Chapter 5723 Extra - Qiao Mu and Xuanhuang Meet in the Past Life (Excerpt From Rebuilding Self-Defying Astrology)

A dark and quiet forest.

He was instantly disrupted by the sound of hurried footsteps.

Qin Nitian, Xuanhuang and the others ran very fast, their clothes flying in an instant, startling the birds on the branches, and scattered grass blades and debris.

There was a loud sound of wind ahead, and strong winds were blowing everywhere.

Nitian Xuanhuang and others slowly stopped and looked around in confusion.

Only then did he realize that the road ahead was blocked by several teams of people.

Two to three hundred people slashed at the same time.

If you look carefully, you will see a transparent mesh cover lying in front of you.

Like a glass bowl tipped upside down on the ground, no matter how many air currents stirred up the cover, it was all pushed back, completely unharmed.

However, the group of team members who exerted their strength were miserable. Wails broke out everywhere. Everyone was thrown away by the force of the recoil, and fell to the ground in all directions.

Ni Tian, ​​Xuanhuang and the others stood quietly diagonally opposite, looking coldly at the people who were frantically slashing at the transparent mesh.

After the crowd dispersed a little, they realized that there was something inside the mesh.

To be precise, it was a little girl sitting on her knees, her face almost pale and transparent.

He looked like he was only seven years old, with both hands tightly holding a big sword that was a bit longer than his body. His dark eyes were filled with mist, which looked surprisingly large on his thin little face.

His hands seemed to be exerting all their strength to suck milk, so much so that his whole body was trembling.

Next to her, an animal with a faint white fluorescence lying on the ground lay there. It looks like a deer, with four hooves covered with white snow. In the middle of the forehead, there is a golden horn, which has now lost its original luster.

The heaven-defying pupils suddenly shrank.

Xuanhuang looked far away and fell on the little girl inside the glass cover. To be precise, it fell on the big sword that she was holding tightly in both hands. His eyes focused on it, "What kind of sword is that?"

It's so powerful that you can feel a concussive force coming from a distance.

At this moment, the little girl inside the glass cover slowly stood up.

A messy mess of hair covered the tip of his forehead. On his almost transparent pale face, there were a pair of dead eyes and little bloodless lips that had been bitten.

"Not good." Xuanhuang's expression changed, and before Ni Tian could say anything, he was shot forward with lightning.

"Back off!" The expressions of hundreds of people at the scene changed and they quickly backed away.

At the same time, the big sword in the little girl's hand instantly penetrated the glass cover and flew towards the nearest crowd.

There was only a soft whooshing sound, and a buzzing vibration was heard in the air.

The bodies of the seven people nearby had been pierced one by one by the giant sword. All seven people had bloody holes in their chests and fell to the ground on the spot.

The other people in the team were stunned when they saw this, then retreated in panic and hurriedly dispersed around.

"It's Fuxi Sword."

"There are records in the Annals of the Mainland and the General History of the Mainland, but there are only a few words about it. The Fuxi Sword is a treasure formed from the aura of heaven and earth when chaos first emerged. However, this has always been just a legend."

"The child can't control the huge power of this Fuxi sword."

His heaven-defying eyes followed Xuanhuang, but he saw that she was already in front of the glass cover in a flash.

In another moment, the person had entered the cover, holding down the little girl's body with one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Nonsense. Don't you want to die if you forcefully control a weapon that is tens of thousands of times stronger than yourself?"

"Senior sister's control over the power of space has become more and more refined."

The fastest movement speed in the world is teleportation. You can travel thousands of miles in just one breath. How refreshing.

However, as soon as Xuanhuang finished speaking, the little girl suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

The body was shaking and shaking, and the whole little face became more and more transparent, like a piece of paper, and it was so thin that it seemed that it might break at any time.

Xuanhuang's strikes were like lightning, and he stabbed her several times in an instant. His eyes were solemn and he said, "Retract the sword quickly! Hurry!"

This child simply didn't want to die, but this stubbornness, a strong temper that would rather bend than bend, reminded her of how she walked with difficulty when she first arrived in a strange land and was surrounded by powerful enemies.

Thinking of this, Xuanhuang's eyes couldn't help but soften a little.

The little girl fell down due to exhaustion, but Xuanhuang reached out to hold her body steady. The flying sword, which was like chopping vegetables and melons, rushing around and killing everyone on sight, turned back with a whoosh.

Xuanhuang, on the other hand, squatted down and hugged the little girl, whose eyes were closed and her blood was gone.

He raised his eyes and stared coldly at the Fuxi sword that was floating in mid-air, releasing huge energy and full of blood.

"Take it back quickly!" Xuanhuang looked coldly and felt the child's pulse.

The next second, a trace of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

As if he didn't believe it, he put his finger on the little girl's pulse again, then withdrew his hand and looked at the girl with a twinkling look.

No pulse.

She looked at the child.

The blue waves of the cold pool and the watery eyes.

So clear and cold, so dark and lonely, and so insightful into the world.

How desolate and dejected she must be in her heart.

This should be a child with a story...

"Phew." Fuxi's sword flashed in the air and then disappeared.

Xuanhuang stepped forward and took a look at the dying animal next to the little girl.

It's a pity that the golden horn on the forehead has completely lost its color.

The hair all over his body also became dull.

All this shows that this descendant of the white unicorn king with orthodox bloodline has been dead for a long time.

No wonder the people around them were crazy about it, attacking girls and unicorns desperately.

It is said that if you get the blood of a white unicorn, you can gain the power of its bloodline.

Even just a legend can make people crazy.

Xuanhuang and Nitian's eyes swept over the people in front of them.

There is no humanity, for a baseless legend, a cup of white unicorn blood, to besiege such a young girl in such a despicable manner.

At this time, Xuanhuang inside the light shield was about to reach out and touch the dead white unicorn with a cold breath.

But the little girl pushed her away with all her strength.

Her whole little body was thrown on the white unicorn, hugging it tightly to prevent anyone from touching it.

Xuanhuang smiled helplessly, raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's disheveled head, and said softly, "Silly child, if you don't get out of the way, how can I cut out the child?"

The little girl paused and suddenly turned back to look at Xuanhuang, her eyes filled with deep distrust and a hint of shock.

After all, looking at the appearance of the white unicorn, you can't tell that it is carrying a baby unicorn.

Xuanhuang smiled faintly at her, stretched out his hand to pull the little girl aside, and patted her head, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can close your eyes. There is no need to hold on."

Because the cut-away picture is not so beautiful.

But the little girl watched from the beginning to the end, barely blinking during the whole process.

Soon, a snow-white unicorn with a curled up body and closed eyes, the size of a cat, was held by Xuanhuang and placed in the hands of the little girl.

Xuanhuang knelt down and looked at the small child. He turned his hand and handed a pure white small gourd to the girl's hand. "I'll give it a drink in half an hour."

The girl stared at Xuanhuang with wary eyes, then took a step back holding the little unicorn.

The child hugged it tightly, holding it very hard. His almost pale lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were slightly dark, showing no expression.

Why help me? The girl didn't make a sound, this was reflected in her eyes.

Because you are worth it.

Xuanhuang smiled softly and raised his hand to stroke her head.

The part about Xuanhuang Nitian will overlap with some content in Nitianwen.

For the sake of the continuity of this book, I will delete and re-edit it.

Of all the supporting characters in Xuanhuang Nitian, only the master and uncle will appear, and not even the men in their family will appear.

If you have read the book Nitian, don't read it. The general direction of the follow-up is the same.

Just pick out some important ones and briefly talk about them.

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