At this time, there was a few whistling in the air, and several figures came rushing through the air. The first moment is still more than ten miles away, and the next moment is almost at hand.

Just listen to the wind whistling, and then look at the speed, you know that the strength of the comer is absolutely not weak. They stopped at the same time and looked at them curiously.

"Coming, coming!" Zhong Lingjun is overjoyed and flies to meet those people.

Seeing this, Gu Fenghua and others are awe inspiring. It seems that these people are Zhong Jiaqiang who Zhong Lingjun came to help out!

"Say, who bullied you?" Sure enough, before Zhong Lingjun began to complain, the young man at the head asked in an angry voice. He made it clear that he had come to stand for him.

The young man was tall, with a rough face, a domineering air all over his body, and his voice was a little hoarse, which was more dignified.

"That's her, Lorne, and her, Gu Fenghua, and him, ye colorless, and the fat white man." Zhong Lingjun knows that he has a crisp temperament and no nonsense. He points to Luo en, Gu Fenghua and others and gnashes his teeth.

This guy has a good memory. After listening to it only once, he remembered the names of lornen, Gu Fenghua and ye colorless clearly. He just forgot the name of Bai Pang - maybe not, but because his appearance was too conspicuous, so he even omitted his name.

What, forget my name and call me fat! What's the matter with fat people? Do fat people have no human rights? The white fat man flew into a rage.

Next to him, Liu Sanjue was also angry. Although I don't want to make a fuss, and I don't want to be shameless with the Zhong family, it's hard for anyone to be ignored and forgotten.

After so many years of faery, who is not just surprised to see him? Who would expect that the impression left to others is not as good as a fat man, which makes people forget directly. This makes master Sanjie feel very hurt and angry.

"I see. I'll get justice for you now!" The young man waved his hand and his voice became more low.

An invisible momentum, toward Gu Fenghua and others shrouded. Even the people who were out of the room were suffocated by the momentum.

What a strong strength! Everyone was shocked. Although we can guess that their strength is not weak from the situation they just came here, we can only know that their strength is more powerful than we imagined.

It's strange. When did such a strong young man appear in LINGJI? How come he never heard of it before? Looking at the young man's rough and strange face, people were surprised and secretly curious.

"Bold, how dare you bully my younger martial uncle? I really don't know how to die. Martial uncle, just leave this matter to the disciples! " At this time, behind the young man, an old man jumped out.

The old man was thin and wrinkled. He was leaning on a crutch in his hand, as if it had been blown down by a gust of wind. However, his voice was full of air. When he spoke, he leaned on the crutch heavily, and the whole ground trembled. Even the city wall, which had been standing for thousands of years, trembled.

Strong, this is also a strong!

They were even more shocked, but looking at the orange peel like old face, they still couldn't remember who this man was? The most incomprehensible thing is that he is so old, how can he call that young man martial uncle?