Dressed as a super rare female, licked by countless big guys

With the power of faith surging in his body, this barrier was useless to Wen You and could be shattered into pieces with a wave of his hand.

But she thought of the man's pale face and his embarrassed figure staggering away, and was a little worried that she would cause him to be attacked back. What if he was in a critical moment of fighting with Shi...

Wen You clenched the scales in her palm, trying to use her mental power to explore his current situation.

However, the battlefield was too far away, and coupled with the chaotic energy fluctuations, it was very difficult to distinguish.

Wen You could only use the vague contractual contact to make sure that nothing happened to him for the time being.

But Nangong Shi will be in trouble sooner or later. Most of the power of faith has been given to Wen You. He is just an ordinary orc now and has absolutely no ability to fight against God Slayer.

Sitting there and waiting for death is not a solution. Wen Youxin made up her mind and was about to break the defense, but the thin energy shield suddenly shattered and turned into nothingness before her eyes.

At the same time, a taut string in his brain completely broke, the world seemed to be silent for a moment, and Wen You looked at his palm blankly.

The scales lost their luster and became like a piece of rusty scrap metal, and she could not sense Nangong Shi's presence.

The ensuing energy waves exploded layer by layer, the surrounding ground shook, and the towering buildings swayed and collapsed, turning into a large area of ​​ruins in the blink of an eye.

Wen You shuttled between the broken walls, dodged the falling walls, and flew towards the center of the wave at maximum speed.

But it's still a step too late.

The originally luxurious and solemn imperial palace was now covered with twisted building materials and broken stones, mixed with smelly and blurry flesh and blood, making it impossible to tell whether it was the body of the God Killer or Zhang San.

The air was filled with smoke that had not yet dissipated, and it looked dark red like a blood mist. Every breath I took seemed to suck those tiny particles of blood and flesh into my lungs.

The sky was getting gloomy. It was only mid-October, but soft snowflakes as fine as goose feathers began to float down the Soul-Slaying Star. The gray color looked very dirty.

Wen You walked forward on the uneven stones, taking one deep step and one shallow step, and was almost tripped by the horizontal steel bars.

Everything happened so fast that it was hard for people to react.

"Yu?"

"Zhang San?"

"...Nangong Shi?"

Wen You's slightly trembling voice echoed over the empty ruins, but no one responded for a long time.

Suddenly, she discovered an unreasonably large gap under a corner of the wall.

Fearing that it might cause a secondary collapse, Wen You did not dare to transform into a beast and dig around, but carefully moved away the rocks that were pressing on top.

Until a small hole was dug out, a white and slender hand suddenly stretched out from it, with scratches and mud on it.

Wen You quickly grabbed his wrist, and unskillfully used the power of faith to put on a protective shield, speeding up the digging process, and finally pulled the man up.

"Nangong..."

The thin boy wiped the mud off his face, revealing a well-behaved and pretty face. His eyes, as black as ink, rolled a few times and two lines of tears rolled out.

"Sister Fairy, you come to save me again..."

He remembered being locked in a crystal coffin, and it was this beautiful sister who released him. However, he was only conscious for a short while before he fainted again from the pain.

The young boy was half a head taller than Wen You. He hugged her and whimpered, like a pitiful little animal.

Wen You originally wanted to push him away, but when she thought about the fact that she was also covered in blood and dirt, she let him hug her.

"Why are you the only one here? Where are the others? The three Soul-Slaying Generals and your brother? Where are they?"

Seeing that Nangong Jin was safe and sound, Wen You breathed a sigh of relief, and his cold heart began beating again.

The weakest underage Seventh Prince is still alive, Zhang San...Nangong Shi must be fine.

Nangong Jin sniffed, buried his chin in her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice with fear, "Fairy Sister, they are all dead, dead, in Walmart's stomach, turned into corpse water..."

As soon as he woke up, he fell straight into the bloody mouth, and then watched the other three people wailing in pain as they were corroded into minced meat by stomach acid, with not even a bone left.

He was embarrassed to talk about what happened next, because the little prince, who had been pampered since childhood, was so frightened that he fainted again.

Wen You didn't hear the point, "What about your brother?"

Nangong Jin shook his head in confusion, "My brother? Ever since my second brother had a mental breakdown, I have no brother."

His father had many imperial concubines, and including those without official titles, he had dozens of blood-related brothers.

But Nangong Jin only recognized his second brother, because he was the only one who treated him and his mother well. He was not like his other brothers who bullied his mother because she was pretty.

Wen You wanted to say something, but a group of well-trained, armed guards quickly surrounded them, and the scarred captain in the lead shouted loudly -

"How dare you! Capture these two terrorists who launched the attack!"

Hearing this, Nangong Jin wiped away his tears in a few seconds, turned around, and the gentle expression on his pretty face suddenly turned cold and solemn. He said in a deep voice, "Who dares to take this prince?"

Even though he was still a minor, the SS-class male was superior to the A-class Captain Scar. He knelt down and saluted, "I am late in protecting you, Your Highness the Seventh Prince, please forgive me."

The guards knelt on the ground in unison.

The Seventh Prince is the Seventh Prince in name only, but ever since Emperor Shahun was beaten to death by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suffered a mental breakdown, he has been the prince most capable of taking on important responsibilities.

After General Walmart came to power, he killed all the other incompetent princes with thundering means and only supported the Seventh Prince. Anyone with a little bit of insight knew that this prince should not be offended.

Captain Scar secretly glanced at Wen You. The female's clothes were different from others. He was suspicious and said, "Seventh Prince, this female may have..."

"have what?"

Nangong Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was a little similar to Nangong Shi's when he was cold. "She is the Seventh Imperial Concubine I have chosen, and she is also the future Empress. How dare you doubt her?"

Captain Scar hurriedly shook his head and put on a flattering face, "I dare not, I want to say that the Seventh Princess and you look like a couple."

Nangong Jin then curled the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a harmless smile.

He asked Captain Scar for an umbrella, opened it himself, and mostly covered Wen You with it, letting the snowflakes fall on his shoulders.

"Sister Fairy, don't pay attention to them, they are just a bunch of stubborn slaves, shall we go?"

Wen You shook his head and refused, "I have saved you twice after all. Ask them to find more people to dig up the ruins. There may be people underneath."

Nangong Jin agreed readily, "No problem, whatever Sister Fairy says is fine."

"You guys, why don't you find someone to dig it out? If anyone I'm looking for dies in there, I'll chop off your heads and kick them like balls."

Captain Scar was about to stand up and wave his men away, but out of the corner of his eye he saw the Seventh Prince make a gesture, a secret code that only the Royal Guards and members of the royal family understood - kill without mercy.

Does the Seventh Prince want to save people or kill people?

As smart as Captain Scar is, he still can't figure out his master's intentions at this time, so he should dig the person out and then ask the Seventh Prince for instructions...

wow-

Suddenly, there was a sound of rolling earth and rocks behind him, the ground shook violently, and a silver-white figure broke out of the ground, holding a black snake as big as a loach in its hand.

"Sister? You're calling me that so intimately. His Highness Shi hasn't even died yet, but some people are eager to usurp the throne?"