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"Brother, you don't know, a lot of things happened when you were away. The Mo Luo and the Cyan Carp have gone crazy, they brought their disciples to attack us, the Spirit Flame Race."

The guard disciple slowly said.

Ling Hao nodded, transforming into a streak of light as he headed towards the Palace Chief's main hall.

This matter was extremely strange. The two races definitely knew about the matter of the Demon Heart Forest. They had killed so many elite disciples of their own. How could they just let this go?

Arriving at the entrance of the Palace Chief's great hall, Ling Hao immediately saw the people seated inside. There were the Palace Chief, the Patriarch, and also the four great hall masters.

The Martial House Master sat on the high seat, and his face was dispirited as he revealed a ghastly pale expression. There were even traces of blood on his clothes.

"Disciple is late." Ling Hao walked forward and bowed slightly.

"Ling Hao, it's good that you're back."

"Sit." The Mansion Lord's voice was weak, clearly heavily injured.

With reddened eyes, the Patriarch looked at Ling Hao and said: "You … "Let's take a look at Linglong first. She won't be long."

"What did you say?" Ling Hao said in shock.

What had happened in the time they had been out?

A surge of killing intent filled the palace.

Everyone felt their hearts and minds go cold. They had never felt such a monstrous killing intent before.

"The Morrow Clan and the Golden Carp Tribe relied on their power and did not care about the many years of friendship between the top ten clans. They brought their disciples to attack us, the Spirit Flame Tribe, but we two old fellows are no match for them, especially Zhou Hu and Qing Yun. They are both at the peak of the first level of the Manifestation Realm!"

"Ai, the two of us are only at the first stage of the ordinary realm. We can't withstand it, which is why our clan's disciples suffered such heavy casualties. Linglong was injured by the most powerful disciple of the Carp Clan, Yue Hua, and the moonlight was extremely vicious. When the ice power in that palm completely seeped into her bone marrow, Linglong would not be able to handle it. "

The clan leader said in grief, wiping his eyes from time to time.

After Ling Hao asked about the situation, he finally understood that everyone was safe and sound at this time. However, because the protective magical formation had already been activated, he didn't know whether or not they could resist the joint attack of the two races tomorrow.

At this moment, it was the moment of life or death, and the Lord Prefect's main hall was filled with a sense of desolation.

The primal chaos world was a world where the strong preyed on the weak. It was a world where survival of the fittest reigned supreme for 10,000 years. But, once and for all their foundation was destroyed, they were unwilling!

After bidding farewell, Ling Hao headed towards Yang Linglong's residence.

"Ai, Senior Linglong is such a fool."

"Who wouldn't? A few days ago, Yuehua provoked us at the mountain gate, saying that our Spirit Flame Race is all trash. Senior Linglong couldn't hold herself back for a moment, and said that if Ling Hao was here, she wouldn't be so arrogant."

"This is great. In order to protect Senior Brother Ling Hao, she was beaten into a vegetable by that Moon Demoness."

"I only hope that Senior Brother Ling Hao can return and save Senior Sister Ling Long."

Walking on the cobblestones of the garden, and hearing the discussion of the disciples next to him, Ling Hao sighed and headed straight for Linglong's room.

Yang Yue was also there when he opened the door, but his brows were tightly knitted.

When he saw that Ling Hao had arrived, a look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Ling, you're finally back, my sister …"

Yang Yue's tone was bitter.

Ling Hao said, "Let me first remove the ice from her body."

"You go out first."

Yang Yue quickly went out and closed the door.

"Silly girl, is it worth it to protect me?"

Ling Hao gazed at her beautiful face, his gaze filled with love.

The endless power of the True Sun continuously dissolved the cold Qi in her body. The room was extremely hot, and Yang Linglong's pale face gradually had a rosy color. Her long eyelashes gently blinked. When she completely opened her eyes, she looked at Ling Hao with red eyes.

"Idiot, is it really you?" She smiled, tears streaming down her face.

Ling Hao looked at her and said, "It's me, I'm back."

He thought to himself, "No matter what, you have to protect me from that demoness' attack. I'll protect you from now on."

Ling Hao lowered his head and slowly approached her.

Looking at his emotional eyes, Yang Linglong blushed.

Her thin lips were pressed against hers, giving off a feeling of numbness.

"Why are you blushing?" Ling Hao revealed his white teeth.

Yang Linglong's small hand gently held his waist and said, "Hey, I..." I've also been kissed, so you have to take responsibility. "

Where could she be as headstrong and willful as before? At this moment, she was as shy as the other girls.