Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Suddenly, an eagle cry broke through the sky, and a sharp sword with a green tail light came through the air. After Jun Zeyuan once again cut off the giant spider's legs with the white thread, the sharp arrow also pierced the giant spider's body.

The giant spider oozes a pool of green liquid and falls to the ground dead, but this time it does not come back to life.

Everyone looked up and saw Yang Zuo standing on a huge eight-clawed eagle, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, aiming at Master Hua who was on horseback not far away.

Yang You was overjoyed that Yang Zuo was not dead.

He said, they are ghosts, how can it be so easy for them to die!

Hua Guoshi looked extremely unhappy. General Wu Yan stood in front of him. This Guoshi was from the Hua family, so he must not get into trouble.

Master Hua snorted coldly, then took out the white jade bottle and muttered something.

Yang Zuo's sharp arrow flew through the air again, this time heading for Wu Yan who was standing in front of Master Hua.

Although he was standing on the eight-clawed giant eagle, his face was solemn.

He probably already knew that the white jade bottle of Hua Guoshi was filled with demons and monsters.

The moment the sharp arrow pierced through, Wu Yan and Hua Guoshi dodged.

But Master Hua had already finished chanting the spell, and two streams of black air emerged from the white jade bottle, transforming into two centipedes with human faces.

Unlike the previous centipedes, this one is smaller, one has a man's face and the other has a child's face.

"Grass!"

Just as Jun Zeyuan was cursing, the two human-faced centipedes had already moved.

"retreat!"

Jun Zeyuan gave the order.

He traveled a long distance and went to the battlefield as soon as he arrived in Lincheng.

At this point, he felt there was no need to fight.

Looking at the two huge demonic creatures, he felt it necessary to return to the city for a proper discussion.

The soldiers of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty intended to retreat.

The Xishang soldiers pursued relentlessly.

Huan Hongsheng and Hua Shengsheng have been fighting, and every move Hua Shengsheng makes is fatal, with strong hatred.

Huan Hongsheng was beaten back step by step, and was even stabbed in the abdomen.

"Damn you, little bastard."

Huan Hongsheng cursed angrily and used all his strength to stab Hua Shengsheng in the chest.

The people of Xishang are accustomed to using scimitars.

The curved knife sank into Hua Shengsheng's chest, but he had a happy smile on his face, because his sword had also sunk into Huan Hongsheng's heart.

Huan Hongsheng's eyes widened in disbelief.

Such an obvious move, he thought he would dodge it.

He deliberately bumped into his scimitar and stabbed his sword into his heart at a closer distance.

Sticky blood flowed out from his abdomen, heart, and mouth, flowing along with the rain, and he fell down slowly with his eyes wide open.

The moment Huan Hongsheng fell, Hua Shengsheng also fell backwards, with a smile on his face.

Good thing he killed him.

He avenged Yao'er, his father, and the lonely souls who died on the battlefield.

But when he closed his eyes, he saw the sky was covered with dark clouds, purple thunder was rolling, and a huge blood-red eye emerged from the dark clouds.

But he couldn't hold on any longer, and before he slowly closed his eyes, it seemed as if someone was carrying him up into the air.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Purple lightning from the sky struck the bloody battlefield, and even the rain stopped.

Everyone saw the huge red eye.

"Ah--"

“It smells so good here!”

A whisper came from the sky.

"withdraw--"

Just when everyone was frightened, Jun Zeyuan's call to retreat brought everyone back to their senses, and they hurriedly retreated towards Lincheng.

"withdraw--"

Master Hua showed fear on his face and yelled at the Xishang soldiers.

The people of Dong Zhou retreated to Lincheng very quickly, but because the city gate was close and they were suppressed by Xi Shang, they didn't get far.

But Xishang is different, their city gate is too far away.

"Haha, it smells so good, so good, very nutritious, very nutritious..."

Suddenly, the blood-red eye disappeared, and a huge black mist rushed out from the dark clouds and lightning.

Wherever the black fog reached, there were wailing sounds everywhere. In just a moment, only piles of bones were left on the ground.

Xishang's soldiers panicked and began to run back desperately.

But their speed could not outrun the black fog.

Master Hua controlled the human-faced spider to block it, and shouted: "Quick, hurry back to the city."

"Hmm? Is this a demonic thing made by humans?"

The huge black fog condensed into a ball, and then turned into a little old man in black clothes, with a wrinkled face, dark skin, and three eyes.

"They are so cruel and crazy. It must have cost a lot of people to make these two evil things!"

"Hey, everyone says I'm the most vicious beast in the world. It seems like you humans are even worse than me!"

"As for me, I eat people, but I never do these disgusting things. Well, I think you humans are more disgusting and perverted than me."

After the Demon Ancestor sighed, he turned into black demonic energy again: "But it tastes delicious, this old ancestor will laugh."

In an instant, the two human-faced centipedes were devoured by the black evil spirit and then turned into a few white bones.

Hua Guoshi felt pain in his flesh when he saw this, but at this moment, he could not care less, he turned around and ran away at high speed.

The Demon Ancestor is coming, and he cannot stop it alone. He must inform Qian Qing as soon as possible.

"belch--"

The Demon Ancestor burped and said, "I'm full, I'm full, hahaha, you guys keep fighting, I still have to go find that useless Demon Grandson, so I won't keep you company."

The black evil spirit dissipated, and the Demon Ancestor left.

There was no blood on the battlefield, but there was a pile of densely packed white bones, covering up the bloody smell underneath.

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In Lincheng, Jun Zeyuan had already changed into a long blue robe. Before he became emperor, he liked to wear blue robes. He had just finished discussing the war with everyone, and his face was full of fatigue.

The blood-red eyes and the bloodless bones outside the battlefield made everyone panic.

He had also heard about the Battle of Henghe in Beiyan. There were rumors that an ancient monster had been released. Originally, everyone thought it was just hearsay, but now it seemed that the world was indeed not at peace.

It's a rainy night tonight, the heavy rain is hitting the eaves, and it's a bit chilly.

There were a few eagle cries coming from not far away. It was the eight-clawed giant eagle that Yang Zuo brought back. It was very attached to Yang Zuo.

This is Jun Zeyuan's second visit to the city.

He had been here many years ago. At that time, he was traveling and had traveled almost all over the Eastern Zhou Dynasty to treat his second brother's illness.

He held an oil umbrella, and Qingzhou followed behind him.

In the wounded camp, rows of wounded soldiers were lying there. Wangyou was busy all the time. There was a little girl standing next to her. Wangyou called her, "Princess Afang."