C50

Three days passed quickly.

Everyone in the Bai Clan quietly waited. At noon, the sun's light enveloped the mansion as City Lord Bai sat at the entrance with a solemn expression on his face.

"Are you afraid?"

Ling Hao asked Zhao Yuxuan.

"Don't worry, today I will risk my life to kill him and save my sister." Zhao Yuxuan said seriously.

She did not believe in miracles. All heroes were fabricated by the storyteller. When things came to a critical moment, she could only rely on herself.

A few women were sitting in the great hall. Their faces were extremely ugly. They were worried that the Blood River Young Master had kidnapped them as well.

Suddenly, a voice rang out from high up in the sky.

"Where's Ruoyun?" Are you ready? " Comfortable and lazy.

Ling Hao raised his head and looked up. High in the sky, that man was standing in mid-air.

He was dressed in red, and his handsome face was a little feminine. At this moment, he was calmly looking at the members of the Bai Clan.

"Sir Blood Sea, my daughter is already dressed. You can take her away."

"Very good, I'll spare your family."

Two maidservants pushed a beautiful woman in wedding clothes out of the room, but her eyes were empty.

"Ruoyun, Young Noble Blood Sea has strong magic power, you should just go with him. At least, it's better than that poor Ling Yan."

The White City Lord became angry when he thought about how his daughter used to live with that poor kid.

"Father, from today onwards, I will no longer be your daughter." Bai Ruoyun's heart was cold, her feelings for Ling Changfeng were not something anyone else could understand.

A dagger emerged from his left sleeve, preparing to commit suicide.

Ling Hao's gaze was cold. He was about to intervene to block them, but Blood River Young Master was one step faster.

A beam of light struck the dagger, shocking Bai Ruoyun.

"Beauty, it's a pity to die like this." Young Master Blood Sea laughed.

Bai Ruoyun was currently in an extremely miserable mood, she couldn't even commit suicide. What kind of world was this?

"Ruoyun." City Lord Bai stepped forward and looked at her. "Just follow him. He won't treat you unfairly."

"Dad, that's my sister, your daughter!" At this moment, a young man was kneeling at the feet of City Lord Bai and wailing. He was called Bai Linyuan, Bai Ruoyun's big brother. Even though he had a premonition about his father treating his little sister like this, he still felt uncomfortable.

Could it be that the safety of the entire Bai Clan was in the hands of a woman?

"Bastard!" What do I have to do, who can stop me? " City Lord Bai said angrily.

"Is that right? You all know my strength as well, hehe. " Young master Xue Hai's smile was sinister. This beauty had been in his heart for a long time. Using force to suppress her was no better than using a soft knife. He believed that this old man knew when to advance and when to retreat.

Ling Hao walked forward, looked at City Lord Bai, and said each word clearly: "If I can stop him, then I have the qualifications to do so."

"Young Noble Ling, you …" Zhao Yuxuan felt a little muddle-headed.

Ling Hao ignored the astonishment in his eyes and walked in front of Bai Ruoyun, his eyes turning red as he looked at her face.

"Mother, your son is late …"

Bai Ruoyun's body trembled.

What did he call me?

"You … "Are you Hao'er?" Bai Ruoyun asked in disbelief, only feeling her eyes turning sour as tears gushed out of her eyes.

Ever since she was taken away by her father twelve years ago, she had always missed her son. Every time she wanted to go out, she would be intercepted by the people of the Bai Clan for the sake of afraid that she would go to the Spirit Flame Race.

At this moment, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore when he saw his son who had been thinking about him day and night.

Bai Ruoyun stared fixedly at her son. Thinking of something, she said urgently: "Hao'er, hurry up and go, go back and tell your father that Mother has let him down."

She felt mixed emotions in her heart. This was the first time she saw a child in twelve years, and without saying anything, she wanted to enter the tiger's den. Even the sixth heaven of Blood River Young Master's father wasn't a match, so how about Ling Hao?

"Don't worry, trust me."

With that, he rose into the air, the golden sun floating behind him as he brandished his purple golden sword.