Numerous cracks appeared on the sword body.
It seems as if it will shatter if you touch it lightly.
Tears welled up in Xiaobao's eyes.
With trembling little hands, he held the dim evil sword in his hand, opened his mouth, but couldn't even make a sound.
To ward off evil spirits! Is warding off forever
No! he does not want!
The sixth-order ghoul stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, each of his widened eyes was full of excitement and greed.
Finally, there was no obstacle in front of it.
It can enjoy its own food.
The scarlet tongue suddenly sprang out and stretched out towards Xiaobao.
With tears in his eyes, Xiao Bao stubbornly stood where he was, not retreating a step.
"Little master, run away!" Chang Lao shouted hoarsely from below.
But Xiaobao just refused to retreat.
He thought if he hadn't just escaped, if he hadn't let someone protect him.
Whether it is to ward off evil spirits or not, it will not disappear.
If it was Yingmei and Chang Lao, they would not be hurt.
He never, never wants to see anyone sacrificed for him again.
Swish!
The sword light roared down.
Just about to touch Xiaobao's tongue, it was cut in two by the sword light.
The tall and slender figure teleported to Xiaobao at some point, and firmly protected his small figure behind him.
Just like every time, every time, block all the wind and rain for him.
"Daddy..."
But this time, he hoped that his father would not come to rescue him again.
Dad was so badly injured that his clothes were all stained red with blood.
Why, why rush to save him desperately
Obviously he, he is not father's biological son at all.
"Aww!!"
The ghoul let out a roar.
The densely packed eyes were dyed blood red, staring at the man in front of him.
the second time!
This human has hurt it for the second time!
Damn it!
It will never allow this human being to live another moment!
On the blood-red head, one eye is closed, two eyes are closed, three, four, five, six...
Every time one is closed, the aura of the sixth-level ghoul becomes weaker.
But around Xiaobao and Di Mingjue, one-eyed ghouls start to appear one after another.
Eight fishy tongues shot out like arrows.
Di Ming Jue swings the sword in his hand and cuts four pieces.
But the two red tongues flew towards Xiaobao.
With a flash of Di Ming Jue's figure, he hugs Xiao Bao into his arms.
In an instant, two hot red tongues pierced through his chest.
"Daddy!!!"
Xiaobao couldn't bear it any longer, and let out a shrill cry, "Don't, Daddy, don't die!! Xiaobao doesn't want you to die!!"
The divine power has long been exhausted, and the blood flowing out of the wound does not know how much there is already.
Di Ming Jue can feel his body getting colder and colder.
All vitality is lost from the body little by little.
He hugged Xiaobao tightly, showing a wry smile.
He thought he was going to die, on the battlefield.
But he never thought that before he died, he would not even see Muyan for the last time.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
In the sky, a powerful and deep bell sounded suddenly.
Each knock is very slow, slow and timeless, and it lasts forever, but it hits the depths of people's soul again and again.
Jing Yuan, who was killing the ghouls, suddenly raised his head and looked towards the northern sky. The expression on his usually peaceful and kind face was even more horrified than seeing a sixth-level ghoul.
Yu Yanran, who was hurting herself and feeling sorry for herself, trembled all over, and looked up in disbelief.