2680: Fallen Youth (2)

Fallen Youth (2)

"The twelve devil generals are all here today, just in time to settle our debt." Shen Yanxiao narrowed her eyes and looked at the twelve devil generals standing opposite her. This was the first time they had confronted the twelve devil generals since the start of the war.2

At Shen Yanxiao's side, the Dragon God, Shen Siyu, Lan Fengli, Qi Xia, Yang Xi, Doudou, the Elf King, Mengmeng Qi, Yaksha and Xi Yan fought alongside her.

Eleven figures faced the devil generals head-on!

Yan Di looked at the human girl standing at the forefront. In this battle, Satan had issued a death order.

He wanted them to bring back the leader of mankind, Shen Yanxiao, alive.

"Shen Yanxiao?" Yan Di looked at the extraordinary girl.

Shen Yanxiao shrugged her shoulders. She was not interested in talking nonsense with Yan Di. She was already looking to the other side. The moment they arrived, Yan Yu and Tang Nazhi had already rushed towards Li Xiaowei.

Just looking at Li Xiaowei sitting on the ground covered in blood, the anger in Shen Yanxiao's heart began to burn.

Yan Yu and Tang Nazhi rushed to Li Xiaowei's side as fast as they could. Yan Yu immediately released healing magic to envelop Li Xiaowei. Tang Nazhi hugged Li Xiaowei, who was covered in blood, and his eyes were filled with fear.

In a short span of ten minutes, his brother had turned into a bloody man!

Tang Nazhi could not believe what he had seen.

"Ah-Yu, save him…" Tang Nazhi's voice trembled and boundless fear spread throughout his body. He had never been so afraid of anything. Even when fighting against the devil generals, he did not have the slightest fear. But now, his entire soul was trembling with fear and his throat seemed to be stuck. He could not breathe at all.

Yan Yu continuously released healing spells, but soon, he stopped what he was doing and slowly lowered his head, his shoulders trembling slightly.

"Ah Yu! Save him! Save my brother!!" Tang Nazhi looked at Yan Yu in horror, and his widened eyes were filled with fear.

Yan Yu lowered his head in silence and suppressed groans overflowed from his mouth.

"Ah Yu!" Tang Nazhi impatiently pushed Yan Yu's shoulders. The moment Yan Yu raised his head, he saw a pale face covered with tears.

"Nazhi, Xiao… Xiaowei… he…" Yan Yu's voice was broken, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face.

Tang Nazhi glared at Yan Yu.

"Xiaowei is gone…" Yan Yu could not help but cry out loud. He continuously released healing spells, but he did not get any response. Li Xiaowei, who was lying in Tang Nazhi's arms, had already lost his soul.

After Yan Di and others arrived, the young man sitting in a pool of blood had not moved an inch…

"You lied to me! My brother won't die! He promised to wait for me to come back!!" Tang Nazhi could not accept this result at all. He hugged Li Xiaowei, who was covered in blood, in his arms. Li Xiaowei's body was still warm, and his face under the blood stains was so familiar. How could he be dead?

That was impossible!

"My brother is only severely injured. Xiaoxiao must have a way to save him!" Tang Nazhi did not say anything else to Yan Yu. He carried Li Xiaowei on his back and dashed towards Shen Yanxiao as fast as he could.

Yan Yu fell to the ground, sobbing.

Shen Yanxiao stood rooted on the spot as she looked at Tang Nazhi who had gone crazy and carried Li Xiaowei who was covered in blood. His expression was extremely saddening.

An ominous premonition rose in Shen Yanxiao's heart, but she did not dare to think about it…

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