The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 187 The Golden Crow Hides in the Mountains
Xiao Baojing hurried over and saw Xiao Nanjia lying quietly next to the God-Slaying Arrow.

The north wind blew her black hair, and her royal blue arrow-sleeved outfit was torn and stained with blood. Her palms were still tightly holding the bowstring. The snowflakes gradually melted in her pupils, and the bright red blood winding on her cheeks made her brows look stern and her skin pale.

That paleness is the color of death.

The girl, who had always been cold, aloof and arrogant, died on this ancient battlefield in an absolutely domineering manner in order to defend the human race.

Xiao Baojing was stunned.

When she first came into contact with this game, she thought that Xiao Nanjia relied on her beauty to win over men, but she didn't expect that she would just go this far.

When she dealt with Xiao Nanjia in the past, she felt that she was like a piece of ice compared to other gentle girls.

But now, she felt that Xiao Nanjia was more like a diamond——

Beautiful, yet indestructible.

Xiao Baojing had complicated feelings towards Xiao Nanjia. He couldn't bear to see her body being trampled and insulted by goblins and monsters, so he took out a brand new cloak from his bag and covered her with it.

She rubbed her red cheeks, her eyes fell on the peach wood bowstring, and then she quickly looked up at the sky.

Xiao Nanjia shot the god-killing arrow.

Perhaps because she was exhausted at that time, the arrow deviated from its direction and failed to aim at the dog's head and neck.

Above the sky, most of the sun had been swallowed up, and darkness once again enveloped the ancient battlefield.

The blood-red peach wood God-Slaying Arrow streaked across the sky like a bright and gorgeous meteor, carrying the majestic and vast will of the human race, whistling towards Shang Bingjiu's chest!

Not only Xiao Baojing, but all the humans and demons on the battlefield couldn't help but look up at the arrow.

The dog shadow sensed the danger.

He raised his sharp claws and tried to knock down the arrow, but the God-Slaying Arrow was so righteous that it ignored his demonic power, pierced straight through his claws, and rushed towards his chest at lightning speed!

Xiao Baojing's pupils shrank rapidly.

In his dark and clear pupils, the scene of the God-Slaying Arrow piercing through the dog shadow's chest was clearly reflected.

The moment it pierced through the chest cavity, the God-Slaying Arrow turned into stardust in the sky.

The dog-beast shuddered.

The next moment, it was forced to spit out the Golden Crow of the Sun, let out a wail that resounded through heaven and earth, and its huge figure fell rapidly from the sky!

Its size continued to shrink as it fell, until it smashed through Qingfeng Ridge, creating a deep pit with a radius of half a mile!

Fire and dust covered the entire ancient battlefield.

The Sun Golden Crow was the youngest of the ten Golden Crows. Frightened at the moment, it quickly hid behind the mountains. The sky and the earth were completely dark, with only the bloody smell of war remaining, slowly devouring the dead trees and grass leaves and the piles of corpses on Qingfeng Ridge.

Both the human and demon races were silent.

They looked at each other, and no one knew what the situation was.

The Human Emperor died in battle, the Demon Emperor was injured, and the Golden Crow escaped...

Many of them didn't want to fight anymore and just stood there in a daze.

Xiao Baojing struggled through the flames of war and stumbled to the side of the deep pit.

She looked into the deep pit, and when the dust settled, she saw a person lying at the bottom of the pit.

She slid into the deep pit: "Shang Jiu!"

The boy's golden hairpin fell off, his clothes were torn, his black hair spread out all around, his limbs were long and sharp, his fox face was sickly pale, his tightly closed brows were like the dry mountains and wild waters in winter, and the shadows of his fallen eyelashes seemed like the eternal night without sunlight.

There were two bloody holes on his palms and chest. The ancient chaotic demonic power sealed the wounds and was slowly repairing. Xiao Baojing breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was lucky and survived.

She called over a few big monsters who had high status in the monster clan, and ordered them to send the Shangbing wine back to the Monster Temple, and told Yaoyao to accompany and take care of it.

Yaoyao asked worriedly, "Your Highness the Princess won't go with us?"

"I have something else to do." Xiao Baojing touched her head, "I will meet up with you soon."

She climbed out of the deep pit and saw Lu Yu'an walking up to Xiao Nanjia's body from afar.

He knelt down in front of Xiao Nanjia, carefully held her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

The love of youth is restrained and profound.

It is to follow, to fulfill, and to fight side by side.

For fear that his disability would tarnish Xiao Nanjia's reputation, he did not reveal a single word when he arrived.

Xiao Baojing walked over: "Mr. Lu."

Only then did she notice that there was a little girl following Lu Yu'an.

It’s Xiao Ping’an, the daughter of Brother Xiao and Sister Xueying.

Xiao Ping'an is only four years old. She is also wearing golden armor and a small fiery red cloak. Her eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to her aunt Xiao Nanjia. At this moment, she is holding a small helmet with a red tassel in her arms. She is sad for Xiao Nanjia's death in battle, and her eyes are red, which makes her look quite pitiful.

"Miss Xiao." Lu Yu'an stood up and held Xiao Ping'an's hand, smiling gently and helplessly, "It was the empress who asked Wang Ji to follow her to the battlefield. The empress said that if she could not stop the Demon King from swallowing the sun, Wang Ji could not live in disgrace, but should die for the world."

Xiao Baojing: "..."

Xiao Nanjia is indeed a pervert!
"Oh, right," Lu Yu'an took out another sachet from his arms, his face becoming more serious, "This is something that the empress asked me to give to Miss Xiao before the war. She told me to deliver it to you personally."

Xiao Baojing curiously opened the sachet and found a letter inside.

Perhaps because it was held in the owner's palm and stroked for a long time, or perhaps it was written a long time ago, this folded letter has become old and yellowed.

Xiao Baojing carefully unfolded the letter paper——

Little goblin, by the time you see this letter, I will probably have died in the battle.

I know that my chances of winning against a god are slim as a mortal, but I have no reason to retreat from the battle. If I fail to stop him from swallowing the sun, if I only wound him on the day of the decisive battle, then he will surely come back. On that day, I hope you will stand up and stop him.

Little fairy, you can continue to be the empress of the human race after I die, and regard the human race as your people. Maybe because of this relationship, he will let the human race and the Golden Crow go. I don't care whether the world is named Xiao or something else. If you want the throne, go ahead and take it. As long as you can protect the human race and the Golden Crow, anything is fine.

By the way, you don’t seem to like the name of elf.

Or, can I call you Jing'er like the Imperial Aunt?
It's just a little too corny, I don't like it.

Xiao Nanjia bows his head.

Xiao Baojing held the letter paper.

She didn't know what kind of mood Xiao Nanjia was in when he wrote this letter.

There were many corrections and deletions in it, as if he was ashamed to express his true feelings.

A girl like her...

If you can get there, do it yourself. Only when you are at your wit's end will you ask others for help.

Xiao Baojing rubbed his eyebrows.

She didn't want to be an empress at all. She had to review memorials and meet with ministers all day long, which was far less enjoyable than traveling and sightseeing.