The villain tyrant koi wife who crosses the book to save himself

Chapter 262 Pride
The weather in the northern region can be described as thousands of miles of ice and snow drifting.

Chong Yue wrapped his fur clothes around Zhihua's body: "If it wasn't for tomorrow, I wouldn't be able to live without you, I really don't want to let you go back. Be careful along the way, and I will rush home to accompany you as soon as the 'Eight Gods' are wiped out." .”

"You have to be careful yourself." Zhihua instructed.

The ancient black bird has already stopped over the camp to pick up Zhihua.

Zhihua was reluctant to let go, but she also missed Ming'er in her heart, so she had no choice but to ride the black bird.

At this moment, a scout hurriedly rode a magic dragon to the front of the camp: "Urgent military report! The 'Eight Gods' united with the Demon Cult, drive the golem with magic power, and are approaching the Demon City!"

"What?!" Zhihua was shocked.

Chong Yue frowned: "I didn't expect the 'Eight Gods' to join forces with Hong Ao."

"Oops, those puppets sent to the Zunmo Palace..." Zhihua was startled, those puppets were suddenly sent to Zunmo Palace, because they were very well-behaved and capable, so they were allowed to stay in the palace as servants to do some heavy work .

Chong Yue and Zhi Hua thought of being together, but at this time, both of them are not in the magic capital.

"Ming'er!" Zhihua stepped onto Xuanniao, "I'll go back first!"

"Okay!" Chong Yue clenched the sword in his waist, "I will immediately gather the troops and retreat back to the capital."

The Xuanniao let out a long cry, flapped its wings and flew away.

She was extremely anxious, thinking about tomorrow all over her mind.

"I already knew that Hong Ao is not a good thing, and those puppets should be burned early!" Zhihua gritted her teeth, she was too careless, never thought that Hong Ao and the "Eight Gods" would turn the tiger away from the mountain and launch a war against the devil city. .

She was very anxious, if she simply attacked the Demon City from the outside, Zhihua didn't need to worry at all.

The outer layer of the magic capital is heavily guarded and difficult to break through.

However, if those unguarded puppets in the city suddenly attacked uncontrollably, the consequences would be disastrous.

The mysterious bird flew towards the magic capital at the fastest speed.

The cold north wind cut across Zhihua's cheeks like a sharp knife, but she even forgot to open the protective circle, letting the cold wind pass by her ears.

While she was trying to hurry.

Suddenly, a heart attack struck.

She felt herself slumped and weak, and fell down on Xuanniao's back in an instant.

Xuanniao sensed her abnormality and let out a loud cry.

Zhihua clutched the front of her front with one hand, panting heavily, the strength in her body was constantly draining.

"Ming'er..." Zhihua's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the double exhaustion of physical and spiritual power made her almost faint. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she looked at Xuan even more anxiously. The bird begged, "Xuanniao, hurry up, go back quickly..."

Xuanniao galloped with all his strength, not daring to slack off.

Zhihua only felt that her spiritual power was declining extremely quickly, and the color of her hair also quickly turned black.

"Could something happen tomorrow?!" Anxiety hovered in his heart like a snake.

The Xuanniao finally flew over the demon city. At this time, outside the city wall, countless demon puppets and demon soldiers holding the banner of "Eight Gods of Life" were fighting against the city guards.

The flames were raging, and there were bursts of shouts and killings.

Zhihua felt something was wrong, so she immediately flew to Zunmo Palace.

Looking from a distance, you can already see black smoke filling the sky above the Demon Palace.

Zhihua tried her best to support her body, and finally reached the top of Xinyi Xiaozhu.

She jumped down and jumped into the Xiaozhu courtyard of Xinyi, only to see the corpses of attendants everywhere, and the broken limbs and arms of the puppet, which shocked her.

Stepping over these remnants, Zhihua shouted like crazy: "Ju Song! You'er! Maier!"

No one answered.

"Ju Song! You'er!" She walked through the bloody hall, bypassed the stumps of puppets, and rushed into the inner courtyard.

