"Hiss", for a moment, the breath of the group of people in front of Xiaoyue Fort's formation suddenly stagnated slightly.
Baby, could it be baby?
His heart palpitated, and Duanmu Yu's body couldn't help trembling.
Don't be a little girl.
Shui Han clenched his fists, and veins popped out on the back of his hands.
Baby girl, it can’t be you!
Jun Lin was praying secretly, and his heartbeat accelerated in an instant.
But, little girl?
Shuicang, Shui Ling, and Shui Zhan, the corners of their eyes twitched, and their hearts clenched tightly together.
Could it be that the little girl fell into the hands of the Wu Hou family?
The countless nerves in the blue sky were stretched into strings in an instant.
At the same moment, the hearts of Ruyi, Gao Li, Liusu, Xingchen and others also sank. Their eyes suddenly became sharp, faintly flashing with jumping light. For the first time, Xingchen's unwavering eyes flashed.
There are traces of water patterns called nervousness.
In an instant, the surrounding air was inexplicably tinged with solemnity.
"Whoa", almost at the same moment, countless people's pupils shrank, and their gazes all turned to the front, with their unparalleled eyes staring closely behind Wu Hou Laifeng.
After Wu Hou came to blow the wind, his gaze, while focusing on the air behind him, was still squinting closely at Duanmu Yu.
Before the last word of that short number could even be heard, a sudden darkness appeared above the heads of the more than a hundred people in Lingfeng Castle, and groups of shadows suddenly appeared out of thin air one after another, and connected into a circle in an instant.
, covering the sky like clouds.
The moment the shadow appeared, an invisible pressure spread like fog and seeped into the air.
How many real elites are there in Lingfeng Castle?
This time, the loss of troops and generals will be inevitable.
Jun Lin's heart sank slightly, but there was nothing strange about his golden eyes.
The Wu Hou family should not be underestimated.
After Shuicang took one look, he raised a pair of sword-shaped eyebrows.
Thousands of elites have met a good player!
Xiaoyue stood in the front of the group of people, and their eyes suddenly burst into strong fighting spirit.
What a strong queue.
With so many high-level sages showing up, the old bastard Wu Hou decided to die together.
Now, wouldn't Xiaoyue have to lose a lot of high-level experts?
The corners of his eyes tightened, and his eyebrows twisted together in acacia, tightly tangled together.
The dark clouds that appeared above Lingfeng Castle were composed of three thousand venerables. Their auras were as uniform and stable as mountains. Their cultivation levels were all four stars or above. They were arranged in a three-square formation, and each square formation was also the same.
Xiaoyue's queue is the same, all interacting to form a triangle.
There are three thousand venerables, both male and female, old and young, all wearing armor. The colorful armor is glowing with flowing luster. The entire array is like a giant brocade woven with colorful threads, with criss-crossing lines.
Dazzling.
After appearing, the Three Thousand Venerables floated in the air like a leaf, silent and motionless. If not for the occasional movement of their eyes, they would be no different from stone statues.
Where are people?
In the blue sky, Ruyi and others suddenly opened their eyes and looked around.
It’s fine if you don’t have it.
The four brothers Duanmu Yu and Shui Han relaxed their heartstrings in unison.
It's better if you don't see that person.
If that person really fell into the hands of the Wu Hou family, it would be really bad.
My heart, gripped by lovesickness, finally began to relax little by little like the peonies blooming for the first time.
Fortunately, my good daughter was not taken out.
How could the little baby fall into the hands of Lingfeng Castle when he was in the ice sea?
He was worried again.
"Fortmaster Wu Hou, I wonder where the person who I just mentioned to introduce to the Lord and others is now?" His eyes swept over one by one, but he didn't see the person who was worried about him. Jun Lin suddenly felt relaxed and smiled.
He looked at the dark clouds in the sky with a smile: "In other words, is the Lord Wu Hou talking about those thousands of Your Excellencies?"
