Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling Chapter 954: The sun rises in the east, and the emperor bestows a red bow (49)

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On the edge of the territory of the Monster Clan and the Witch Clan, wars began to break out one after another. Several times when Tong Su returned to the Heavenly Court, he would see the Nine Heavens Xuannv, dressed in blood-soaked armor, coming and going in a tired manner.

Jiuying suffered even more unclear injuries. He refused to be bandaged, and he was bragging to others with his head, half of which was almost charred, exposed:

"This is called manly spirit! I discounted one of Kuafu's hands, and he only has two hands. I have nine heads. In comparison, I made a profit!"

Bai Ze complained: "He won't die if he breaks his arm, but he will die if you burn his head."

"When I'm not so busy anymore, I'll go and heal myself. What's there to be afraid of?"

"Okay, you just have to figure it out yourself."

Tong Su was unwilling to give up, but in this ancient world where powerful people gathered together, with her cultivation and status, she was unable to make any intervention in the historical process, or even join the battlefield.

With the special restrictions of this mission world, she had no access to future plot information, and she didn’t even know how Di Jun and others would fall.

I wanted to warn them to be safe, but when I thought about it carefully, it was all nonsense.

She had no choice but to practice harder and harder in Tang Valley. After refining all the golden elixir fruits eaten by the Wa Palace and her party, and becoming more and more advanced, Tong Su was no longer willing to stay in Tang Valley in vain.

After talking to Jinwu several times, he finally got him to agree to take her to patrol the ancient sky.

"Is the Zhongdian so high? I have never flown up here."

Tong Su was quite curious when she got on Xihe's Royal Sun Golden Car. This time it was Tianlang's turn to travel with her.

They all have similar looks, but Sirius has more of a sinister, ferocious and warlike temperament at the corners of his brows and eyes.

"There isn't much going on on the road. Basically, I'm just sitting in a car and patrolling the sky. You need to sleep for a while. I got up early today. It's very boring in the sky."

Tong Su lay on his chest, and he rubbed the top of her head with his chin.

Yinyou was worried and asked Tianlang to bring several pillows to Tongsu. The down stuffed in the pillows were all fallen feathers of the Golden Crow. They felt warm and soft. Tianlang placed the pillows in the car. , the two of them crowded together and lay on it.

Compared to everyone, Tong Su felt most distressed for Tianlang.

His gloomy and cold temperament always reminded Tong Su of Wu Ming. In that world, he had been stripped, skinned, horned and deboned, fell from a dragon to a snake, and his screams when he lost control were still in her heart. The lingering haze.

Sirius thought this trip was just a way to relax, but he didn't expect that not long after the Royal Sun Gold Car left, he could faintly hear the sound of killing coming from the ground. Before Sirius could block the sound, Tong Su had already been taken away from his dream. Wake up with a start.

"What happened?"

Sirius wrote lightly: "There's someone fighting down there. It's okay. We'll be there in a while. You can sleep a little longer."

Tong Su shook his head and looked down regardless of his obstruction. His face suddenly turned cold and his eyes were full of anger: "You keep walking, I'll go down there!"

On the ground, more than a dozen great witches howled and drove away a group of demon cubs. The cubs were too young to transform into human forms and were trampled and torn wantonly.

The cats, dogs, and rabbits were in extremely miserable condition. They were covered in injuries, and there was blood dripping on the ground. They screamed but were unable to escape, and they were unable to escape. They were maliciously tortured by the witch and were dying.

From time to time, a little guy as big as a palm would be picked up by the big witch, skinned alive in two or three strokes, and then stuffed into the mouth of the big witch...