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Someone planted a seed in the flowerpot. He applied fertilizer carefully, weeded and picked insects. He hoped that the flower would be fragrant one day.

More than ten years later, the flowers are charming, her life is carefree, not afraid of cold wind, not afraid of heavy rain, because there will always be someone standing in front of her to protect her from the wind and rain.

But for some reason, this flower, even Tema pot, has to be given to others

He is naturally reluctant to give up, but because of the happiness of flowers, he can only bear pain and love.

Li Jingyuan said this, but in fact, he still had some hesitation in his heart. He was looking forward to Ling Hao's disagreement.

Li Zihan looked at Ling Hao and asked bravely, "I know you are emperor Hao, but I really like you."

Linghao nodded and said directly, "Miss Zihan, first of all, thank you for your love for me. Second, I have no love for you."

Calm and frank, this is Linghao's style.

Since you don't like it, don't leave any illusions for others.

"It doesn't matter. It's my business whether I like you or not. I'll always like you until I have no memory of you in my mind. "

Li Zihan said earnestly.

"Dad, let's go home."

Li Jingyuan nodded and rode away with his daughter.

"Li Jingyuan, I'm right with you!"

"Hahahaha."

The arrogant laughter resounded in the desert. There were more than 20 people rushing out of the sand dunes. The first middle-aged man was dressed in a gray robe with a funny face on it.

With a big wave of the strange man's hand, Li Jingyuan's dragon horse suddenly collapsed to the ground. He and Li Zihan rolled down in the sand. Li Jingyuan saw the man in grey, and his eyes were shocked. He immediately shouted, "emperor Hao, go!"

"You are the hope of our people. You can't fall into the hands of the demon sect!"

He cried heartrendingly, and the anxiety on his face was by no means pretentious. Linghao's face changed. When he saw someone coming, he asked, "the devil sect?"

He killed Zhao Wuji, just a few days ago.

Now that we have done this, there is nothing to be afraid of.

The middle-aged man in the gray robe was Zhao Laomo. He snorted coldly and said: "Linghao, I don't care if you are the reincarnation of emperor Hao, but if you kill my only son Wuji, you will die!"

"Ha ha, it's still a Taoist realm, but what can it do?"

Zhao Laomo took a step forward and stood up with his hands in his hands, saying: "I, the eighteen demons, will be the realm of the emperor, and I am a strong one of the nine elements of the emperor."

"You are nothing but ants in my eyes."

Then, a huge momentum suddenly emerged from Zhao Laomo.

The wind and sand covered the top, forming a huge vortex, and suddenly the sky and the sky faded, and the wind and cloud changed.

The furious momentum came over. Ling Hao turned nine days to resist it. However, he snorted and spit out blood.

"By the way, the realm is too different!"

Linghao has suffered a lot of internal injuries due to the suppression of this random state. His face is faintly white. He says in secret that it's hard to be good today.

"My husband, let me." When Yang Linglong saw this, she took a cold drink and went away with her sword. Her swordsmanship cultivation was not vulgar, and she directly used purple clothes.

The purple light in the sky is compressed into a mass and finally becomes a sword.

The sword spirit soared to the sky and left at a gallop. Seeing this, Zhao Laomo disdained a smile and said, "carving insects and small skills." He flicked his finger, and the purple sword in the sky turned into flying ash. Then he pointed again, and Yang Linglong's body flew out.

Linghao sees this and takes her.

Finally, five people joined hands, but there was no way for Zhao Laomo to be alone. There were 18 magic generals behind Zhao Laomo.

The situation is very critical. If we can't solve this problem today, five couples will surely bury their bones in the desert.

Zhao Laomo looked at the five lambs to be slaughtered and smiled. He carried his hands on his back and said, "you are so lucky. All four of them are city women."

"But it's cheaper for me, hahahaha..."

He looked up at the sky and laughed wildly.

Ling Hao dried the blood on the corners of his mouth and his eyes were moving. He was thinking about how to break the dead end today.

However.

Zhao Laomo is a impatient person. He would like to take these four beauties back to the demon sect early to enjoy the fish and water.

"Eighteen devils will listen to the order and chop up this boy for me to feed the dog."

Zhao Laomo naturally resented Ling Hao for killing his son. This time, he came to the ancient city for revenge.

After hearing this, the 18 people in black behind him immediately went to Ling Hao, and the eyes of all the people revealed the killing chance.

At this time, Linghao's four wives are in a hurry. How can they watch him killed? They immediately start shouting to kill him and me first.

Four of them stopped in front of Ling Hao.

Seeing this, Zhao Laomo shouted angrily, "bastard!"

"He's just an ant. It's the right way to follow me, Zhao Laomo."

Finish saying, he waves between, a wisp of haze and go, four women are all paralyzed in the ground.

Among them, the most powerful are Yunfeng and Xuefei. They barely peep into the level of daohuang.

Yang Linglong and Zhou qingri are just at the level of Dao Jun. where can the four resist the magic power of Dao Huang jiuchongtian?

Seeing the eighteen devils coming to Linghao with their swords, the four girls couldn't move, so they could only watch.

For a while, tears fell and the anxiety in their eyes was obvious. They couldn't even beg for mercy. The four of them had never felt this helplessness.

This is probably despair.