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www.qingrou.mewww.cuiyu.meMulan stared down at the won in front of her. In death, the witch’s face looked peaceful. The thought brought so fort to Mulan. Xianniang had been ny things, but she had, at her heart, been a strong warrior. She shouldn’t have had to die. She shouldn’t have had to suffer at the hands of B??ri Khan for so long, just so she could feel epted. But now, at least, she was free.
Getting to her feet, Mulan pushed away the surprising grief she felt. The best thing she could do for Xianniang’s ry now was defeat B??ri Khan and save the Eeror. Grabbing her sword, she raced through the ze of construction. Shafts of light pierced the shadows and the wind blew through the bea and rubble, king a low hissing sound.
Mulan spotted B??ri Khan. The warrior’s back was to her. He stood in front of a large open furnace. Inside, lten tal flowed into a huge tub, filling it with red-hot liquid. Focused on the furnace, he didn’t hear Mulan as she approached. Taking advantage of his distraction, Mulan scanned the area, looking for any sign of the Eeror. Her eyes traveled upward and stopped as she spotted hi He was tied to a pole and bleeding fronbsp; several wounds, but he was alive.
Taking a deep breath, Mulan tiptoed over to a low beanbsp; and hopped on. Then she clied, using the crossbars that zigzagged over the roonbsp; to get closer and closer to the Eeror. She was alst to hinbsp; when a large shadow lood over her.
B??ri Khan was in front of her, blocking her way to the Eeror. In the shadowy light, he looked larger than life, like sothing out of a nightre. His gaze trailed over her body and she saw hinbsp; sneer. “The girl who has e to save the dynasty,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain.
Mulan knew that to B??ri Khan she appeared nothing re than a young won. But he was wrong. She was ch re. Dropping into the warrior’s pose, she lifted her sword. “If you surrender,” she began, “I will assure you that your death is swift and painless.”
In response, B??ri Khan laughed. And then—he attacked. In a soth, powerful stroke, he swung his sword down at Mulan. The ve was so quick Mulan barely had ti to lift her own sword to block it. But the vent knocked her off-balance, and she fell. With a thud, she slaed into a beanbsp; below her, the iact knocking the wind fronbsp; her lungs.
As she struggled to her feet, B??ri Khan ca after her. She scraled backward, juing out of the way just in ti to avoid his swinging sword. Creeping along the bea she switched
Getting to her feet, Mulan pushed away the surprising grief she felt. The best thing she could do for Xianniang’s ry now was defeat B??ri Khan and save the Eeror. Grabbing her sword, she raced through the ze of construction. Shafts of light pierced the shadows and the wind blew through the bea and rubble, king a low hissing sound.
Mulan spotted B??ri Khan. The warrior’s back was to her. He stood in front of a large open furnace. Inside, lten tal flowed into a huge tub, filling it with red-hot liquid. Focused on the furnace, he didn’t hear Mulan as she approached. Taking advantage of his distraction, Mulan scanned the area, looking for any sign of the Eeror. Her eyes traveled upward and stopped as she spotted hi He was tied to a pole and bleeding fronbsp; several wounds, but he was alive.
Taking a deep breath, Mulan tiptoed over to a low beanbsp; and hopped on. Then she clied, using the crossbars that zigzagged over the roonbsp; to get closer and closer to the Eeror. She was alst to hinbsp; when a large shadow lood over her.
B??ri Khan was in front of her, blocking her way to the Eeror. In the shadowy light, he looked larger than life, like sothing out of a nightre. His gaze trailed over her body and she saw hinbsp; sneer. “The girl who has e to save the dynasty,” he said, his voice dripping with disdain.
Mulan knew that to B??ri Khan she appeared nothing re than a young won. But he was wrong. She was ch re. Dropping into the warrior’s pose, she lifted her sword. “If you surrender,” she began, “I will assure you that your death is swift and painless.”
In response, B??ri Khan laughed. And then—he attacked. In a soth, powerful stroke, he swung his sword down at Mulan. The ve was so quick Mulan barely had ti to lift her own sword to block it. But the vent knocked her off-balance, and she fell. With a thud, she slaed into a beanbsp; below her, the iact knocking the wind fronbsp; her lungs.
As she struggled to her feet, B??ri Khan ca after her. She scraled backward, juing out of the way just in ti to avoid his swinging sword. Creeping along the bea she switched