People will bring it naturally.
"I will not let you down." Turning back, Wu Hou Laifeng's hateful eyes, like a snake's gloomy gaze, fell on the three people opposite.
In an instant, Jun Lin, Duan Muyu, the four brothers of the Shui family, together with Lan Tian in the sky, came to Ruyi and the others, and suddenly there was a hint of urgency in their hearts.
My lovesick heart sank again in an instant.
"Duanmu Yu, you have to watch carefully." Wu Hou Laifeng showed a sinister smile in the corner of his eyes, and looked sideways at the place where the Three Thousand Venerables were standing: "Bring the people out."
"Boom", Duanmuyu's heart jumped heavily as his eyes narrowed, like a deer bumping into each other randomly.
Who is it?
For an instant, a pair of eyes stared closely at the sky again.
"Bang bang..." Inexplicably, the heartbeat of lovesickness suddenly accelerated.
She frowned, not understanding what she was thinking, so she immediately stretched out her hand and pressed on her heart.
And at that moment, a sudden faint light lit up in front of where the three thousand venerables were standing, and in an instant, three more figures appeared in the void.
"Hiss..." In an instant, everyone who was facing Xiao Yue's group took a breath of cold air.
Is it him?!
"Shua", Duanmuyu's face turned pale in an instant.
That kid, is that kid?
Lan Tian and Lai Ruyi looked at each other quickly, with a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Who is it?
Jun Lin, Shui Han and others had doubts in their minds.
It's him!
"Uncle Hong!" In an instant, his body trembled, and Xiangsi opened his eyes. The black pupils were as bulging as the eyes of a bullfrog, almost bulging out of the eye sockets and turning into light bulbs.
There were three figures, not too many and not too little, hanging in a straight line in the air. The one on the left was Wu Houqiu, who looked kind and dignified on the outside, and the one on the right was a man who was about twenty-five or six years old.
, a young man with a gentle appearance, wearing beige armor, black hair and black eyes.
About half a foot below the two of them, there was a man hanging in the air. Around the man's waist was a chain that was as thick as a child's arm, with small circular rings interlocking, and as green as spring grass.
Hold it in the hands of Wu Houqiu and the man in beige armor.
The hanging man had long hair disheveled and disheveled, a rounded face, so pale that there was no trace of blood, his lips were also white, and his eyes were slightly closed.
.
But on his body, contrary to his face, no part of his body was intact. His whole body was covered with deep, shallow, and intertwined scars. On his chest, there were several scars that reached as deep as his ribs. One of them was
, a half-inch-wide gash was opened, and the flesh rolled over, revealing pink tender flesh, and bright red blood gurgling out.
His whole body, except for the intact parts above his neck, was like a person who had been dyed in a pool of blood. The true color of his armor could no longer be seen, only the broken pieces or pieces hanging on his body.
The armor turned into a deep dark red, and the dark red on the chest was covered with thin streaks of bright red like small streams.
At the same time, the long hair hanging down on the chest and back, from the shoulders and the neck, was also dyed into red hair, and some of it was stuck into balls and intertwined together.
Being held in the air by the two people, the person with slightly closed eyes was like a swing hanging in the autumn wind. His arms and feet were hanging low, as if they were hanging on his body like vines, and the fingertips of his hands and feet,
There were still drops of blood that had condensed into fat.
She has lived up to her trust, she is sorry for her brother in red.
Looking at the dying man, Acacia's eyes suddenly became hot and wet in an instant.
Although his face was expressionless, his face was very similar to Hongliluo's, and even more similar to Changqing's Cha Chi Hongqingqing. Xiangsi recognized it with just one glance.
Thank God, it's not my baby girl.
Jun Lin's brows were instantly dyed with joy.
Shui Han, Three Swordsmen, Gao Li and others, after being shocked, instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
The person the little girl was looking for fell into the hands of Wu Hou.
