C2241 The God of Death Is Coming Again
When the turmoil in the Sacred Temple was gradually pacified, the Dragonhorn Peak in the western suburbs was still in a chaotic battle because it was too far away from the Jing Capital.
Shangguan Wangxuan knew the strategic nature of the Dragonhorn Peak, and that was to never let Dongfang Longqi walk out of this mountain.
If they let Dongfang Longqi mobilize the Flame Army, their operation would fail very quickly.
Therefore, Shangguan Wangxuan had mobilized almost the same number of men that went to Sacred Temple. Even if they couldn't conquer the Dragonhorn Peak, they had to hold Dongfang Longqi back.
Therefore, even though the disciples of the Dongfang Family were brave and fearless, they were gradually unable to withstand the endless Ancient Clan People tide.
The battle that was originally at a stalemate halfway up the mountain had also gradually weakened due to the prolonged battle.
Dongfang Ningyun's face was already covered in blood. It was hard to tell whether she was the enemy or herself.
Countless times, she waved the Red Leaves Burning, causing her exhausted hands to almost lose consciousness.
Her vision blurred. Due to her overexertion of strength, she could not stop feeling dizzy.
"Girl, back off first!"
Dongfang Longqi saw Dongfang Ningyun's condition and shouted at her.
But Dongfang Ningyun clenched her teeth tightly and said, "Grandfather, I, I can still persist!"
Suddenly, Dongfang Ningyun was careless and was cut in the arm by a sword from the side by a Ancient Clan People during the chaotic battle.
"Hiss -"
Dongfang Ningyun was in pain. She did not hold the red leaf in her hand tightly and it flew out of her hand.
"Kill her!"
When the surrounding Ancient Clan People saw Dongfang Ningyun reveal a weakness, they immediately surrounded her with killing intent.
"Oh no!"
Dongfang Longqi quickly ordered the other disciples to go and provide support. However, the Ancient Clan People also saw Dongfang Ningyun's important position and dragged the other Dongfang Family disciples out of the way, not letting them have the chance to provide support.
"Are they going to die?"
Dongfang Ningyun stood on the mountain path, swaying unsteadily. She looked at the ferocious faces that were getting closer and closer.
She took a light breath. The smell of blood came from her nose.
At this moment of life and death, Dongfang Ningyun did not think about her past in the Flame Army or how many military achievements she had made...
It was the time she spent in Bailu City.
It was a young man who made people's teeth itch but felt inexplicably at ease when he laughed.
She still remembered the first thing she asked Dongfang Longqi when she was transferred back to the family was when she would be able to return to Bailu City.
At that time, Dongfang Longqi revealed a meaningful smile and teased her, "Our little dragon girl has grown up."
Dongfang Ningyun vaguely remembered that the day Dongfang Longqi secretly hid all the cigarettes on the mountain, she was so embarrassed and angry that she threw them away.
"Sigh..."
With a complicated sigh, Dongfang Ningyun slowly closed her eyes and prepared to welcome the arrival of death.
At this moment, a familiar voice came into her ears.2
"Silly child, red leaf fever is not used like this."
Dongfang Ningyun suddenly opened her eyes.
Unknowingly, a thin figure stood in front of her.
Her silver hair danced in the wind.
Although she was not dressed in battle attire, her entire body exuded a terrifying aura of a war god.
"Grandmistress!"
Dongfang Ningyun cried out in pleasant surprise.
At this critical moment, the female god of slaughter whose name shook the Flame Army, Dongfang Muxue miraculously appeared on the battlefield.
"Although I'm no longer a member of the Dongfang Family, I can't allow a group of brats to behave atrociously in a place where I once lived!"
Dongfang Muxue's sharp gaze swept around, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped by a few degrees.
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