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Chapter 733 You still dare to be so arrogant?!

Thinking of this, Ling Luoyu was extremely frightened and inexplicably covered in cold sweat.

Fortunately, Tingtong didn't expect that he would end up, otherwise if he had left Ling Jingchen in the volcano at that time, he would have been powerless to turn things around now.

With a smile, she patted Ling Jingchen on the shoulder.

"Ling Jingchen, it's okay if you don't know what happened! You just need to remember that your life was picked up!!"

Ling Jingchen looked her up and down suspiciously, frowned.

"Instructor, what happened? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Before Ling Luoyu could speak, he heard a deep shout from behind him.

"What's going on!"

Ling Jingchen's pupils suddenly shrank: "It's Tian Long!"

Amid the sound of clothes and flew, Tian Long came with an old man in gray robe.

"What happened to Triangle Ridge? How come it collapsed?!"

His eyes were looking for his son in the crowd, and his eyes changed slightly.

"Where is Tian Ziwen? Where is Tian Ziwen?!"

A disciple of the Tian family hurriedly pointed at Ling Luoyu: "Our young master went in with her! But she was the only one who came out, and neither Master Wen nor Master Nansi of the Nan family came out..."

Tian Long's footsteps staggered instantly, and he couldn't help but dodge two steps back: "Wen'er..."

The old man in gray robe behind him took a step forward and supported him strongly.

"Second brother, don't be anxious first!"

Tian Long suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm: "Brother, you must save Wen'er..."

He looked at the collapsed volcano in despair and muttered mechanically.

"Save Wen'er...Save Wen'er..."

In fact, he knew very well.

If Tian Ziwen was really in the mountains, not to mention saving him, even the corpse would not be able to be seen.

"Second brother, don't worry, Wen'er was grown up since I was a child. He is like my son! Whether it's dead or alive, I will give you an explanation!!"

The old man in gray robe raised his head and looked at Ling Luoyu with a drowsy look.

"Where is Tian Ziwen?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I'm not him, I have to look at him all the time! How do I know where he is?"

Ling Jingchen's eyes looked very strange and slowly, as if he was about to cry.

"Instructor..."

He lowered his voice, almost speaking with his lips.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "What?"

"Do you know who he is? You dare to talk to him like this?"

"Who!?"

"He is Tian Xing... Tian Long's brother!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Is there anything you can't mess with?

"The reason why the Tian family dares to be so arrogant is half because he... He is at the eighth level of Xuan Shen..."

Looking at their Ling family, Ling Chongding has the highest cultivation level, but he cannot compete with Tian Xing.

Over the years, if there were no great kings in the capital to suppress and intimidate them, the Tian family would have swallowed the Ling family long ago.

Now Ling Luoyu is yelling in front of Tian Xing, isn’t he asking for embarrassment or seeking death by himself!

"The Eighth Level of Xuan Shen?" Ling Luoyu glanced sideways and raised his eyebrows.

Ling Jingchen nodded quickly: "Yes!"

I thought I should stop calming down this time, right?!

Who knew that she immediately sneered: "So what?!"

Ling Jingchen: "..."

It was a waste of time to say what he said just now.

Tian Xing disagreed with their muttering, as if he didn't hear it.

"You were three of you going down together. Now you are alone here. I won't ask you, who else can you ask?!"
Chapter completed!
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