Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Chapter 1822

Chapter 1822

The one of the Naran clans hanging on the spikes.

Suddenly, he lost his dependence and fell down.

In a flash, I saw the four square Valley, the Naran people hanging on three sides.

To a kind of cliff people, clear and visible deprivation, one by one toward the barb under the cliff fell away.

In an instant, it's like a dumpling.

It's a kind of drop that almost gets people's attention.

One by one.

Looking at their own people, looking at their brothers and sisters, parents and relatives.

Just in front of me, one by one, running towards death.

That kind of cruelty is almost suffocating.

Shrieking shrieks were heard one after another in the cliff.

"Dad, help me..."

"Niang......"

"Big brother help me, help me..."

"Brother..."

The autumn wind has been merciless, but this bleak scream, against the cold autumn wind, more merciless, no justice.

w.a.n.g Zun of Ming island stood on the cliff, his eyes locked on the smiling sacrifice on the opposite side.

The corners of the eyes didn't move a bit.

But the palms were all sweaty.

Xuanyuanche can save one or two, and more than ten or twenty.

But so many, from all angles.

How to save the Naran people who fell from several directions?

How can we save so many lives.

The five fingers of Ming island King Zun are deeply clasped into the palm. He only prays that xuanyuanche can save two more, two more

Screams rose from under the cliff.

The cultural and military officials on the cliff almost dare not watch. Qi Qi turns his head.

They are wrong, they are wrong.

Even if w.a.n.g Zun betrayed them, but the narans did not, some of them did not.

They chose to stand by

Miserable cry in the ear, let people blood splash on the spot, tears.

However, just at the time when all the officials on the cliff regretted.

At the end of the dark cliff below, the silver light suddenly flickered.

Countless silver figures are flying out, and the silver light is like a dragon in the sky, twining with the Naran people who come down one after another.

Tightly wrap them, pull them from the sharp barb.