The demon vultures were even more frightening and powerful than the flood serpents. They were as fast as lightning and their attacks were incomparably bizarre. If she wanted to survive the encirclement of several hundred demon vultures, the best method was not to dodge, but to kill them as quickly as possible. Thus, her methods had to be faster and more sudden than lightning, more berserk than a tempest.
She silently gazed at the sky filled with vultures, her pure white wings slowly flapping behind her.
Besides the flood serpents and demon vultures, there were assuredly even more powerful monsters in the Plains of the Unsetting Sun, but she could not save her most powerful move for that time.
Without the slightest hesitation, a bright flame appeared in the depths of her eyes, temporarily suppressing even the dark green poison.
Swish swish swish swish! Countless white feathers left the body of the wings, transforming into countless sharp arrows that flew into the sky!
Ten Thousand Feathers of the Phoenix!
The several hundred demon vultures sensed the divine Qi in these white feathers and scattered in panic. The sky returned to its azure blue state.
But those demon vultures could no longer see the sky, because those Phoenix feathers were too fast, even faster than lightning.
The azure sky began to glow with countless specks of holy light.
Those white feathers stabbed into the bodies of the demon vultures like sharp arrows, cleaving through their feathers like sharp blades.
For a moment, the sky was filled with images of severed beaks and severed wings. Countless flowers of blood blossomed like fireworks.
But Xu Yourong no longer paid any attention, no longer glancing at the sky.
At some point, the crystals on the grass began to emit pure and warm rays of light that poured into her body.
She gazed at the surrounding plains and calmly drew the Tong Bow once more.
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The sun in the Plains of the Unsetting Sun did not set, so there was no sunset, but there was dusk, when the sun would turn into a ball of light and the world would be much dimmer.
At dusk, the entire sea of grass would be dyed red. No matter how mournful and unyielding that distant zither music was, the monsters finally retreated. They had come like a tide and left like a tide, instantly vanishing without a trace.
At least thousands of demon beasts had died in the surrounding sea of grass. Most of the corpses were dragged away by demon beasts of other clans or even their own companions as food. But because there were too many of them, there were still many remains of demon beasts in the sea of grass. The dirty blood gradually sank into the mud, and the blood foam left behind by the waves on the edge of the grass pile did not disappear.
The dusky light shone from the distant horizon of the grassland, making the scene seem even more bloody.
Xu Yourong's face was very pale. It was unknown whether it was because of the disgust from what had just happened, or because of her injuries.
The crystals around her had all turned into grayish-white powder, and there was no longer any trace of energy in them.
She slowly put down the Tong Bow and used her fingers to pick up some of the powder from the crystal. She lightly rubbed it between her fingers to relieve the pain and treat the wounds made by the bowstring.
If she didn't have these crystals, she definitely wouldn't be able to repel this beast tide.
In truth, other than the Li Palace, the Imperial Palace, Holy Maiden Peak, and the Longevity Sect, she had never seen so many crystals before.
The number of crystals was truly a little ridiculous.
She gazed at the still sleeping Chen Changsheng and silently thought to herself, the Snow Mountain Sect was indeed worthy of being a sect with ten thousand years of history. Just like their Black Frost Dragon, they truly cared about collecting crystals and precious treasures. This disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect's secret sect was actually able to carry so many crystals with him.
The pure white Phoenix feather had already been retracted into her body. For a short period of time, or even for a long period of time that she could predict the future, she would not be able to use it again. At this moment, she was already exhausted to the extreme. Her True Essence had already been used up, and her blood had already dried up. She had truly reached the state of a lamp without oil. If another enemy appeared, she would undoubtedly die.
She didn't even have the strength to move to the center of the grass pile. She didn't even have the time to take off the longbow from her shoulder. She hugged her knees and sat by the water's edge, allowing the disgusting bloody foam to wet her skirt.
As if there was some sort of connection between them, just when she was at her most helpless, most in need of help, and most in need of rest, Chen Changsheng woke up.
She didn't even turn around to know that he had opened his eyes. She said, "You're awake?"
Although he was in the plains of the Garden of Zhou, not in Xining Village's old temple, nor in the Orthodox Academy, Chen Changsheng still habitually, or perhaps stubbornly, used five breaths of time to calm his mind, and then looked over.
Just by glancing at her from the grass, he felt an intense regret and apology. He realized that he shouldn't have wasted those five breaths of time.
Xu Yourong hugged her knees and sat by the edge of the grass pile. She allowed the bloody foam to slap against her, her figure seemed especially lonely and pitiful.
"Yes, I'm awake." Chen Changsheng stood up and walked towards her. He wanted to walk as fast as possible, but because of the cold of the Black Frost, his body seemed to be frozen stiff.
Xu Yourong still didn't turn her head, because she was already so tired that she didn't even have the strength to turn her head. She softly said, "Then let's change shifts."
After saying this, she slightly turned her body, hugged her knees, and rested her face on them. Just like that, she fell asleep without moving.
Chen Changsheng walked to her side and looked at her tightly closed eyes and snow-white face. He was silent for a while.
