Douluo: my omnipotent spirit

"The opponent is very strong, but our strength has been weakened a lot. The only soul saints in the academy are me and Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji was injured in the last attack and has not recovered yet."

"Without Emperor Zhao, I don't know how long it will take for Zhao Wuji to recover. If the other party is sending people, I'm afraid we won't be able to resist it!"

The more Flanders spoke, the darker his face became. Although he already knew these possibilities, his thoughts were different from speaking them out!

The master frowned and began to think about how to protect Shrek's safety.

It can be said that the academy is at its weakest now, and its momentum is at its lowest. Even if Duke Long and Snake Lady are added as protection, that will only happen in three days.

But what if the other party suddenly comes in within these three days?

Are you... leaving Shrek?

At this moment, the idea came to the master's mind after countless deliberation, but after taking a sneak look at Flender, he secretly shook his head and abandoned the idea.

Flanders will not leave this academy so easily, this is where all his efforts are.

Flanders saw the master lowering his head in deep thought and frowning several times. He didn't know if he had thought of it, and he became more and more anxious. After a moment, he directly asked:

"Xiao Gang, have you thought of a solution?"

The master sighed and shook his head: "Not yet."

A look of hesitation appeared on Flanders' face again. The master who lowered his head did not notice it. After a few breaths, Flanders couldn't bear it anymore and tried his best to keep his tone calm and said:

"Xiao Gang, I have a way..."

The master raised his head with a hint of joy on his face and asked, "What can we do?"

"Two dragons..."

......

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. On the edge of the Star Forest, on a mountain tens of meters high, a young man was lying peacefully.

The boy's skin was fair and rosy, his handsome face was rosy and smooth, his clothes were clean and neat, and his short hair swayed slightly with the breeze.

But his breathing was extremely weak, so weak that people couldn't even notice it, and his heartbeat almost stopped beating, like a dead person.

Lying there peacefully, he seemed to be sleeping soundly. This state was very strange. If someone saw it, they might just think it was a strange corpse. After all, there was no breathing or heartbeat, so how could he still be alive?

Suddenly, the boy's breathing and heartbeat began to gradually increase, and soon returned to normal.

"Ah~ It hurts!" A voice came from the young man's mouth. Emperor Zhao frowned, and then slowly opened his eyes.

But as soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed something was wrong. He quickly stood up and cautiously glanced around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no danger in the place where he was currently.

But because of this series of small movements, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly checked his body.

"There are many fractures in the body, and the soul power in the body is less than one-fifth!"

Just a brief look at Emperor Zhao revealed several of the most serious areas, and the confused state when he first woke up instantly dissipated.

"What on earth did I do to get beaten so badly!"

Just after I said this sentence, some fragments appeared in my mind, but they were very blurry because I had just woken up and hadn't recovered much yet.

He shook his head, glanced around again and whispered: "No matter, let's leave here first."

While speaking, he took out a white ball and turned it into dots of starlight that condensed behind his back. He used his wings to ride the wind with his soul bone skills. Using his soul power as little as possible, Emperor Zhao took a general look at the direction before he got up and flew away.

He didn't know where this place was, and he couldn't recall the previous memories. It was an irrational choice for him to stay in a place he didn't know, especially when he was weak.

In the dark, the coachman and the big man's eyes widened for a moment, looking at the scene in front of them in disbelief. They had done this with their own hands!

They still had no energy left, but now he was alive and kicking in front of them. They hesitated for a moment and looked at each other, and then the two shook their heads in the distance.

And the trace of Emperor Zhao quickly disappeared.

Half an hour later, Qian Renxue was flying rapidly in the air with her wings, holding a gourd-shaped kettle in her left hand and some edible wild fruits in her right hand.

There was neither sadness nor joy on his face, and he quickly flew towards the mountain where Emperor Zhao was lying with no expression on his face.

But suddenly, her flying speed froze. She blinked a few times as if in disbelief. Her speed suddenly accelerated, and her breathing became more and more hasty.

When she looked at the mountain, she felt that it was bare, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

As the distance got closer, Qian Renxue became more and more nervous and panicked, and her speed increased by one beat again.

After arriving on the mountain, looking at the bare ground, something in Qian Renxue's hand fell with two clatters, and two lines of hot tears burst out of her eyes instantly.

I really, really just want him to spend more time with me, but why, why...

"Come out to me!"

Qian Renxue roared at the sky. She knew that the two people following her had not left yet.

And there was pain in her voice, like a girl in love who was suddenly told bad news, which made him feel heart-rending pain.

"Your Highness."

''Your Highness. ''The two men instantly appeared on one knee a few meters away from Qian Renxue.

"Is it you, is it you! Why! You have already killed him, why didn't you even let the body go! Why!" Qian Renxue screamed, wanting to rush up and kill them with her own hands.

But the body was unable to exert any strength due to excessive sadness.

"I just want to take a good look at him at the end, take a good look at him, and let him accompany me, but why! Why don't you even leave me this last time!"

Qian Renxue slumped down where Emperor Zhao had been lying and roared, as if she wanted to use this method to relieve the pain in her heart, but in the end she found that the more she screamed, the more her heart ached.

The unstoppable pain felt like being stabbed and cut off piece by piece with a knife.

At this moment, Qian Renxue's world seemed to be completely dark, and all hopes and sustenance turned into bubbles and disappeared. Maybe...

After today, she may become a beautiful lady without a smile, or she may completely become a puppet of Wuhun Palace, without her own thoughts or feelings, and will only follow the arrangements...

Seeing Qian Renxue like this, the coachman and the big man frowned deeply, and they also secretly regretted not stopping Emperor Zhao just now.

The coachman moved his mouth, fearing that she would collapse completely if she continued like this, and said hurriedly: "Your Highness, the child is not dead yet!"

"Not dead? Not dead? Hehe, hehe, hahaha." Qian Renxue hesitated, then stood up and opened her arms as if she was crazy and laughed wildly.

The hair that was originally tied up was also loose and drifting in the air with the wind on the mountain...

(End of this chapter)