Her heart was beating wildly and her breath was short of breath. When she pushed open the gate of the inner courtyard, she saw a puppet covered in blood suddenly fell in front of her eyes.

Not far away, a small body was hugged by Ju Song, who was staring wide-eyed, and behind them was a huge magic circle. Inside the circle were ice blades formed by countless magic powers, ready to launch at the enemy at any time.

You'er cheered from the side in surprise: "Ming'er! You are too good! You killed another one!"

"Giggle hahaha..." Ming'er giggled non-stop in Ju Song's arms.

Zhihua was immediately stunned, she tilted her head and couldn't understand what happened.

When Ju Song saw Zhihua come back, he clicked his tongue and said in amazement: "Your son is so amazing that we don't even need to take action. He killed more than a dozen golems that rushed in in seconds!"

You'er also gave another thumbs up and applauded Ming'er who was less than two months old: "Our Ming'er is too good!"

Zhihua ran to Ming'er.

When Ming'er saw her mother coming back, her smile became brighter, and she stretched out her hand to hug her.

Zhihua picked up Ming'er and asked suspiciously, "What's going on?"

Ju Song explained: "A lot of golems suddenly appeared in the city of Demon City, including the Demon Palace, and they suddenly started to attack violently as if they were being controlled. Maier took the guards out to resist the puppets, but he didn't expect that there were also many golems in the Demon Palace. More puppets pour out."

"How could this be?" Zhihua thought to herself, "I remember Chong Yue said that these puppets were sent by Hong Ao suddenly, and they were just docile slaves in the beginning, responsible for some hard work of cleaning."

"It is estimated that some golems were manipulated to open the door for the golems outside the temple, so so many came out at once."

"The defense of the magic city is too loose." You'er complained while teasing Ming'er.

Ju Song shook his head and said, "Because things like golems are lifeless and don't need food and drink, they can be hidden in boxes and brought into the magic capital. If they are disguised as goods, it will be difficult for the soldiers guarding the city to search them."

"What's going on with Ming'er? How could he conjure up such a powerful attack circle?" Zhihua asked Ming'er, who had closed her eyes and was already sleepy.

Ju Song and You'er glanced at each other and shook their heads: "We don't know either."

"The puppet raid, we were also taken aback," Ju Song said, "Just as the two of us were about to attack, your family launched a huge attack circle tomorrow, swishing and swishing the first batch of people who rushed in." The golem was killed."

You'er also excitedly said: "Later, we didn't need to fight at all. Ming'er attacked those puppets while having fun. Come and kill one, come and kill one pair, so domineering!"

Zhihua looked at Ming'er, who had her eyes closed but smiled triumphantly when she heard You'er's praise, and didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

"Your son's power as a god-and-demon hybrid should not be underestimated. I'm afraid his father will be willing to bow down when he grows up." Ju Song praised.

Zhihua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why is your hair all black?" You'er suddenly found out in surprise.

Zhihua hugged Ming'er with one hand, and stroked a strand of hair with the other hand, only the tip of the hair was still a little red: "Maybe Ming'er just absorbed too much spiritual power from me to prop up the magic circle to defend against the enemy... "

"How could this be..." Ju Song frowned, "I knew I wouldn't let him fight just now..."

"We saw him happily killing monsters and puppets, so we didn't stop him...unexpectedly..." You'er looked at Zhihua worriedly.

Zhihua curled her lips and looked at Ming'er proudly: "My little Ming'er is able to protect Ju Song and Aunt You'er, it's really amazing! Mother is so super proud!"

She hugged Ming'er tightly, and said with a smile to Ju Song: "It's okay, looking at him like this, he must understand that he has done a great thing."

"But you are like this now, and the spiritual power is estimated to be exhausted." Ju Song worried.

Zhihua sighed for a long time, and smiled helplessly: "I can only use 'early death and early life' to comfort myself."

You'er's eye circles were a little red: "How long can you hold on?"

Zhihua thought for a moment, looked at Ming'er in her arms, and sighed, "I'm afraid it won't last three days..."

(End of this chapter)