Otaku Prayer

She suddenly hated him, hated why she lost her memory, if she still remembered him... definitely...

Semiramis also looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, with a pretty face without any target, but his eyes flickered.

Even Atalanta, who didn't change his expression when facing a handsome man, couldn't help trembling in his heart under this smile, and muttered, "It's really unexpected that he would show such an expression..."

However, the situation is changing and the world is impermanent.

"Little, I..."

Just as Hei Jean was about to say something, Mu Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank suddenly, and her body jerked violently.

"cough!"

A mouthful of blood was coughed up.

A sense of powerlessness surged out, and accompanied by a sharp pain, Mu Xiaoxiao's body collapsed and fell into Hei Jean's arms.

what happened? !Why did I suddenly...

"Xiaoxiao?! Xiaoxiao?!" Hei Zhende looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's strangeness, hugged him, and exclaimed.

Mu Xiaoxiao, who was terrified, felt that her body's strength was rapidly draining. She barely tilted her head, but she didn't see anyone attacking her. Those servants stood there and didn't move!

They who have become servants as heroes don't bother to do this kind of sneak attack from behind.

So, who is it? !

In the short two seconds, Mu Xiaoxiao's brain turned sharply, but she didn't have any clues!

"Hmm..." Mu Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth as her cheeks twisted due to the severe pain, and then, "Wow!"

Another mouthful of blood spewed out, directly splashing on Hei Joan's chest, neck, and clothes.

"What's going on?!" This weird scene made Jeanne nervous, and she looked around quickly. However, these servants all had doubts on their faces and didn't understand what happened.

Sister Heizhen was still calling for Mu Xiaoxiao, but he felt that his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred. Is this... dying?The blood in the mouth is coughing up uncontrollably, wait, this feeling?He suddenly stared, and looked in one direction with the last of his strength, just in time, he saw that weird smile and a twinkling golden pupil.

is her!

Depend on!In vain, I still call her sister, but stabbed a knife in the back......

However, do you think this will kill me?

"Cough! Cough!"

A black air gushed out of Mu Xiaoxiao's body.

"Xiaoxiao?! What the hell is going on? Don't scare me, you..." For the first time, Hei Zhende's voice had a hint of crying, and he quickly reached out his hand and put it in Mu Xiaoxiao's mouth. , but couldn't stop the blood from coughing up, no matter how much he wiped it off, he couldn't wipe off the blood, even though the blood stained his slender hands.

"I...it's fine...Heizhen...sister..."

Mu Xiaoxiao finished speaking with the last of her strength, and then slowly closed her eyes, with a faint smile on her face, and the black aura on her body gradually disappeared.

he died.

Because she knew that she had the cross of rebirth, and knew that she would never die, so at the last moment, until she died, Mu Xiaoxiao had a faint smile on her face.

Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers, and death is as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

There is no better word to describe it.

only......

Mu Xiaoxiao's body gradually became cold, and his breath slowly disappeared. He had completely lost the breath of life and turned into a corpse, but he did not revive.

Mu Xiaoxiao didn't come back to life!

"Little!!!!"

Feeling the person in her arms, such a body that is getting colder, such a corpse that has lost all signs of life, Joan of Arc's cherry lips trembled, as if the air in her lungs had been emptied, she opened her mouth, unable to utter any words. Unknowingly, two lines of tears ran across the cheeks and hit the tip of Mu Xiaoxiao's nose.

"pat-"

The holy flag in Joan's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The pale-faced saintess stumbled back a few steps, then collapsed on the ground, staring blankly ahead.

"How... how..."

Holding Mu Xiaoxiao tightly, Joan of Arc felt that falling from heaven to hell was nothing more than that, right?

Smiles, palpitations, redemption, despair... just passed through in an instant.

That smile saved her, that person made her feel the existence of happiness for the first time, but this happiness only lasted for a second...

His smile, like that brittle foam, shatters when touched lightly.

A Midsummer Night's Dream is just a dream after all.

Rubbing Mu Xiaoxiao's already cold cheeks, Joan of Arc's pupils gradually darkened, filled with endless despair.

Obviously, they have all been redeemed, and they have already felt the warmth he said...

Why, destroy everything again?

Why did she not realize how important he was to herself until the end?

Once again, I experienced the pain of being tied to a cross, betrayed by the people's country, and burned by flames.

