Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 125 The Immortal on the Cloud (8)

When faced with danger, how could a person who loves himself more than others choose to push him away without hesitation?

If it was Xiangsui from the previous life, she would definitely pull herself in front of her.

Absolutely will not care about his life or death.

Because no one is more important than herself.

……

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The moment Mingcen left Tianhantan, another extremely powerful force directly attacked the position where she had been.

Another splash.

Feeling the danger, Mingcen immediately sent Ci Jing out of the ice cave and placed a barrier at the entrance of the ice cave.

Ci Jing stood outside the barrier, the fairy in white had his back to him, and the Chan Bingsha appeared in mid-air behind Ming Cen, slowly covering her body.

In an instant, a coercion comparable to the overhaul of the Transcending Tribulation Period swept across. It was expected that there was an enchantment blocking it, but Ci Jing could still clearly feel this terrifying and terrifying aura.

Ming Cen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp: "Your Excellency, do you dare to do this or not?"

The temperature in the cave dropped sharply, gas turned into form, and form into ice. Countless ice blades suddenly appeared in the air. Following Ming Cen's consciousness, they directly attacked in all directions with endless pressure.

Suddenly there was an extremely weak muffled sound behind him, Ming Cen turned around abruptly, and teleported to the young man in a few breaths, taking on the posture of an absolute guardian.

The water in the Tianhan Pool trembled, spiraling up like a dragon out of the sea, and quickly led towards Ming Cen. The moment it touched her cold fingertips, it turned into an ice dragon and turned straight into the air. Frost instantly.

Ming Cen quickly captured the figure covered with a layer of frost in mid-air, but the strength of the visitor was unpredictable, and the layer of frost carrying her spiritual power disappeared within a few breaths of time.

Ming Cen's face darkened in an instant, he turned around and grabbed Ci Jing's wrist, and hurriedly retreated to the open space a few meters away.

"Come to Master!"

After Ming Cen exhorted in a low voice, he cast a protective formula on the young man, pushing him away from the danger.

That piercing aura struck again, Ming Cen flipped his fingertips quickly, turned the ice into a sword, and slashed in one direction. The powerful sword aura instantly left a bottomless sword mark on the ground.

Unlike the vicious and ruthless one in the previous life, this sword mark is clean and neat.

It seems...the same as the sword mark that separated the God of Death from his eyes in that distant memory.

The pupils of the handsome boy suddenly constricted.

Ming Cen fought for a few rounds, and when he turned around, he suddenly saw that Ci Jing was still standing there in a daze, and the blue veins on his forehead couldn't help jumping up.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Call Master over!"

This hidden person is definitely several realms stronger than her. Now that his cultivation base has regressed considerably, he doesn't dare to use too much spiritual power. It is impossible to beat this person.

Ci Jing came back to his senses suddenly, and also saw that Ming Cen was no match for the visitor, suppressed all the messy thoughts in his head, turned around and ran towards Zhaoling Immortal Venerable's cave.

But before he ran very far, there was a sudden loud noise behind him, and the smoke and dust suddenly rose.

He subconsciously turned his head and saw Ming Cen who had been slammed into the wall of the ice cave at a glance, and he couldn't help panicking.

"Xianjun!!"

Ming Cen's back was in severe pain, she received a blow to her chest, her throat felt a bit sweet, and she turned her head to vomit a mouthful of blood.

When Ci Jing called her, Ming Cen almost yelled, "Hurry up!"

The next moment, the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly shook violently, as if something was trying to forcibly occupy her body, Ming Cen's pupils shrank suddenly.

At this moment, a dazzling white light rushed from a distance!

After seeing who came, Ci Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Xianzun!"

Zhao Ling didn't have time to speak to Ci Jing, when she moved her fingertips, the majestic spiritual power instantly attacked Ming Cen, pulling out the invisible person who was pressing on her.

"You are brave enough to take action against the disciple of this deity."

At this time, the warm and moist immortal lord's face was as frosty, and his powerful spiritual power was firmly in a place in mid-air.

"I was taken advantage of by you before, and I will never let you succeed this time."

Just when Zhao Ling wanted to catch him (her) completely, he suddenly felt that the person trapped by his spiritual power seemed to disappear out of thin air.

How could someone escape silently from his spiritual power? !
After Zhao Ling made a move, Ming Cen's sea of ​​consciousness gradually stabilized, and it took a while before Ming Cen calmed down the spirit power rushing around in his body.

Because of the battle just now, his already pale face became frighteningly pale: "Master."

Zhao Ling suppressed the doubts in her heart, quickly approached Ming Cen, and gave her a pill: "Good luck."

Ming Cen was motionless, just quietly leaning against the ice wall.

Seeing this, Zhao Ling's heart skipped a beat, and she tapped her forehead lightly with her fingers.

While helping Ming Cen luck, Zhao Ling leaned down to look at her: "Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?"

After a long while, Ming Cen shook his head slightly and replied, "I'm fine."

Zhao Ling sighed: "You are always like this. You will come to me for trivial matters. Whenever something big happens, unless it endangers others, you will just carry it silently by yourself."

Ming Cen lowered his head, and his long eyelashes drooped down, making it difficult for people to see her emotions clearly.

Zhao Ling didn't want to force her either, she just rubbed her hair reassuringly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, I won't force you either. I just want to let Xiao Wu know that no matter what happens, , Master will help you."

His voice was as gentle as ever, but in Ming Cen's ears, it seemed that he had traveled through a distant time before he landed beside her.

Let her calmly... dye the corners of her eyes red.

After sending the two of them back to the Richao Pavilion and making sure that Ming Cen was fine, Zhao Ling was ready to leave.

The man just now was very strange, that man clearly only had the strength of the Mahayana period, but he was able to escape from him silently.

There must be something weird about it.

Only Ming Cen and Ci Jing were left in the room.

Ming Cen sat quietly on the sandalwood chair, the tulle enveloped her, her long eyelashes drooped, casting a faint shadow under her eyes.

Ci Jing stood aside, with a complicated look on his face.

He remembered why he joined Jianzong back then.

Because of a person who suddenly appeared in his life like a god.

Ci Jing is an orphan, wandering around the world.

Sometimes he also thought that if he hadn't strayed into that forest, maybe he wouldn't have lost his way, maybe he wouldn't have encountered wolves.

perhaps…

He wouldn't have met the person he had dreamed about in countless dark nights and regarded as the queen of the light, but was completely rotten in the countless times of despair and fear afterwards.

The most desperate thing is that someone gave you hope with his own hands, but then shattered it cruelly in front of you and left it on the ground.

　Thank you Sakura, Tangtang Tangtang sugared, Vin, positive and enterprising Xiao Zhang, Chen (you can’t find qaq in the crown at the back), Dan が↗ Mo, original intention, warm sake, white cat, Mu Eucalyptus, cute recommended ticket~
　　


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