Ling Zhaolong waved his hand to interrupt, and said with a proud smile: "When you arrive at Linhai Holy City, you are guests, this rogue, it is our responsibility, don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with you!"

When he saw a group of wounded cyclists turning over on their mounts, Han Yat-sen's heart suddenly flashed with a hint of heat.

Martial artists are cold by nature, especially martial artists in different holy cities, and wars will break out between them at any time.

But Commander Ling did this, which was really touching.

Now his subordinates are also wounded, and they are still from their hands.

But regardless of his previous suspicions, he wanted to help him rescue the commander of the Northern Wilderness.

This bearing is admirable.

"Commander Ling, the grace is as heavy as a mountain, my Northern Wilderness Knight Army, remembered

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