No, this is more painful than that time!The pain is heartbreaking, the pain is heartbreaking, the pain... I want to make people scream!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Black Joan looked up to the sky and let out a mournful cry that resounded through the sky, and then slowly stood up, with endless hatred and anger mixed in her indifferent and desperate eyes.

"Kill you!!!!!!!!!"

725 The Vengeful Dragon Witch

At this moment, in Mu Xiaoxiao's villa, the little loli Jack and the sixth guide Lingxia are waiting for Mu Xiaoxiao's news.

"pat..."

The dagger in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, and little Lolita trembled, and quickly picked it up.

"Jack? What's the matter?"

Sensing Jack's strangeness, Sixth Director Lingxia hurriedly asked.

"It's nothing, Mom, it's just that there is a strange feeling," Little Lolita said absent-mindedly, "Is there anything wrong with the Master?"

"He's so powerful, he'll be fine."

"Um......"

......

"Kill you!!!!!!!"

Black Joan didn't know how Mu Xiaoxiao died, and she didn't see these servants make a move.

However, these servants must have used some strange ability or treasure to kill Mu Xiaoxiao. There is no doubt about it. She firmly believed that otherwise Xiaoxiao would not die suddenly for no reason. With that beautiful smile on Mu Xiaoxiao's face, she felt her whole heart ache.

Xiao Xiao died, just like that.

He obviously said that he wanted to give me warmth before, but he died like this in the next second.

The raging fire of hatred burned her soul, her heart.

She wants revenge!This time, it was not for himself, but for Xiaoxiao!

revenge!Take revenge on these servants!

kill them! ! !

"Roar--!"

Feeling the anger and hatred of the master, the dragons flying densely in the sky roared, and the roar was earth-shattering.

She is the Witch of the Dragon, the purpose of her birth is revenge, she exists for revenge!

I'm really sorry, Xiaoxiao, although I really want to experience the beauty and warmth of this world and feel a happy life, but...in a world without you, I will never be able to experience the existence of warmth No, there will be no happy life.

Holding Mu Xiaoxiao's cold, pale face, kissed him lightly on the corner of his mouth, looked at him tenderly, and after a while, carefully placed his body on the back of a giant dragon, turned around The body, the terrifying magic power turned into flames, and the tenderness in the corners of the eyes had disappeared.

Instead, it was endlessly cold.

"Revenge of the Dragon Witch, let's begin!!!"

No matter how the black Joan of Arc explodes in the small universe, it is impossible to be the opponent of so many followers, but if these giant dragons are added, then it is uncertain.

The roaring dragons roared, as if they wanted to vent the anger and hatred deep in their master's heart, and rushed over.

"how so......"

For Hei Zhen's revenge over there, Joan of Arc didn't notice anything, or she couldn't see those things anymore, and only Mu Xiaoxiao's figure contained them in her sight.

It's a pity that that figure was already lying there, completely breathless, and turned into a cold corpse.

Looking at the corpse, Jeanne seemed to lose all her strength in an instant, and the strength in her body was emptied. In addition to disbelief, there was an indescribable grief in her eyes, and she felt that her whole body was full of heart-piercing tears. The pain in the lungs and the surging despair of the hopeless Joan of Arc are no less than that of Hei Zhen.

Even though she lost her memory and everything about Mu Xiaoxiao, at this moment, seeing such a scene, she knew exactly what she had lost.

I lost the most important things, the most important people.

"Hmm..." I couldn't help stretching out my hand to cover my stomach, feeling that my body was collapsing. Although this was just an illusion, it was so clear and profound.

Joan of Arc was kneeling on the ground, her long blond hair seemed a little messy, her body was trembling slightly, her head was lowered, her face hidden in the darkness couldn't see the specific expression clearly, but at that time, there was a slight whimper sound from time to time, which showed that everything.

"Roar!!!"

"boom--!!!"

Hei Zhen turned grief and anger into flames of vengeance, and the densely packed army of dragons exuded terrifying power. Even those servants felt tremendous pressure.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

Karna dodged these violent magic powers, frowned, and tilted his head slightly, he received the signal to retreat.

Now that the overall situation is settled, Heizhen wants to kill them to take revenge, but these servants don't need to fight anymore. After taking a deep look at the terrifying dragon group and Heizhen, Karna nodded, and Achilles and the others are ready to retreat.

Not only them, Black's servants were also preparing to retreat, and if it continued, it would be just a meaningless battle. All the servants retreated, only Vlad III who turned into a monster was an exception.

Vlad III still doesn't seem to want to give up the Great Grail, and has no plans to retreat.

"Exactly..."