The widow becomes a fairy, and the time-traveling girl counterattacks and becomes the queen

"Let her go!" Zhao Haoxuan felt like his heart was being cut by a knife!

He roared angrily, and the terrifying aura of the Saint Realm burst out from his body. The golden spiritual power rose like a flame, and he was about to pounce on him regardless of everything!

The red-robed Saint grabbed Wang Xinyao's wrist and held her tightly beside him. Facing the furious Zhao Haoxuan, he just sneered even more coldly.

"Oh? You've actually broken through to the Saint Realm? This actually surprises me. Given time, it might not be impossible for you to catch up with me.

But…” He changed the subject, his tone full of teasing and threats: “Now, do you dare to do it?”

His free hand casually pointed at the terrifying hurricane that was still raging overhead but was stubbornly blocked by the Wind-Fixing Crystal Core Shield.

"As long as you remove this shield and drain your spiritual power to fight this Holy Son, your 100,000-strong army will be blown away without a trace by this divine wind in an instant!"

His eyes, hidden in the shadows, shot out two cold rays of light, locking onto Zhao Haoxuan with cruel amusement.

"This Saint Son is very curious, Crown Prince Xia, will you choose to protect these 100,000 lives?

Or choose... you, this delicate little widow? Hmm?"

The "hmm" was drawn out very long, full of malicious ridicule.

"You... despicable!" Zhao Haoxuan's whole body shook violently, and his golden spiritual power fluctuated violently, showing his extreme anger and struggle in his heart.

He stared at the red-robed Saint, his eyes red.

"Brother Zhao! Don't worry about me! Protect the army! I have my own way! I will be fine!" Wang Xinyao struggled hard and shouted at Zhao Haoxuan.

She endured the pain of her meridians being eroded by the alien force and tried to mobilize the spiritual power in her body to resist, but the power of the Red Robe Saint was like an abyss, suppressing her firmly.

"Okay, this Saint Son doesn't have time to play this boring decision-making game with you!" The red-robed Saint Son obviously lost his patience.

Today he used divine power far beyond what this world allows, and he might be tracked down by the inspectors of the divine world at any time, which would be a real disaster.

If possible, he really wanted to kill the Crown Prince of Xia in front of him, but now he had to leave immediately!

Before he finished speaking, the red-robed Saint suddenly tightened his grip on Wang Xinyao's hand and quickly formed a seal with his other hand.

A ball of thick black and red light suddenly enveloped the two of them!

“Xinyao…!!!”

Zhao Haoxuan let out a desperate roar and rushed forward desperately!

However, it was too late!

The red light flashed for only a moment, so fast that it exceeded the limits of vision.

The moment Zhao Haoxuan rushed over, the red light, along with the red-robed Saint Son and Wang Xinyao, disappeared without a trace, leaving only dust swept up by the strong wind.

"lady…!"

Zhou Yunxi and the soldiers nearby who witnessed this scene all cried out in grief and anger.

The lady who was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea and had repeatedly created miracles in their eyes was forcibly abducted by the devil right before their eyes!

Many tough men couldn't help but have tears in their eyes at this moment, clenched their fists, and dug their nails deep into their palms.

The fierce wind on the battlefield, without the continuous control of the Red Robe Saint and suppressed by the Wind-Fixing Crystal Core, finally gradually weakened.

Zhao Haoxuan still maintained the light shield, like a stone statue without a soul, standing stiffly in place, staring at the place where Wang Xinyao disappeared, his eyes empty, filled with boundless pain and despair.

The speed of the red-robed Holy Son was so fast that he didn't even have time to choose!

This feeling of powerlessness made him collapse more than any pain.

The strong wind raged for nearly an hour before it completely subsided.

The sky returned to its gray and dead silence, leaving only the mess on the ground, the suppressed sobs of the soldiers, and the laughter and cursing of Wo Liezhong on the city wall.

When the wind completely stopped, Zhao Haoxuan felt as if all his strength had been drained away. His body swayed, and the light of the Wind-Fixing Crystal Core in his hand dimmed instantly.

The huge green shield dissipated silently.

He could no longer hold on, and with a plop, he collapsed to the ground in despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

Zhou Yunxi suppressed her grief and was the first to rush forward, firmly supporting Zhao Haoxuan's body as he was about to fall.

"Your Highness! You must cheer up! You can't fall down! Madam... Madam is blessed with good fortune, and she will definitely be able to turn misfortune into good fortune! Think about home, there are still the little prince and the little princess waiting for you and Madam to return!"

His voice was hoarse as he tried to find a reason to wake up his main force: "And! Your Highness! We must send this news back to the camp as soon as possible to tell the Emperor and Empress of Miao!

"I sense that His Majesty's cultivation is... unfathomable! Perhaps... perhaps only they can rescue the lady! Your Highness! We must return!"

Zhao Haoxuan was shaken hard by Zhou Yunxi, and there seemed to be a slight fluctuation in his empty eyes.

Children...father-in-law and mother-in-law...yes...he can't fall! Xinyao is back!

A faint light struggled to ignite in his dead eyes.

However, just as Zhao Haoxuan and others had not yet withdrawn their troops back to the camp, Chen Qingfeng and Wang Muyun, who were teasing their grandson in the rear camp, suddenly felt a sharp pain in their chest almost at the same time!