The people behind the man moved.
In just an instant, Di Xiaoyun and the national teacher were surrounded in the middle.
Di Xiaoyun pulled the sleeve of the national teacher tightly, her heart was filled with boundless panic, she bit her lip, and her beautiful big eyes glared at the people who attacked.
The national teacher raised his hand and pulled Di Xiaoyun into his arms. His sleeves were raised, and he firmly protected the girl in his arms. His body was like the wind, and he quickly rushed to the encirclement.
The attacks of these enemies are all ferocious, even if the national teacher is not bad, after all, his hands are invincible and his four legs are invincible. His body has been cut countless holes by sharp weapons, and his snow-white clothes are stained with blood, which looks shocking under the moonlight .
"National teacher, let me go, the person they really want to kill is actually me, you don't have to protect me like this."
Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of Di Xiaoyun's eyes, and her voice trembled with a cry.
The national teacher did not speak.
From beginning to end, he did not even wrinkle his eyebrows, raised his hand to resist those fierce tiger-like attacks, but he had just finished dealing with one person, and another person rushed next to him, leaving bone scars on his body...
Roses are blooming.
Against the backdrop of blood, the sea of flowers everywhere became more and more alluring and bewitching people.
He said that he would protect her forever.
Even in death, he will not let go...
In the demon world, it is impossible to feel the passage of time, but the physical strength of the national teacher is gradually overdrawn. His figure like a wind shuttles among the enemies. He tried to take Di Xiaoyun to break through the siege several times, but he was still blocked by those People blocked it.
Gradually, the face of the national teacher became more and more dignified, and there was a cold look between his eyebrows.
He died without incident, but before he died, he also had to let Xiaoyun leave here.
"Lord Lord!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice came.
After hearing this voice, Di Xiaoyun hurriedly raised his eyes, his eyes were full of anger.
Not far away, a woman came staggeringly, her tender face was anxious, she quickly rushed in front of the man, and knelt down with a thud.
"Didn't you promise me not to hurt her?"
He clearly promised her, and it was because he promised her that she would do things for her.
Why is this happening now
"roll!"
The man shouted angrily. His voice seemed to contain power. Suddenly, Qiu Yue's body flew backwards a few steps, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat and flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"This lord has indeed promised you, but so what? Who made her to be Di Cang's younger sister, how can you teach Di Cang a lesson if you don't kill her!"
Qiu Yue's body froze, she raised her beautiful eyes, her eyes were blank and dull.
The soft face was pale, and he turned his head slightly stiffly, and his eyes fell on the man again.
how so…
Did she hurt her
"You lied to me, you actually lied to me..." Her voice was trembling, a sad smile hung on the corner of her mouth, tears flowed from her eyes, and deep pain was written in the originally charming eyes, "Why are you lying to me? , why are you lying to me?"
She was too stupid to believe this man's words, believing that he would help her get the love in her heart, but in the end, it was she who ruined her life...
The man put one hand on his back and stared coldly at the national teacher who was gradually unable to support in the hands of many masters. His tone was gloomy.