chest.

Xiaoba cried, "Dear, you're almost out of breath..."

Nan Xun replied weakly, "Give me a strong heart pill, I still want to do one last thing."

Xiaoba didn't ask why, and she didn't feel bad about her medicine pill anymore, so she immediately stuffed one for her.

Nan Xun struggled with the last bit of strength to draw a blood formation on the ground, and then she sat in the blood formation, clenched her hands, spread her arms, and released a powerful witchcraft.

The old man's eyes widened before, and he couldn't help but snorted, "Who is this girl, why is this forbidden technique?"

Qi Hengqing frowned and said hurriedly, "Mr. Wu, let's go and save her, Qiangwei is a good girl, she can't die!"

The old man shook his head, "It's useless, it's too late. The technique of backlash and transfer is the top sky-reaching witchcraft of my witch clan, and it's also a forbidden technique. I don't know who she wants to transfer backlash to herself?"

Qi Hengqing clenched his fists tightly, and when he wanted to rush over, a white shadow rushed over first.

The man was dressed in white, and his black hair had somehow turned into silver hair, and his face was a little pale. That was the symptom of the sky-defying spell that had just been applied.

When Gong Moran arrived, Nan Xun had already completed the backlash transfer, and the anti-sky witch ordered the blood on her chest to flow quickly, and in an instant, she was already lying in a pool of blood.

"Duoduo?" Gong Moran called to her in a low voice and helped her up.

"Sir... You are finally back... Duoduo has been waiting for you for a long time." Nan Xun slowly opened his eyes and stretched out his hand to wrap his neck. Seeing the person coming, she seemed to become very energetic all of a sudden.

Gong Moran's eyes were red, but he still smiled faintly, "I encountered some enemy troops blocking the road, so it was too late to return. Duoduo, look, I brought the hairpin back."

As he spoke, he inserted the hairpin in his hand into the woman's bun.

Nan Xun's eyes lit up, and he grinned at him, "Then what are you waiting for, let's go quickly, we agreed to retreat together and grow old together."

"...Okay, I'll take you away now." Gong Moran looked at her dotingly, broke the long arrow on her chest, and hugged her in the pool of blood.

Holding the woman in his arms, he walked towards the distance step by step.

The blood on the woman's body dripped all the way, and dazzling blood flowers bloomed on the ground.

Nan Xun's breathing became weaker and weaker. She couldn't help but hug the man's neck tightly, but she had no strength in her hands.

"Sir..." she called to him softly.

"Huh?" Gong Moran responded in a low voice.

"My lord, you will no longer suffer on the night of the full moon in the future, because I have transferred my lord's backlash."

"Duoduo, you're being naughty again..." He scolded in a low voice, his eyes flushed.

"My lord, you lied to me and said you wouldn't use the sky-defying forbidden technique, but you created a sky-burning formation, which is very outrageous." There was a hint of resentment in the voice.

"I'm sorry..." The man's calm voice finally became a little choked up.

"But it's too late, my lord..." Nan Xun also cried in a low voice.

She suddenly raised her head and kissed him fiercely, then leaned closer to his ear and whispered, "Sir, you must remember me, never forget me, always..."

Her voice was getting smaller and smaller, and at a certain moment, the hand that was tightly holding the man suddenly loosened and slowly slipped from his shoulder.

Gong Moran's footsteps stopped suddenly.

"Duoduo..." Gong Moran whispered.

Unfortunately, the person in his arms could no longer respond to him.

After a while, he continued to move forward again, but a line of blood and tears flowed from his red eyes.

The army in the east was a little stunned as they watched the man in white walk away.

Wu Laodao next to Qi Hengqing said: "Your Majesty, this demon witch has great power and has endless troubles. Now he has just used the Heaven-Defying Witch Formation and Burning Sky Formation, which is when the Witch Power is at its weakest. , he must die!"

Qi Hengqing looked at Gong Moran's retreating back, his eyes fell on the blood stains along the way, full of regret, his clenched fists suddenly loosened, and a little tired: "Forget it, let him go..."

The soul is dead, and the body is not far from death, so why bother.