Balala the Magic Fairy

Lecio's figure shuttled across the battlefield, his dual guns were like two fire dragons, and every spray carried destructive power. He was originally the son of Siqin Gaowa, but Siqin Gaowa killed his father for his own selfish interests and wanted to kill him as well. In desperation, he had to escape from the jungle and came to the development road, where he was fortunately taken in by Deng Miaohua.

Lesio looked at the crazy Siqin Gaowa, his heart filled with pain and anger. He had fantasized countless times about awakening his mother's sanity, but each time ended in failure.

At this moment, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Siqin Gaowa's eyes, and the scepter in her hand suddenly burst out with a powerful light, which went straight to Lecio's vital point. Lecio was shocked. He didn't expect Siqin Gaowa to be so cruel. His body instinctively wanted to dodge, but he knew that he couldn't avoid this attack at all.

At the critical moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Lesio.

Zhao Yun used his body to block the fatal blow for him. His body was hit by the light and blood splattered.

But there was a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao..." Lesio's voice trembled and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Zhao Yun's body slowly fell down, and the powerful pressure emanating from his body quickly receded, but when he looked at Lesio, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Xiao...Xiao Ao, it's all Brother Zhao's fault for not protecting...you well. I...I actually...have always...liked you, ever since we were little...playing together. I know that you and the Master...don't have a good relationship, so I...I dare not say it. But now, I...I want you to know that no matter what happens, I will protect you."

Tears welled up in Lesio's eyes, his heart was filled with pain and guilt. He hugged Zhao Yun tightly, his voice choked with sobs: "Brother Yun, why are you so stupid?!"

Zhao Yun felt the temperature of Lexio's body and smiled. He stroked Lexio's cheek gently. "Because... I love you, Xiao Ao. I fell in love with you from the first time I saw you. Your body... is so warm. I want to hug you like this forever. I... I hope that if there is an afterlife, we... we can still... be together."

After saying that, Zhao Yun's hand slowly slid down, and his eyes closed forever. Lesio screamed in pain, his heart full of hatred for Siqin Gaowa. He stood up, the flames on his two guns became more intense, and his eyes were full of angry flames.

"Siqin Gaowa, I want you to pay for Brother Yun's death!" Lesio's voice exploded on the battlefield like thunder.

Yan Lili and others couldn't help feeling a little sad when they saw this scene.

When Siqin Gaowa saw Zhao Yun die, a trace of panic flashed across her face, but it was quickly replaced by ruthlessness.

"Hmph, he's just a slave. So what if he dies? None of you will leave here alive today!" Siqin Gaowa roared.

At this moment, Lessio seemed to have transformed into a vengeful god of war. His immortal power was surging wildly, and the flames ejected from his two guns almost ignited the entire jungle area.

Seeing this, Li Bai and Dian Wei couldn't help but feel like retreating.

"This kid is crazy, let's retreat first!" Li Bai shouted.

However, Siqin Gaowa was unwilling to give up. She continued to wield the scepter in her hand, trying to make a final struggle.

Yan Lili held the Heavenly Domain Mirror in her hand, with lightning flashing, and shouted, "Poisonous woman! Today, I will destroy you!"

Xiaoyue's dark power also burst out with all its strength, echoing Yan Lili's lightning.

Zhu Bajie even wielded the Nine-toothed Rake, like an unshakable mountain, blocking the enemy.

Under the powerful attack of the crowd, Siqin Gaowa finally couldn't hold on, her scepter broke, and her body fell heavily.

But the crowd did not have much joy. They looked at Zhao Yun's body with heavy hearts.

Lesio silently hugged Zhao Yun, tears streaming down his face.

"Let's take him back and bury him properly." Yan Lili said softly.

Everyone nodded, and their figures flashed, turning into several streams of light and leaving the wild area.

After returning to the development lane, Deng Miaohua held a grand funeral for Zhao Yun.

After the funeral, Lecio came to Yan Lili and others and bowed deeply.

"Thank you for helping me avenge my father's blood," said Lecio.

Yan Lili patted his shoulder and said nothing, as if thousands of words were left unsaid.

After this fierce battle, Yan Lili and others became famous in the Canyon of Kings.

However, just as they were about to continue their journey westward, a mysterious messenger suddenly arrived at the Development Road.

"Everyone, my master invites you." The messenger said respectfully.

Yan Lili and others looked at each other, wondering who the owner of this group of people was and why they were invited.

But out of curiosity, they decided to follow the messenger to find out.

Led by the messenger, they arrived at a magnificent palace. The palace gate slowly opened, and a strong aura instantly rushed towards them.

"Welcome everyone to my palace." A cold voice sounded.

Everyone walked into the palace and saw a figure with his back to them.

"Who are you? Why did you invite us?" Yan Lili asked vigilantly.

The figure slowly turned around, revealing a handsome and cold face.

"I am Ying Zheng, the king of the middle lane of the canyon. I invited you here because I feel that an evil force is awakening, and I hope you can help me deal with this force together." Ying Zheng said.