What should I do?
Lan Tian's heart sank and he became anxious.
Liancheng, it turned out to be Liancheng.
"Liancheng, Liancheng..." Duanmuyu, whose heart was full of sadness, stared blankly at the tormented humanoid bloody man, and cried out in an instant.
In an instant, everyone in Xiaoyue looked at each other in confusion.
know?
Is this the one who came from there?
Jun Lin and Shui Han, who were the only ones who knew about Xiao Yue, were suddenly shocked.
who?
Who is calling him?
Hong Liancheng, who was breathing weakly, opened his eyes with difficulty and prepared to explore the outside world.
"Haha..." With a long laugh, Wu Hou Laifeng could not hide the joy in his heart: "Duanmu Yu, the master of this castle sent someone from Lingfeng Castle to send your old sweetheart. Do you like this generous gift?
"
Is Yu'er here?!
At that moment, Hong Liancheng, who had just opened his eyes, was suddenly startled, his eyes suddenly opened, and his lips could not suppress a tremor.
"Fortmaster Wuhou, you haven't attacked Xiaoyue for the past month, but you want to bring this person to show the wife of this fortmaster?" Jun Lin gave a cold look and said in a cold voice: "Man, we have seen it, now
Well, are you preparing for a single battle or a group battle?"
"Jun Lin, my father helped you get rid of a man who stole a woman. You should be grateful." Wu Houqiu shook the chain in his hand and laughed sinisterly: "This man belongs to Duan Muyu.
Concubine, you have heard it with your own ears. Your woman has never forgotten him. My father captured this man for you, so you have to show something, right?"
Shameless!
His heart trembled, Duanmu Yu's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, his red lips slightly opened, but he couldn't utter a single word.
A thing that doesn't know whether to live or die is left alive, but it doesn't know what is good or bad.
"Wu Houqiu, you have grown so much that you are so brave." A flash of murderous intent flashed through his eyes. Jun Lin stared at Wu Houqiu as if he were looking at a dead person: "My little princess, the Lord of the castle, will leave you alive.
Instead of escaping for your life, you dare to go to Xiaoyue to make yourself look embarrassed. The Lord of this castle will give you a ride for my daughter so that you can reunite with your son and the ancestors of your Wuhou family as soon as possible."
"Junlin, Duanmuyu, don't be complacent. Don't forget that this person is still in our Lingfeng Castle." Wu Hou Laifeng pointed his finger in the air and smiled wildly: "This person is Hongliluo's uncle. Let Mu Xiangsi's
Senior brother Hongliluo comes out and replaces one person with another, otherwise, I will make him regret it!"
Duanmu Yu's eyes tightened, and his eyes were filled with panic.
He wants his daughter to be replaced, dream!
"Hongli Luo has not come to Xiao Yue. She should be in Sha Mansion on the Eastern Continent at this time." Junlin turned a blind eye to the people in the sky, his golden eyes cold: "Although Hong Li Luo is my daughter's senior brother, I am not Xiao Yue's.
Yue is in charge, you have to change people and go to the people from the Eastern Continent."
"Really? Even if that's the case, then I don't have to be polite." With a gloomy smile, he flew up into the air, and in an instant, he landed in front of the hanging Hong Liancheng.
"With a time limit, if Hongli Luo doesn't show up within ten breaths of time, I will cut his uncle's body with a knife and keep cutting until he comes out. Now, I will try my hand first. If after ten breaths,
If Hong Liluo doesn't show up, I will try again, Lord." With a cold smile on his face, Wu Hou suddenly raised his hand, and a flash of red orange shot into one of Hong Liancheng's eyes.
"No..." Duanmuyu's pupils widened, and his red lips uttered a single word with difficulty.
"Hoo", behind Duanmu Yu, Feng Yu and the three swordsmen of the Shui family flew up.
"Old bastard, how dare you!" At the same moment, an angry shout pierced the void.