Just as the arrow shrank to about a foot in size and turned completely red, it suddenly lifted off the ground, raised its slightly swaying head, and aimed directly at Wan'er's back...
Oh no! The little prince stretched forward and, with lightning speed, crawled over Wan'er's arm, quickly moved to her waist, and then swiftly lay his entire body on Wan'er's back.
The movement was performed in one smooth motion, leaving Wan'er stunned.
Next, the little prince used all his strength to leap into the air, raised his front paws, and forcefully pushed Wan'er forward...
The arrow pierced right through the little prince's shoulder blade when it came flying.
"Wan'er, okay, okay, take care of yourself!" A sharp pain, accompanied by a chill, seeped into the little prince's very bones, and his voice trembled...
Her body landed on the ground, and she was suspended in mid-air on the cliff. Wan'er realized that her body had neither fallen nor been lifted into the air.
The black mist dissipated, the cliff disappeared, and beneath them lay a solid ground.
The Little Prince was right; it was all an illusion.
"Little Prince!" Wan'er shook her head and quickly turned back.
At that moment, she saw the little prince lying motionless on the ground behind her, with bloodstains beside him.
The little prince took an arrow for her. Without thinking, Wan'er braced herself with her hands on the ground, quickly stood up, and turned around to pick up the little prince.
"Pfft!" Sensing something amiss behind her, Wan'er dodged, and the arrow that had just been fired returned, its arrowhead still dripping blood...
"Get out of the way!" Just then, a hand shot out from nowhere, pushing Wan'er aside again, allowing her to narrowly avoid the arrow...
"Grandpa Xiao! It's you! You've finally come out." Wan'er turned around and saw a bald head and a familiar figure.
"Get out of the way! This arrow was designed for you," Grandpa Xiao said, pulling her aside before he could explain further to Wan'er. This was unbelievable! The arrow had somehow passed right between them again.
What followed was a flurry of dodging, but no matter where Wan'er hid, the arrow seemed to recognize her and chased after her.
If this continues, Wan'er will be exhausted and will eventually be devoured by this strange arrow.
"Grandpa Xiao, I can't use my spiritual power," Wan'er said, pulling on Grandpa Xiao as she ran while panting in place. She refused to leave the little prince.
"That brat, she's gone mad again." Grandpa Xiao frowned and cursed, then suddenly raised his right foot, touched the ground with his toe, and quickly drew a strange shape on the ground in front of him.
As the airflow surged at the graphic...
A sudden flash of light appeared on Wan'er's neck, catching her eye.
The oppressive feeling throughout my body vanished instantly. Have I regained my spiritual power? I remember Grandpa Mo Tian saying that the protective spirit jade can protect you in critical moments.
Wan'er's mind flashed back to the scene of Mo Tian pressing his finger on the spirit jade in the sea.
Seemingly understanding something, Wan'er decided to try it anyway. She quickly extended a finger and pressed it precisely onto the jade.
The warmth of her fingers spread rapidly, and the light shimmering on the jade suddenly intensified, like a sky full of stars, instantly enveloping Wan'er, Grandpa Xiao, and the little prince on the ground...
"Thump, thump!" The arrows viciously pierced the starlight, the muffled thuds echoing incessantly, yet they could not advance.
It's like a manic person who can't find an outlet for their anger, so they run around aimlessly like a headless fly...
After a moment, the sound grew fainter and fainter, and the arrow turned from red to black, until it turned into black mist and slowly disappeared...
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