He gently untied her longbow, his right hand reached into the crook of her leg, and his left hand supported her shoulder. He lifted her horizontally from the edge of the grass pile that was suffused with bloody foam.
In this process, she did not wake up, nor did her eyelashes blink. When he put her down, she still maintained the position of hugging her knees and sleeping.
The white hair was as good as new, and the clothes were as good as new. A stranger who had not spoken much, who did not even know the other's name, could entrust his entire life to her.
It only depended on what kind of person the other person was, how much trust the other person could give you, and how much trust you were willing to give back.
Up until now, they had not spoken many words, but when he woke up, she could sleep at ease. When she woke up, he could snore like thunder. At the very beginning, she had saved him, and then he had done his best to protect her. In this process, trust was naturally established, and it was becoming more and more solid.
Chen Changsheng deeply cherished this feeling of being trusted.
He unsheathed his dagger from its sheath and tightly gripped it in his hand. Sitting in front of her, he gazed at the increasingly dusky plains.
At this time, he saw the sea of grass that had already been dyed black with blood, saw the remains of those monsters, and roughly understood what had happened while he was asleep.
He was silent for a very long time.
The archery of the Elf race was truly wondrous beyond words, but … when he had untied the longbow for her, he had felt that the bowstring was still warm.
In this battle that he had not seen, just how many times had she drawn the bow, how many times had she shot the arrow? How had she managed to endure?
Night finally truly arrived. The sun hanging over the edge of the plains grew even dimmer. Although it had not sunk, the amount of light that fell upon the plains was much less.
He sat in front of her, calmly gazing at the darkness of the plains, waiting for the battle that could occur at any moment.
Time slowly passed. The ball of light hanging over the edge of the plains slowly circled around. For some reason, it suddenly disappeared. It had been obscured by dark clouds.
Perhaps because they had been slaughtered too wretchedly during the day, the monsters did not launch another attack. Instead, rain began to fall from the sky.
The climate of the plains was relatively warm, but the rain falling from the sky was still somewhat cold. With the current state of his and Xu Yourong's bodies, if they were drenched, they might actually catch a serious illness.
Without even thinking about it, he opened the Yellow Paper Umbrella and held it above Xu Yourong.
However, this position was somewhat uncomfortable. No matter how large the Yellow Paper Umbrella was, it could not block out all the rain.
Seeing her dress gradually drenched by the rain, he still stood up without even thinking about it.
The cold rain fell upon the sea of grass, striking out countless rings of water. As it fell upon the pile of grass, it brought forth an endless chill.
With his left hand holding the Yellow Paper Umbrella, he stood behind her. With his right hand holding the dagger, he gazed at the world in the heavy rain.
The entire night passed, and he maintained this position the entire time.
The monsters still did not appear. Morning finally arrived. The dark clouds dispersed and the azure sky reappeared in front of their eyes. The halo of light at the edge of the plains gradually became clearer. The edges sharpened and the morning sun took shape. The warm red light gradually dried the pile of grass that was drenched by the cold rain and the wetness in Chen Chang Sheng's clothes.
Xu Yourong woke up. Looking at his pale face, she was a little confused. There was no battle last night, so why did his injuries seem to have gotten worse?
Chen Chang Sheng did not explain that he had been holding the umbrella the entire night. The cold rain had drenched his back.
Starting from the night before, they had been constantly fleeing or fighting. One person was unconscious and one person was awake. This was actually the first time they had a conversation in a conscious state. The conversation in the cliff cave was, after all, too short. Although they already trusted each other greatly and even had some sort of tacit understanding, when they were awake, they would realize that they were still strangers. Therefore, it was hard to avoid a sense of alienation.
Chen Chang Sheng recalled the scene when he met Tang Thirty-Six in the Plum Garden Inn in the capital. That was the first time in his life that he had interacted with a stranger, the first time he had tried making small talk. Although it seemed rather clumsy in hindsight, he at least understood a few basic principles, such as the need to always speak to break the silence.
In this dangerous plain, small talk was an unacceptable waste of time. He directly asked, "What do you know about these plains?"
Elves were the closest to nature. It was rumored that they could communicate with plants, so he wanted to hear what she thought.
Xu Yourong shook her head. "No one understands these plains."
Chen Chang Sheng said, "If you don't mind, can you let me decide the direction?"
Xu Yourong was a little confused. She looked at him and asked, "You know where to go?"
Chen Chang Sheng did not explain too much. He said, "I have a general direction."
Just when Xu Yourong was about to say something, she suddenly sensed a Qi several hundred zhang away.
It was Nanke's Qi.
The space and time in the Plains of the Unsetting Sun were rather strange. It seemed to be only several hundred zhang away, but in reality, it was still very far away.
But she still sensed it.
She said no more, expressing her agreement with Chen Chang Sheng's decision. However, she did not get up. Chen Chang Sheng understood that she was currently too weak and her injuries were too heavy. It would be very difficult for her to move freely in a short period of time, so he did not understand. Clearly, in these circumstances, how could she have killed so many monsters yesterday?
He turned around and said, "If you don't mind."
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