"Could this be the big boss of Lion Ridge that the guy called Hou Zi mentioned? Did it discover the lion pride was killed and come for revenge?"
Su Jiu felt she was already exhausted. The continuous battles in such a short time had nearly drained all her fighting spirit. Taking a deep breath, she still got up to dodge.
"Its target shouldn't be me alone, right?"
Before long, she was carrying Hungry Ghost and running to a grove several hundred meters away. Feeling it was safe enough, she turned back to look from afar.
But she discovered that the mountain-sized one-eyed Wild Plains Lion was staring directly at her, its crimson eye flashing with a familiar hint of mockery.
"Is it the parent of that mutated Wild Plains Lion? Damn, for some reason, I've been targeted."
Su Jiu immediately understood, her heart filled with terror. Seeing the other party about to unleash its attack, she immediately wanted to flee again, but obviously her speed wasn't enough to escape.
"Whoosh!" A tremendous sound of cutting through air rang out from the sky.
Purple breath even stronger than before descended directly from the sky, smashing toward Su Jiu. If the previous breath was like a giant high-pressure water gun, then this thing was a tornado carrying destructive aura.
The tornado breath's speed was comparable to sound, reaching Su Jiu's head in an instant. Su Jiu's face turned deathly pale in a flash, only able to watch helplessly as the breath swept toward her. She could already see her hair strands slightly curling up.
Unable to resist!
About to die!
......
"It's that Wild Plains Lion overlord!"
"Su Jiu......"
"Sister......"
Even the Linchuan people several thousand meters away could feel the power it represented. Just looking at the impact force, they felt no one could survive that. The two of them were most likely......
Dead, right?
There was no village after the dark willows and bright flowers.
Thinking of this, everyone showed sorrowful expressions. For a moment, melancholy emotions surged among them. Regardless of what their fathers were—soldiers or doctors—they were just seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers, and mourning for heroes was the only thing they could do.
A Dun turned back again. He stopped slightly, his gaze carrying a trace of sadness, and beneath the sadness was deep respect.
It was they who used their lives to buy them time, otherwise that priest who had defected to the Ancient God Cult would have definitely killed them all.
Taking a deep breath, he brought his legs together, his expression solemn as he slowly raised his right hand and saluted. His tall body stood like an iron tower, motionless.
Xiao Yun sighed once, then raised her head and loudly said to everyone: "Everyone being able to live is entirely thanks to them. Please observe a moment of silence for them!"
No one objected, and no one spoke. Everyone expressed their gratitude in scattered ways. Some girls couldn't bear it and cried softly. Perhaps at this moment, a person had taken residence in their hearts.
A little girl who looked gentle and weak, yet unexpectedly brave.
They remembered her name—Su Jiu!
Zhang Xinyu stood a thousand meters away, her gaze vacant as she stared at the forest ahead that had been mostly destroyed. She had just witnessed Su Jiu's petite figure being eroded and destroyed by that breath.
After a moment of silence, she slowly raised her fist, placed it on her right shoulder, and bowed slightly. This was the highest respect a Dragon Hunter could show to a fellow practitioner.
Sighing, she looked at the giant lion in the sky that hadn't left yet, patted the big white dog's head, and turned to leave.
This place wasn't safe to linger. She had to leave quickly and report the anomalies that occurred here to the higher-ups.
......
"I'm not injured?"
Su Jiu looked at the white shield covering the outside. The shield's surface had flowing light circulating freely. Her pupils immediately widened as she scanned her surroundings.
Who could save her under such an attack?
"Junior, you are very brave and very strong. You are the person this lord has been looking for." An aged voice suddenly rang out behind her. She turned to look, her pupils trembling slightly.
What a beautiful white deer!
Is that Lord Flowing Moon?!
She could only see it strolling among the green grass, its hoofbeats like striking jade, its posture graceful, revealing a mysterious power within its elegance.
This was definitely War King-level strength!
Su Jiu swallowed, and though she already had her suspicions, she asked in a small voice: "Are you Lord Flowing Moon?"
"A modest title given by the world. You may call me so." The white deer spoke lightly, then its gaze looked directly at the giant Night Plains Lion above. Several crescent-shaped giant sword qi suddenly condensed above its head.
"Cangshan, you old thing, daring to cause trouble in White Deer Plain—are you tired of living?" The white deer's voice was cold with a trace of disdain.
"Flowing Moon, when you returned from the west a hundred years ago, you were already severely injured. Now you're nothing more than a dying body, yet you still dare obstruct me?" The giant lion called Cangshan actually spoke, its equally aged roar stirring up waves of air pressure, making the entire forest tremble.
Unlike Lord Flowing Moon's gentleness, his voice was filled with violent rage, giving the feeling of a volcano about to erupt.
"This person killed my offspring. If you obstruct me, I'll slaughter you along with them!"
Though the words were spoken with great momentum, Cangshan Lion's single eye showed a trace of fear when looking at Lord Flowing Moon—or more precisely, when looking at the sword qi above Lord Flowing Moon's head.
"Hehe, has Cangshan forgotten how your eye became blind?" Lord Flowing Moon chuckled coldly, his hooves pausing slightly as a pale blue wave shock spread in all directions.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Several intense sounds of cutting through air rang out.
Those floating sword qi blades suddenly charged forward as if receiving instructions, spinning in the air like silver discs—gorgeous yet extremely dangerous.
Cangshan Lion's single eye saw these approaching sword qi and immediately showed a flash of terror. It quickly turned and fled, its two pairs of purple flesh wings suddenly flapping.
You could let it brag in front of those low-level opponents, but in a real fight, how could it be a match for an old-school War King like Lord Flowing Moon?
Cursing inwardly, that idiot Lin Feng still had the alchemical equipment on him, but damn it, he died directly.
How was it supposed to fight with its head?!
In the blink of an eye, Su Jiu could only see the other party's distant figure. While marveling at its swift speed, she turned to look at Lord Flowing Moon beside her.
Clearly it was so powerful—why would the other party say it was severely injured?
Lord Flowing Moon noticed Su Jiu's gaze. It gently walked to Su Jiu's side, looking at her with very appreciative eyes: "To fight against a War General with a Warrior's body—you have her shadow. She was also so magnificent in those days......"
Speaking of the latter part, Lord Flowing Moon's eyes showed a trace of sadness, as if reminiscing about something.
"Magnificent? That young general was a woman?"
Su Jiu keenly caught this word. She knew who Lord Flowing Moon was referring to, just hadn't thought that such a young general who had achieved great military merits was a woman.
"Mm, though Jingzi was a woman, among you humans she was stronger than many powerful ones, earning the position of young general to guard a region. This lord was conquered by her swordsmanship back then."
During their conversation, Lord Flowing Moon turned around and slowly began to float upward. In just a few breaths, its form had already reached mid-air. "Follow this lord to a place. This lord will bestow upon you, Junior, a great fortune."