Ling Chuxi sighed in secret. Lao Du had not been promoted to the holy rank for many years, but he still insisted on it. His mind was much more resolute than ordinary people. However, his mind was on the verge of collapse when he looked like this.
But Ling Chuxi didn't look down on him at all. He was deeply moved by his feeling of licking the calf. Ling Chuxi suddenly thought of his mother, some warm eyes.
Seeing Lao Du's sad, ashamed and self reproachful look, she seemed to see her mother's beautiful face and the helplessness in her eyes.
I hope Xiao Fan will be OK. Ling Chuxi prayed in secret.
"White feather, a little faster." Ling Chuxi urged.
"Well." White feather a long roar, deep up and down the body covered with dark red fire, the carriage like a meteor forward flying pool.
There was no one to speak in the carriage, and the atmosphere was oppressive.
"Sister Ling, the head of the Liu family has some friendship with me. She has been practicing hard for many years and has reached the peak of the holy rank. She was full of ambition and wanted to return to the list of aristocratic families in the next evaluation of the ancestral mansion of the aristocratic family, but I didn't expect to encounter this accident. If Liuxin is right, we must be careful. " Xiao Hechuan gathered the sound into a line to remind Ling Chuxi of the way.
"Lord Xiao, I will be careful." Ling Chuxi also gathered the sound into a line and said to Xiao Hechuan.
She really did not expect that there were still masters at the top of the holy order in a family that had been excluded from the ancestral residence of the aristocratic family. No, it was even more obvious that the crisis in Fengqiao town was not small, and we should not be careless.
Seeing the appearance of old Du and ye Xiaoqi, both of them dare not disclose this matter, otherwise they will be more confused.
White feather flies forward. In the distance, an old town emerges.
Near dusk, the sun is still bright and transparent, but the town in the setting sun is a bit bleak and desolate.
A touch of blood, with the wind, all people's hearts are pulled up.
"Ah..." There was a shrill cry in the city.
Ye Xiaoqi and Lao Du changed their looks and jumped out of the carriage and ran straight to the gate of the city. Ling Chuxi followed him closely. For fear of something unexpected, Bai Yu also threw down the carriage. He took a long stride and followed him, looking around.
As soon as I arrived at the gate of the city, I saw a middle-aged man with many scars on his body and rushed out with a long sword. The blood on the sword was still dripping.
"Uncle Zheng, what's the matter with you?"
"Lao Zheng, how's the town? Have you seen Xiao Fan?"
Seeing this middle-aged man, ye Xiaoqi and Du met him at the same time. They all knew each other.
Without saying a word, the middle-aged man rushed up with his sword.
"Be careful!" Just when the three people are about to meet, Ling Chuxi fiercely jumps in front of Ye Xiaoqi and Lao Du and takes a palm.
Lao Zheng uttered a dull cry and retreated again and again.
"Uncle Ling, don't do it. He's from the town." Ye Xiaoqi and Du do not know why, and quickly remind Ling Chuxi.
"I know, but it's not right. Be careful." Ling Chuxi holds the falling dust sword and says alertly.
Just when the middle-aged man named Lao Zheng rushed up, she suddenly found that there was no half intelligence in his eyes, only the desire of violence and killing.
The sea of his mind is chaotic, full of sadness, pain, anger, hatred, despair, bloodthirsty killing and other negative atmosphere.
What the hell is going on here?!
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