Mozun, she came across from the Nvzun country

Chapter 570 Six Years War 10
When Wuxin was about to jump down the city gate, Qiutong stopped Wuxin and said, "You stay, I'll go."

After finishing speaking, Qiutong jumped off the city gate.

Wu Xin frowned, her illusion skills were indeed far inferior to Ye Chen and Qiu Tong.

The master gave Qingjun the supreme status, sent Jiangxue to protect Qingjun every step of the way, and sent the most outstanding mentor to teach Qingjun, grant illusions and strategies, and even give Qingjun real power. If there is anything wrong with Qingjun, the consequences will be disastrous.

The sky was gloomy, the battlefield was filled with dust and dust, and the soldiers and horses were choking so hard that they couldn't breathe.

Nangongchen immediately dispatched a few illusionists with advanced ice control skills to disperse the dust.

Suddenly, the long-awaited person finally arrived.

Qiongying and Feng Feili rode their horses, dismounted and boarded the city gate.

"Master." Wuxin stepped forward to greet him.

"Where is Qingjun?" Qiongying looked at the battlefield.

"On the battlefield, Jiangxue has already gone down to look for..." Before Wuxin finished speaking, Qiongying had disappeared.

Nangong Chen frowned, what Wuxin said just now might not be an exaggeration.

"What's wrong with Qingjun?" Feng Feili showed worry on his face, Qiongying doted on Qingjun so much, even if he didn't like Qingjun, he didn't want anything wrong with Qingjun.

"It's just dust, don't worry." Dongfang Jingao boldly concluded that Qingjun is absolutely fine.

The soldiers of the two armies are still fighting, holding their weapons tightly in their hands, and can only see the scenery around them. If they are not careful, they may hurt themselves or kill themselves.

Rumbling, cracks kept appearing on the ground, and sand was constantly raised.

The few living dead remained motionless, but kept improving their earth control skills.

After Qingjun fell off his horse, he was chased by two Dongyue lieutenants. After two moves, Qingjun knew that he was no match for the enemy, and wanted to leave the battlefield, but he couldn't see the direction.

Suddenly, a bitter cold wind howled, wrapped in sharp icicles, and brushed away the oncoming sand and dust. The sand and dust dispersed instantly, and the sight gradually became clear.

ah!The two Dongyue lieutenants suddenly screamed, their bodies fell out without warning, and disappeared into the dust.

Before Qing Jun could react, he suddenly fell into an embrace, and she hugged him tightly with both hands, and he naturally knew it was her.

Qingjun was ecstatic, and when he was about to stretch out his arms to hug her tightly, his whole body became stiff suddenly, and the raging joy in his heart instantly shattered into pieces.

"Lingjun, don't be afraid..."

The flames of war raged, and the voice was buried in the sound of fighting.

The sand and dust dissipated, as if the fog had been lifted, and the vision was finally clear and clear.

Qingjun's face was pale, his head was leaning stiffly on her shoulder, his eyes were full of horror watching the killing in front of him, his eyes were full of blood and scarlet.

He heard it so clearly, her voice was so soft and tender like never before.

However, her embrace was so cold that he seemed to be in a world of ice and snow.

Listen to you, listen to you, listen to you...

I am not listening to you.

Qingjun's eyes were out of focus, his pale lips moved slightly, and finally he couldn't say a word, he was so frightened that he couldn't make a sound.

In the middle of the battlefield, the two embracing each other remained motionless, the purple clothes and the red clothes were entangled.

Wuxin and the others looked at the center of the battlefield, and couldn't help but be surprised, Qingjun was injured?
"Master." Ye Chen and Qiu Tong came immediately.

Qiongying was indifferent, and suddenly opened his eyes, the deep eyes were like a desert, only endless darkness, the floating emotions gradually calmed down, staring at Qingjun intently.

Qingjun felt chills all over his body, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of crystal clear water, tremblingly reflecting her figure.

"Qingjun, are you injured?" Qiongying let him go gently.

Qingjun moved his lips, but he still couldn't make a sound. Finally, he shook his head stiffly. He was not injured, but it was bitingly cold.

"Go back." Qiongying withdrew her gaze and looked in the direction of the city gate.

Qing Jun nodded stiffly, but as if all the strength had been taken away from his whole body, his feet were unable to move a step.

"What's wrong?" Qiongying asked softly.

"I, I can't walk..." Qing Jun's voice was weak and trembling.

"Hold me tight." Qiong Ying stretched her hand around his waist, leading him away against the wind.

Jiangxue and Yechen Qiutong followed closely, Qing Jun didn't seem to be injured, but seemed to be frightened.

(End of this chapter)