"The one who wants your life!"
With this sound, Luo Qingtong's figure suddenly appeared in the sky.
That pair of bloody pupils containing countless condensing evil spirits stared at his direction coldly.
"Pupil?!"
The voices of Empress Dowager Yan Xi and Lord Luo rang almost at the same time.
The latter's face was pleasantly surprised and his breath was weak.
Lord Luo will break the bones of his legs. He hasn't had time to break the others.
He looked at Luo Qingtong, who appeared in mid air, and the light in a pair of tiger eyes, which was both gratified and happy.
When her granddaughter comes back, Da Chu will be fine, and Yan Xi will be fine.
As soon as she was free, Empress Dowager Yan Xi immediately rushed to old man Luo and choked at the man's legs, which were almost soft and muddy.
Just then, she heard Luo Qingtong's voice, and immediately raised her head in disbelief. Her face was shocked and surprised.
Who's here? Tong Tong?
Is it a pupil? Your granddaughter?
Thinking that the sword had just cut through the marshal Dayong's attack on his breath bondage, Empress Dowager Yan Xi was surprised and happy, and could hardly believe her eyes.
"Grandma, take grandpa down to have a rest first."
Luo Qingtong's eyes were cold.
A pair of her blood eyes swept through old man Luo, and instantly found the tragic fragmentation in his legs. Suddenly, the cold light in the bottom of her eyes was even colder.
"Good!"
Empress Dowager Yan Xi soon calmed down.
She looked at Luo Qingtong, who was confronting the marshal Dayong. Without saying anything, she directly and decisively took master Luo back from the wall.
For nothing else, at this time, they leave and do not become Luo Qingtong's concern and drag, which is the best help to her!
"Hum! Are you Luo Qingtong?"
The marshal Dayong looked at Luo Qingtong coldly.
Although he felt that the other party's dress and momentum inexplicably made him feel strange and palpitating, he didn't take it to heart.
Even the attack that Luo Qingtong just split out and cut his breath shrouded, he didn't pay attention to it.
But I don't know what heretical attack I made!
No self-defense!
However, one trick is easy, and the second trick is to find a dead end!
The talent and strength of the other party are really good, but in front of him, you can catch it with a few moves at will!
The marshal Dayong looked at the fluctuation of the Holy Land breath around Luo Qingtong and thought with disdain.
"Good, good!"
He sneered and said, "it's really a broken iron shoe. There's nowhere to find. It takes no time to get it!"
"Luo Qingtong, your majesty is about to pay for the lives of our royal family in Dayong!"
"Now that you're here, come back with me!"
"Will you go by yourself, or will I take you away after I beat you up?" He looked at Luo Qingtong coldly. His eyes were unspeakably high.
As if these words he said were a rare charity for Luo Qingtong.
"Oh."
Luo Qingtong looked at the proud color on his face and suddenly smiled.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and the blood in her was rippling like the blood in the boundless hell. It was extremely beautiful and dangerous.
"Two conditions are really preferential!"
Luo Qingtong's face was faint.
"Unfortunately, I can't choose either!"
"I choose... The third - after killing you, go back with your body!"