Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

If it were not for Luo Feng, the Xue clan would always be under the control of the enemy.

This is the imprint of shame that the Xue family will never be able to remove.

In Xue Yingying's eyes, Luo Feng was the incarnation of a god, a **** sent by God to save the Xue family.

"Yugumen, I'm afraid I won't let it go." At this moment, Zhuge Wushi suddenly spoke, narrowing his eyes, and looking out the window, "The army belonging to Yugumen has already surrounded this side."

Hearing this, Xue Yingying's face changed involuntarily.

"The Yugumen Iron Armor is elite, there are a hundred thousand people." Xue Yingying stood up and looked at Luo Feng.

"Unexpectedly, when the sect master died in battle and the great elders and many other core figures were also beheaded one after another, Yugumen could organize a counterattack in such a short period of time." Luo Feng's mouth lightly raised and drank. A sip of wine, "It seems that I underestimated Yugumen."

There was a booming sound in the distance.

The elite of the Iron Armored Legion surrounded this street round and round.

"This is the ancient city." A loud shout resounded, "Yugumen disciple, the generals of the Iron Armored Legion obey the order, swear to kill Xueye City Master and avenge the doormaster."

"kill!"

Overwhelming murderous intent swept straight up, overwhelming.

From a high place, a few figures looked in this direction.

The sound just now came from the three elders of the Yugumen, and he answered Luo Yun.

The burly body is like an evil star standing with a spear in his hand. He is angry and unstoppable. "Snowy Night City Lord Luo Feng, are we really good at bullying? The ancient city, not to mention him coming when he comes. Young master, don’t worry, the old man will do his best to lead the armored legion to trap Xueye City Lord Luo Feng. When the Alliance’s reinforcements arrive, it will be the time to take Xueye City Lord’s life.” Ying Luoyun's eyes flashed. With a harsh touch, "At the same time, Snow Night City, thousands of miles away, will also become the territory of the alliance."

A young man stood beside Luoyun, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a saber around his waist, and handsome. Hearing this, his eyes suddenly flashed with a bright cold light, "Three elders, everything is up to you."

"No problem." Ying Luoyun gazes sharply, "Even the seven-tier powerhouse of the Cross Tribulation Realm, it is not easy to bring the Xue clan through the field surrounded by 100,000 iron armored elites."

At this time, a middle-aged man next to him also had a faint worry in his eyes, "The Xue clan is not a burden. They have been in a desperate state for these years. Everyone is a soldier, even young and old women and children. The power of war."

"Even if everyone is a soldier, it is only five hundred. How can I compete with my 100,000 armored legion?" Ying Luoyun sneered, "We will besiege instead of attacking, and watch the changes."

One hundred thousand armored army, the momentum is like a rainbow.

The rest of the warriors on this street had already retreated quickly like a tide, and now only the Xue clan came out.

Luo Feng and his party also walked out from the restaurant.

The Xue clan is headed by the two elders.

The first elder and the second elder looked at each other, and at the same time they knelt towards Luo Feng, "Thank you very much."

"Thank you very much."

The Xue clan members knelt down one after another, and their voices resounded.

They are not afraid of death, but if they live under the control of their enemies for a lifetime, it is a great shame for them.

Even if they are surrounded by a hundred thousand iron armoured elites, they have no fear at all.

On the contrary, when they learned the truth, many Xue clan people were more angry at the moment, wanting to fight a **** battle.

"Everyone, get up." Luo Feng waved his hand. "There are a hundred thousand army surrounded outside. What we should think about now is how to break through."

Luo Feng looked at Xue Yingying, "Girl Yingying, what can you do?"

Hearing that, Xue Yingying was startled, and immediately said in a serious tone, "The Xue clan, every member of the clan can fight a battle."

"Yes, we can all fight." The Great Elder also said solemnly.

"With five hundred, right?" Luo Feng rolled his eyes at Xue Yingying.

"I, the Xue clan, have no fear of death." Xue Yingying gritted his teeth.

"Stupid woman."

Xue Yingying, "..."

"Brother Luo, what can you do?" Ao Qiu asked curiously.

"There is a way, shouldn't it be you?" Luo Feng looked at Ao Qiu with a smile, "With you, surrounded by a hundred thousand army, it's like a fake."

Hearing this, everyone was startled.

They all know the identity of Ao Qiu.

Dragons.

If Ao Qiu wants to leave here, Long You Jiutian, no one can stop him.

However, it was everyone who knew Ao Qiu's identity, and no one thought about using this method to leave.

After all, in everyone's hearts, the Dragon Race is an extremely noble existence.

Asking Ao Qiu to leave with the Xue clan, they dare not even think about it.

"Luo Feng." Mr. Gong hesitated for a moment, then stopped talking.

Luo Feng smiled slightly, looking at Ao Qiu, "Xiao Qiu, are you willing?"

Ao Qiu was startled, and then nodded sternly, "I listen to Brother Luo's arrangement."

Hearing that, Xue Yingying couldn't help but feel a little more surprised when looking at Luo Feng.

Ao Qiu was a real dragon, and he actually obeyed the words of a human race, and, in terms of the realm of strength, Ao Qiu was far above Luo Feng.

Luo Feng smiled, "Xiao Qiu, you have to remember that there is no distinction between high and low in essence in the world. What really separates them is the human heart. When practicing together, the state of mind sometimes determines the height."

Ao Qiu nodded, thoughtfully, suddenly, the figure flickered, transforming into a dragon body.

Ao Qiu stretched out completely, his body over a hundred meters in length hovered above the street.

The real dragon is here.

This scene made the hearts of many Xue clan members present tremble.

Even if Ao Qiu did not intentionally release the breath of real dragons, it still gave them a tremor that originated from the soul.

"Girl Yingying, arrange for your tribe to go up." Luo Feng said, "Move faster, for fear of change."

Xue Yingying quickly reacted, walked in front of the Xue clan, turned around, led the Xue clan, and bowed solemnly in the direction of the dragon, "Thank you, the real dragon envoy."

The expressions of the Great Elder and the Second Elder were excited and hot.

With the **** of Shenlong, even if there are 100,000 troops outside, they can leave the ancient city unharmed.

They are not afraid of death, but they hope to keep the Xue family's blood heritage.

"Elder, second elder, please invite first." Xue Yingying said in a deep voice.

The two elders glanced at each other, nodded, leaped, and carefully landed on the back of Shenlong.

The Xue clan people jumped on one after another.

This scene fell in the eyes of the Yugumen people who stood at a high point in the distance, and their faces became gloomy.

"The lofty dragons are willing to be trampled under the feet of the Xue clan!" Ying Luoyun gritted his teeth and was extremely angry. "This is simply a great shame."