Princess Against the World

While hesitating, Jin Lanzhi and Ji Yun had already appeared.

"Mr. Ling, what's going on?!"

Ling Luoyu instantly changed into a panicked expression: "I don't know... look at those people... who are they?!"

Ji Yun frowned slightly and looked at her: "Mr. Ling, what's wrong with you?? Why didn't you come forward?!"

"No... be afraid! be afraid!!"

Ling Luoyu smiled and pointed to her leg.

"There are so many of them... When I saw... I was... scared..."

Jin Lanzhi glanced at her suspiciously.

From what he knew of her, she was not a timid person.

"Mr. Ling, you're so good, what are you afraid of?!"

"No, I'm afraid!" Ling Luoyu hurriedly waved his hands: "Go first... I'll go slowly!!"

Ji Yun instantly gave birth to a look of hating iron but not steel.

Originally thought that the person the suzerain had his eyes on was an invincible lunatic, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a silver-like wax spear head that is not useful! !

"Old Jin, let's go!"

In a cold voice, he rushed towards the barrier.

Jin Lanzhi glanced at Ling Luoyu again in doubt, but after all, he didn't have the heart to ask carefully, so he flew after Ji Yun.

Behind them, the core disciple leaned forward with a gloomy expression.

It's so dark, it looks very cool!

As his eyes swept across, Ling Luoyu saw Feng Chenglin's figure and hurriedly greeted him.

"Fatty, fatty, what about this!"

Feng Chenglin thought that Ling Luoyu had already charged into battle at this time and was at the forefront, but he didn't expect that he was still in the rear.

"Third Young Master, why are you still here?!"

"Bullshit, where is it?!"

"Ahead... Look at Mr. Jin and Mr. Ji, they are already ahead..."

"Don't just look at the two of them with your eyes, but also look at who the other person is!"

"other side!?"

Feng Chenglin glanced at her suspiciously, then frowned and looked at the group of blood-robed men outside.

"Look at what?!"

Before the words finished, Feng Chenglin gasped suddenly, and jumped up with a face full of ghosts.

"It's Zuo Furong..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could fully jump up, Ling Luoyu slapped him on the head.

"What the hell are you dancing? Are you afraid that others won't see you?!"

Feng Chenglin quickly squatted down, his eyes full of horror: "Zuo Furong... why is she here?! It's so fucking narrow!!"

"They should be people from the Blood Palace who escaped from the world!"

"Hunting Blood Palace? What?!"

"Things that kill you!"

Feng Chenglin was speechless for a moment: "..."

He just asked casually, so why is it so choked up? !

"Third Young Master...then what should we do now?! Eh...wrong..."

Fatty Feng's expression instantly became more lively.

"Third Young Master, I'm afraid she's still telling the truth, what the hell are you hiding? Didn't Zuo Furong be abused by you last time!?"

"Bullshit! That's the Blood Mansion, I can afford it, but my family can't afford it..."

Ling Luoyu gazed into the distance.

"The two of us should stay out of the way, so as not to add new hatred to the old hatred, and create more troubles!"

If it wasn't for the safety of the Ling family, she wouldn't be so cautious.

It seems that a person's strength is not that powerful after all.

A power is truly powerful only when it is strong.

The strength of the Ling family's army still needs to be improved again.

It happened that the father was at home, so he took the time to order pills and martial arts secrets and let him train them.

The two mingled among a bunch of outer disciples, and walked towards the barrier from a distance.

An enchantment, like the Chu River and Han Boundary, straddles the Qiyun Sect and the people of the Blood House who escaped from the world.