Traveling to ancient times to become a princess, she wins every step of the way

Long Nishang's face turned from pale to red in an instant. She had difficulty breathing and her expression was painful.

She had known that the man in front of her was a madman and he could do any terrible thing!

He actually wanted to strangle her to death!

Long Nishang initially tried to raise his hands and struggled for a few times, but then suddenly stopped.

Well, if she dies, this lunatic will have nothing to threaten Wuying and Brother Huang!

Long Nishang closed her eyes in resignation and stopped struggling.

Su Liluo and Long Yunxuan worked together to deal with the continuous influx of Nanting soldiers.

After she was imprisoned, all the silver needles on her body were searched by Nangong Yun's people.

Now I can only rely on the long sword in my hand to fight with them with all my strength.

Although the archers' arrows did not hit them, if any of them, Long Yunxuan and Su Liluo, tried to jump out of the encirclement, they would be blocked by the arrows.

The soldiers in Nanting were like batches of zombies, appearing continuously around the encirclement.

One group was killed, and another group came, surrounding the two of them, launching a constant wheel battle.

The blood quickly stained the white marble palace's high-level buildings, but Nangong Yun didn't take the lives of these Nanting soldiers at all.

When Wuying pulled out the long sword from the body of a Nanting soldier, when he turned around, he looked up and saw Long Nishang's condition, and he felt as if his heart had been pierced by thousands of arrows.

With anger rising in his eyes, he stepped on the corpse of the soldier who had just fallen. He flew over several high-level steps and pointed his sword towards Nangong Yun.

"Beast! Stop!"

Before, Wuying had been harboring some illusions about Nangong Yun because of his feelings for Yunfan.

He didn't understand what dual personality was, and thought that Nangong Yun would always retain Yun Fan's kindness.

At this moment, he finally understood that the man in front of him simply shared a face with Yun Fan.

The archer was about to fire an arrow at him, but Nangong Yun waved his hand: "Let him come over!"

He stared at Wuying and snorted coldly: "Looking for death! You don't overestimate your own capabilities!"

Nangong Yun raised his long arms in the air, and a gust of wind carried a powerful palm wind and hit Wuying with a 'bang' sound.

Wuying took a few steps back before standing firm.

He took action again, trying to rescue Long Nishang from Nangong Yun.

However, the nine-section bone-piercing whip that appeared in Nangong Yun's hand at some point was wrapped around his body.

Nangong Yun was bloodthirsty and crazy. He raised his wrist forcefully, and the nine-section whip suddenly transformed into nine steel nails, which were driven into nine major acupoints on Wuying's body.

"puff……"

Wuying vomited a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell on the cold and hard white marble ground like a leaf blown by the wind.

"Shadowless!!!"

Long Nishang, who finally took a breath, looked at the shadowless figure falling to the ground. His whole body felt like it was struck by lightning, and he screamed and struggled to break free from Nangong Yun's hand.

"No! Wuying! Wuying!"

Nangong Yun's grip on her wrist was too strong, and Long Nichang lowered her head and bit his wrist with all her strength.

"hiss!"

"you!"

"Snapped!"

Nangong Yun raised her hand and slapped Long Nishang without thinking. Her cheeks instantly became red and swollen, and bright red blood oozed from the corners of her mouth.

However, Long Nishang also took advantage of his opportunity to suffer pain and fell to the ground from Nangong Yun's hand.

"hiss!"

The moment she fell, Long Nishang felt as if her ankle was about to be broken.

Nangong Yun looked down at Long Nishang's red and swollen face, enduring the heartbreaking pain, but still crawled towards Wuying who was covered in blood without hesitation, and endless killing intent instantly rose in his eyes.

"Hmph... I like him so much - okay, then I will show mercy and let you go see him off for the last time..."

Nangong Yun raised his wrist, lowered his eyes and glanced at the purple-red tooth marks bitten by Long Nishang. With a strong wave of his other hand, the nine steel nails in Wuying's body suddenly came out and then went in again.

"what!"

No shadow!

No shadow!

Long Nishang's eyes were blurred as she cried. She lay on the ground and moved towards Wuying step by step.

"Shang'er..."

"Shang'er..."

The blood on Wuying's body was flowing more and more. He rarely wore white robes, but today he was wearing snow-white clothes.

The hot red blood flowed out of his body and spread on his white robe, blooming into rich red winter plums...

"Shang'er...have a good time...live...I'm sorry...I..."

"No! Wuying!...Don't..."

Long Nishang looked at Wuying's appearance, gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. She used all her strength to hold back the pain in her ankles, ran over and hugged Wuying's dying body.

"Wuying...how are you? I'm sorry, it's all because of me! I'm sorry!"

"Sis Chang'er... what are you talking about? I'm sorry for you... I can't take you back with me..."

"Uh... poof..."

There was a cold sneer on Nangong Yun's lips, "Ninth Princess, he is going to die, you'd better look at him more.

When he dies, you can be my Queen of the West..."

Long Nishang raised her head and met his eyes. As if she had made up her mind, she suddenly smiled mysteriously at Nangong Yun, smiling confidently and decisively.

"You are dreaming!"

Turning her face, Long Nishang's hand, which was stained with Wuying's blood, gently covered his face. She slowly lowered her head and kissed his soft lips slowly.

"Wuying, I won't let you abandon me."

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up his sword and was about to kill herself.

"No! Chang'er! No!"

Wuying used up the last bit of strength to hold the sword tightly.

"No - don't - Chang'er, no! For me - you have to live well - see all the beautiful mountains and rivers in this world for me...

A-yes...I...promise-me! "

The tears in Long Nishang's eyes had already blurred her vision.

"No! Wuying, let go, let go quickly!"

The blood in Wuying's palm was as red as a drop of blood, gurgling out, but he never let go.

Because he didn't get Long Nishang's promise.

A promise to live well...

"I promise you! I promise you! Wuying, let go! Let go!"

Long Nishang was crying so much that she almost collapsed, her hair was messy, and her face was pale and helpless.

"Okay... Chang'er, you have to keep your word..."

Wuying tried his best to give her a big smile, and then closed his eyes.

No, no...

"Wuying! Wuying!!! Ah!!!"

Long Nishang hugged Wuying's body that was gradually limp, and she knelt down on the cold white jade bricks. After screaming, she completely lost the strength to speak.

"Uh...uh..."

She wanted to speak, but could only utter one syllable.

Long Nishang's little hands kept covering every wound on Wuying's body, clasping them tightly, for fear that he would get another drop of blood.

Unfortunately, the temperature of the person in his arms was gradually dropping.

Finally, Long Nishang clearly realized that Wuying had died in order to save her.

died……

Do not!

not dead!

He won't die.

"Wuying...Wuying...you're sleepy, aren't you...go to sleep...get some good sleep...that'll be fine...be good..."