Waves of powerful and terrifying spiritual power began to condense and hover around Trek's body, and his aura continued to rise.
Just when Emperor An Xi couldn't bear to watch Du Yong die in Cui Ke's hands and sighed and closed his eyes, the body of Qingying in his arms suddenly shook violently. Emperor An Xi was startled and hurriedly looked down, only to see that Qingying's eyes, which were originally closed, were now open.
"Ying'er, Ying'er!" Seeing Qingying open her eyes, Princess Anqin couldn't help crying with joy.
"Let me go..." Qingying ignored Princess Anqin's exclamation, stared at Emperor An Xi with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, and opened her red lips with great effort.
"Wha... what?" Emperor An Xi was stunned. [
"Let... let me go, the gamble... is not over yet..." This short sentence, a dozen words, made Qingying break into a cold sweat, which showed that the pain she was suffering at this time was beyond ordinary people. imagination.
At this time, Qingying was still thinking about the gambling game. When Emperor An Xi heard this, the shock in his heart was beyond words.
"Do you still want to stand up again?" When Cui Ke heard Qing Ying's words, his expression changed. He didn't care about Du Yong's life, but shouted at Qing Ying with some surprise.
Qingying didn't speak, but a stubborn smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Putting his hands on the ground together, Qingying sat upright and raised his upper body amidst bursts of painful moans.
This simple action is easy for ordinary people, but for Qingying at this time, it is not ordinary difficulty. The moment his upper body straightened up, Qingying spurted another blood arrow from his mouth.
"Ying'er!" Princess Anqin exclaimed and wanted to reach out to support Qingying, but was rejected by Qingying's eyes.
"The bet... isn't over yet... I haven't lost yet..." Qingying murmured indistinctly, and slowly raised his upper body from a half-sitting position to a kneeling position.
Qingying, who was originally very handsome, was now suffering from tremendous pain, and her beautiful facial features were almost crowded together. Coupled with her face as pale as paper, it made people feel sad to see her.
Watching Qingying's every move, Trek's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became extremely unnatural. Qingying's performance exceeded his expectations again and again, making Trek not only shocked, but almost unbelievable.
"Come on!" Du Yong, a tough guy, shouted loudly with tears in his eyes.
"Sister, you can do it, you can definitely do it!" Qingyu seemed to understand her sister's intention, and kept encouraging Qingying while shedding tears.
Emperor An Xi glanced at Princess An Qin, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said loudly, "Qingying, in the name of the Emperor of the Tianyun Empire, I grant you the title of Golden Warrior. From today on, you will be a glorious warrior." The golden warrior!"
The title of Golden Warrior is an honor that many people dream of. When Emperor An Xi announced it loudly, a smile appeared on Qingying's lips.
From now on, the Tianyun Empire has another golden warrior. Perhaps among the Golden Warriors, Qingying is the youngest and the weakest in cultivation, but her unyielding will and amazing courage allow her to face the other Golden Warriors without any inferiority.
One leg, two legs... Finally, after Qingying took a long breath, she finally stood up again...