Those chains that were hovering in the air and shining with light seemed to have lost their power and slowly dissipated into the invisible.
He raised his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from, with doubts and vigilance in his eyes.
In the distance, several figures were approaching at an alarming speed. Their movements were agile and their clothes were fluttering, like immortals descending from the clouds.
When they got closer, they could see clearly that they were reinforcements from the Jiang family. Although they were small in number, only four people, each of them exuded a strong aura of the Heavenly Realm, which made people dare not underestimate them. Especially the leader.
In position, his steps are steady, his momentum is like a rainbow, and he is surrounded by an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression. He is obviously a leader in the Tongtian realm.
"Jiang Lianheng!" Jiang Xiruo exclaimed, with a hint of disbelief and nervousness in her voice. This name is both familiar and unfamiliar to her. It is familiar because it represents the supreme power of the Jiang family.
The authority and glory were unfamiliar because she had never imagined that she would meet the legendary head of the family on such an occasion.
Her face instantly turned pale, and she hurriedly turned to look at Ling Xiao, her eyes full of worry and eagerness, "Be careful, he is Jiang Lianheng, the current head of the Jiang family. His cultivation is unfathomable. You must not be careless!"
Ling Xiao's eyes passed through many obstacles, ignoring Jiang Lianheng's aggressive momentum. All his attention was focused on Ah Li, who was tightly held in Jiang Lianheng's hand. Ah Li, who was once lively and active
, the little fox, full of vitality, is now as languid as an eggplant beaten by frost.
Its limbs were tightly wrapped with cold chains, and those chains seemed to be spiritual, constantly tightening, and Le Deari's skin was covered with shocking scars. Its breath was weak, and every breath seemed so difficult.
The pair of big, smart eyes had lost their former brilliance at this moment, leaving only endless fear and exhaustion.
There seemed to be a fire burning in Ling Xiao's chest, a flame of anger and distress. It was hard for him to imagine that such a small life could withstand such cruel torture. Every weak moan of Ah Li was like
It was a sharp knife that cut a series of scars on his heart.
Ahri, the first friend he made after entering the Southern Territory, not only brought endless joy to his boring spiritual life with his innocence, but also helped him many times at critical moments, becoming his closest friend.
One of the comrades.
However, now that he suffered such suffering because of himself, Ling Xiao's heart was filled with endless guilt and self-blame.
This made his heart extremely painful, as if countless sharp knives were quietly and accurately piercing into the softest part of his heart.
Every penetration of the needle tip was accompanied by a violent convulsion, which was a tremor deep in the soul, a sign of regret and self-blame for being unable to protect.
He closed his eyes, trying to let the raging torrent of emotions stop for a moment, but every time he thought he had calmed down, the needlepoints seemed to deepen a little more, and the pain and bitterness were intertwined, making it indescribable.
After pain, hatred follows, a deep and endless hatred that swallows up all light and reason like an abyss.
He hated himself and why he didn't have enough strength. When Ahri needed him most, he could only watch it suffer. The little fox's clear and innocent eyes were full of trust and dependence on him.
Now, this trust has become the heaviest burden on his heart, making him miserable.
He hated the people of the Jiang family even more. He hated that they were as cruel as snakes and scorpions, and could actually do this to such an innocent and lovely little being. In his eyes, these people were no longer human beings, but were wearing human skins.
Demons, their existence is a kind of blasphemy and defilement of the beauty of this world.
A strong killing intent surged in his heart, and he wanted to kill these demons one by one and make them pay the due price for their crimes.
The word "Kill!" echoed in his mind, as shocking as thunder. His eyes became red, as if there were flames beating, which was the embodiment of anger and hatred in his heart. However, even though his demonic intention was rolling crazily
, like a black storm about to break out, but his expression still remained unusually calm, without any fluctuation.
This calmness is not because the anger and hatred in his heart have dissipated, but because he knows that at this moment, any loss of control will only make the situation worse.
He must stay calm and use reason to think about how to rescue Ahri and how to find a glimmer of hope in this crisis. He understands that the more he cares about Ahri, the more dangerous Ahri will be, because the other party’s bargaining chip is him.
Care and reluctance.
Therefore, he must bury his emotions deep in his heart and use calmness and wisdom to deal with the predicament at hand.
Jiang Lianheng's eyes met with Ling Xiao's, as if two invisible forces were violently colliding in the air. In his eyes, hatred burned like a fire, almost swallowing up everything around him. Every word spit out from his mouth,
As if squeezed out from between the teeth, with deep-seated hatred: "My son, Jiang Feng, his death has nothing to do with you, right?"
Faced with this sudden accusation, Ling Xiao's mouth curved with a hint of indifference, but his eyes revealed deep sarcasm.
He did not directly answer Jiang Lianheng's question, but said in an almost provocative tone: "It is really embarrassing that the head of the Jiang family, one of the seven major families in the East China Sea, can do such a heinous thing——
Use an innocent little girl as a bargaining chip to threaten an opponent who has no deep grudge against you. This kind of behavior not only tarnishes the reputation of the Jiang family, but also tramples on the face and makes it worthless."
Jiang Lianheng's expression still maintained an elusive calmness, as if Ling Xiao's sarcasm was just a passing wind to him.
He shook his head gently, and a disdainful sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Face? In this world where the strong are respected, face is just a fig leaf for the weak to deceive themselves. I, Jiang Lian, act in a hegemonic manner, only seeking results and not caring about the process.
."
"Since I can easily blackmail you with Ahri, why not do it? As for you, Ling Xiao, maybe you are outstanding in some aspects, but in my eyes, you are just an insignificant person after all.
The opponent is not worth my effort to deal with."
When Ling Xiao heard this, he couldn't help but frown deeply. He knew very well what kind of ruthless opponent he was facing. This kind of unprincipled and unscrupulous madman is often more unpredictable than those enemies who follow the rules and pay attention to morality.
and coping.
Their behavior is often beyond common sense and makes people unable to guard against it. Ling Xiao can't help but feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He understands that in order to win this contest, he must be more cautious and smarter in dealing with Jiang Lianheng's attacks.