Luo Ling snorted lowly and looked at Xiling Jinli with a cold expression. She had never met someone so annoying before. Even if she looked at him more, she felt frustrated.
"What are you still doing while standing there? Take your people with you!" Luo Ling raised his hand and poked Zhang Shaoliang. Zhang Shaoliang was stunned for a moment and responded: "Oh."
Then he waved his sword and said loudly: "Give it to me! No one left!"
When he just felt that the wireless scenery was shouted out by this sentence, Luo Ling suddenly pulled him who wanted to rush forward, and said angrily: "What's the matter? We agreed not to hurt Lan'er.
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Zhang Shaoliang was slightly stunned, then nodded repeatedly, "Uh, sorry, I just shouted so well, but don't worry, I will bring Lan'er out safely. His good piano skills cannot be wasted, right, you
Retreat and be careful that the sword has no eyes."
When Zhang Shaoliang rushed forward, Xiling Jinyue was still looking at him calmly, but when he was about to come, he suddenly raised the flute and sent it to his lips.
The moment the strange and harsh flute sounded, the birds and beasts with a radius of hundreds of miles centered on him all died suddenly at the same time.
Luo Ling knelt down with her head in her arms. When she was about to get up and pick up the pipa, she suddenly felt that her ears were empty and she could not hear any sound.
She stood up and looked around, and the people surrounding her were covered in pain, but Zhang Shaoliang stood in front of Xiling Jinyue and remained motionless.
Luo Ling's head was dizzy and his ears couldn't hear clearly, but he watched Xiling Jinyue take them all on the horse and escape, then turned around to look at Zhang Shaoliang, but he was still standing there.
She felt something was wrong and didn't care about someone chasing Xiling Jinyue and the others, so she went up to check on Zhang Shaoliang. As soon as she walked in front of him, Luo Ling was frightened by his appearance.
Zhang Shaoliang was almost bleeding from his orifices, and his eyes were staring in front of him. Just when Luo Ling was surprised that he could still stand like this, the sword in Zhang Shaoliang's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and then his body fell to the ground, unconscious.
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No one expected that this raid would be such a miserable defeat, and it would be a terrible sight.
When Luo Ling woke up, it was already noon. The slightly dazzling sunlight shone in from the window, making her unable to open her eyes.
The room was very quiet. She struggled to support her body. Although her vision was blurry, she could see that there was no one in the room. Her mouth was so dry that she struggled to get out of bed and wanted to pour some water for herself.
"Well……"
Before her toes were close to the ground, she slid down from the bed and fell to the ground. Only then did she realize that her whole body was sore.
When she leaned against the edge of the bed and wanted to call Mei Xiang in, she was surprised to find that her throat could hardly make any noise.
Luo Ling was a little panicked. She coughed twice, but she couldn't hear her voice...
She sat on the ground with a look of earth, not reacting for a moment. When she was outside the capital, after Zhang Shaoliang fell down, she herself lost consciousness and later she knew nothing.
Suddenly, a familiar figure rushed in, came to her, and helped her up from the ground. Luo Ling looked up and felt that her face was very blurry. She rubbed her eyes...