Foreign female military division: the marshal's little favorite wife

Christopher's waterfall-like long hair fell down, and the hair swayed gently over Qian Fengqian's face like willows in spring, and Qian Fengqian's heart was in pain again, as painful as a knife.Happiness again, happiness is like a little flower under the willow tree that is protected, loved and loved.

Qian Fengqian exclaimed, "Christopher!"

Christopher frowned slightly, trying to condense his fighting spirit to control the spread of the toxin on his arm, but he didn't expect the poison to be so powerful!It can actually destroy the condensation of his grudge.

Bursts of severe pain tore Christopher's nerves, but his face was understated. To him, the heart-piercing pain seemed like a slight bite by a mosquito.

Regardless of the danger of the frost poison invading his body, Christopher forcibly activated the battle energy in his body, and the golden light shone around him, setting him off like a shining golden Buddha.

Qian Fengqian looked at her with eyes of deep admiration, with deep intolerance and deep distress in her heart, but she was powerless and could only watch as Christopher acted desperately in front of her. , Regardless of life and death!

Under the bright moonlight, Christopher's wild temperament like a lion is fully revealed. His perfect figure and toned muscles are like a mountain peak. His demeanor is so noble and lofty. King of all beings!High nose bridge, graceful chin, slightly raised lips, long and thick eyelashes covering deep and charming eyes like a starry sky.

Christopher raised his hands and brushed his long hair back. Suddenly, the long hair on his head was like a silver snake baring its teeth and claws in the strong wind, which made the gentle man reveal his arrogant, domineering, and fierce side. At this time, He is Shura from hell, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Christopher, who desperately protects a woman, is so fascinating. At this time, even if he does not have a noble status, even if he does not have a respected status, even if he does not have a peerless cultivation, he can still drive women crazy. It can also make Qianfengqian's heart ache when she sees love.

The golden sword was slowly pulled out from the scabbard, a sword that condensed Christopher's lifelong cultivation—the honor of the paladin came out in one blow, the Frost Lich was already seriously injured, how could he resist it? Living in Christopher is almost a sword that kills everything?

The Frost Lich's magic shield instantly shattered, and a mouthful of bleak blood spewed out wildly. He still had a gloomy smile on his face, and said intermittently:

"Christopher, the poison of frost has invaded your body, you can no longer live."

Christopher's face was resolute, and he said decisively: "Even if I die, I want you to be buried with me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took a gentle look at Qian Fengqian, with a joyful smile on his face, and then he jumped up, his body glowing with golden light.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the Frost Lich laughed loudly and said, "I won't be so stupid as to die with the dying person, Christopher, farewell! Haha..."

After saying that, the Frost Lich's jet-black robe lifted up, turning into a black shadow and floating towards the sky.

The frost poison in Christopher's body was extremely poisonous, and he insisted on relying on the last bit of willpower. At this time, the powerful enemy retreated, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The last willpower in his body dissipated, and the whole person slowly fell limp and paralyzed. ...