Thinking about this, Ling Luoyu thought about it very carefully, inexplicably a cold sweat.
Fortunately, Tingtong didn't expect that he would end up in that way. Otherwise, if he had left Ling Jingchen in the volcano at that time, he would have been unable to recover.
Ha ha, with a smile, she patted Ling Jingchen on the shoulder.
"Ling Jingchen, you don't know what happened! You just need to remember that your life was picked up! "
Ling Jingchen suspiciously looked at her up and down, eyebrows tightly wrinkled.
"Drillmaster, what's the matter? Why are you so embarrassed? "
Before Ling Luoyu could say it, he heard a deep drink coming from behind.
"What's going on?"
Ling Jingchen's pupil suddenly shrinks: "is Tian Long!"
In the sound of hunting, Tian Long with a gray robed old man flashed to.
"What's going on in sanjiaojian? Well done, how could it collapse? "
His eyes in the crowd for his son, eyes slightly changed.
"What about Tian Ziwen? Where is Tian Ziwen? "
A field disciple quickly pointed to Ling Luoyu: "our young master went in with her! But only she came out alone. Young master Wen and fourth master of the south family didn't come out... "
Tian Long's footstep reels in an instant, and can't help but flash back two steps: "wen'er..."
The old man in grey robe stepped forward behind him and supported him forcefully.
"Second brother, don't worry!"
Tian Long suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm: "brother, you must save wen'er..."
He looked at the collapse of the volcano in despair, the mouth of mechanical chatter.
"Save Wener Save wen'er... "
In fact, he has a clear mind.
If Tian Ziwen was really in the mountains, he could not even see the corpse.
"Second brother, don't worry. I grew up looking at Wen Er since I was a child. He is just like my son! Whether dead or alive, I'll give you an account! "
The old man in grey robe raised his head and looked at Ling Luoyu with gloomy eyes.
"What about Tian Ziwen?"
Ling Luoyu's white eyes: "I'm not his Laozi. I have to look at him all the time! How do I know where he is? "
Ling Jingchen's eyes are very strange. Slowly, it seems to be an expression of crying.
"Drillmaster..."
He kept his voice down, almost lip language.
Ling Luoyu disdains to pick eyebrows: "what?"
"Do you know who he is? How dare you talk to him like this
"Who is it?"
"He is Tian Xing It's Tian Long's brother! "
Ling Luoyu:
What's wrong with this!?
"The reason why the Tian family dare to be so rude is that he He is the eight fold cultivation of Xuanshen... "
If you look at the Ling family, you can see that Ling Chongding's cultivation is the highest, but you can't compete with Tian Xing.
Over the years, the Tian family would have devoured the Ling family had it not been for the suppression and deterrence of the great powers in the capital.
Now Ling Luoyu chokes in front of Hotan. It's not embarrassing and looking for death!
"Xuanshen Bazhong?" Ling Luoyu squinted at her eyebrows.
Ling Jingchen quickly nodded: "yes!"
The heart says that this time you should stop to converge some?!
Who knows she immediately disdains to sneer: "so what?"
Ling Jingchen:
What he said just now was in vain.
Tian Xing is not satisfied with their murmurs, as if they have not heard.
"Three of you went down together. Now you are alone. I don't ask you. Who are you going to ask?"
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