Chapter 567: Ling'er

"So, shouldn't you stay with the Blood Prince?"

"How did you end up here?"

Han Dong faintly felt that something was wrong, so he opened his mouth coldly and continued to ask.

"We were ordered to go down the mountain and find out the whereabouts of Immortal Master Han. ”

Listening to the words of the blood clansman, Han Dong suddenly hooked his lips and sneered.

"Oh, it seems that you are very afraid of Han Immortal Master?"

Han Dong was proud in his heart, thinking that these two wastes, they didn't even recognize them when they stood in front of them.

also came to inquire about his own news, which is really laughable.

"Our blood prince has cultivated profoundly, how can he be afraid of a mere Chinese person. ”

"It's just a bet with a few masters to see who can kill the head of the Han Immortal Master first. ”

"The one who wins is the leader of the alliance. ”

The words of those two blood clansmen immediately made Han Dong angry.

What kind of bullshit blood prince still wants to use his own head to take the position, it's just a fool's dream.

is still bold enough to bet on himself, I really don't know how thick the sky is.

Han Dong hooked his fingers and cut the two minions of the blood clan into pieces of meat.

Turn around and continue walking up the hill.

I wondered in my heart, since people regard themselves as goals.

Then have fun with them, but to see who has such skills.

The more Han Dong walked up the mountain, the more corpses he saw on the side of the road.

The entire mountain road was paved with piles of corpses, and the ravines by the side of the road were littered with stumps and broken arms.

As a rough estimate, there were hundreds of people along the way.

Most of them were ordinary tourists, and there were only a few corpses of monks.

This made the anger in Han Dong's heart grow deeper and deeper, knowing that no matter how fierce the infighting of the Huaxia forces was, they would not easily harm these innocent civilians.

First, I know that there is a Yanlong official who will settle accounts after the autumn.

Moreover, it will also be criticized and condemned by other forces.

These tragically killed tourists must have been killed by those of the alien alliance.

"Stop!"

"Stop!"

Suddenly, there was a shout on the side road.

Han Dong followed the prestige, but saw a young girl in disheveled clothes, who was being chased by several foreign monks.

The girl was panting for run, and her clothes were torn and she couldn't hide her shame.

Large areas of snow white and naked, looking pitiful.

Behind him were several foreign monks, all as thick as oxen, with their capes scattered and holding a bear's claw-shaped weapon in their hands.

This immediately reminded Han Dong of the campers who died tragically for the first time.

Those people must have been killed by this weapon like a bear's claw.

Seeing this, Han Dong's anger rose sharply in an instant, and a flashing figure like wind and lightning instantly swept past those foreign monks.

The foreign monks were stunned for a moment, and then their bodies turned into pieces and slowly slipped down like sliced tofu.

"Big brother, thank you for saving me. ”

When the little girl saw this, she trembled with fright, and only after a while did she say thank you in a trembling voice.

"How come you're here alone?"

Han Dong looked back when he heard the voice, and saw that the girl was at most eighteen or nineteen years old, with beautiful eyebrows and fair skin.

It shouldn't be an ordinary child, so he asked with some doubts.

"My family and I went up the mountain to burn incense, but halfway through we ran into these fierce foreign monks. ”

"They kill people when they see them, and my family ......"

Halfway through the girl's words, she was already crying like rain.

Han Dong thought to herself, her family must have been in trouble.

"I will never spare these foreign beasts. ”

"It's dangerous on this mountain, you should go down the mountain quickly. ”

"I will avenge your family's revenge. ”

Han Dong took off his coat, put it on the girl, and turned around to leave.

"Big brother, I'm afraid ......"

The girl's words suddenly made Han Dong's heart tremble.

Yes, I have saved her now, but if she encounters danger again on the way down the mountain, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach her.

"Well, how about you follow me up the mountain, and then send you down the mountain when I've cooked those foreign mongrels?"

Unable to think of a better way, Han Dong turned his head and asked the girl.

But at the moment when he turned his head, he was surprised to find that there was a trace of cunning in the girl's eyes.

Han Dong suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

But this girl can't detect any energy aura on her body, and she is obviously just an ordinary person.

"Hmm. ”

"I'll go up the mountain with you, and I'm sure you'll be able to protect me. ”

"My name is Ling'er, are you?"

The girl listened to Han Dong's words, but she agreed happily, wiped away her tears, nodded and spoke.

"Forehead ......"

"You can just call me Brother Han. ”

You can't have the heart to hurt others, and you can't have the heart to defend people.

Han Dong has been alone so far, and he still has this awareness.

Although this Ling'er was just an ordinary person, Han Dong still had a feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

The two of them went all the way to Feiyunding, and they didn't meet any foreign monks on the way.

No more bodies were seen either.

On the top of this flying cloud, there is a floating cloud view.

The master of the Qianrui Dao, with the peak realm of the spiritual realm, is a well-known Taoist master in China.

Although his cultivation is not low, he does not seek fame and fortune, and he lives in seclusion.

This view of the clouds is also the peak of incense on weekdays.

But when Han Dong took Ling'er and arrived at the gate of Piaoyun Temple, what he saw was a river of blood and corpses all over the place.

The people who died this time were all Huaxia monks, and the lowest cultivation level was all at the Transformation Realm level.

Apparently there has just been a bloody battle here.

Han Dong heard the faint sound of fighting in the floating clouds, and immediately took Ling'er and walked coldly.

At this time, a strong wind suddenly hit, and Han Dong dodged sideways.

"Phew!"

A scimitar instantly flew into the air and slashed at the brick wall of the Floating Cloud Gate.

Han Dong turned around and saw that there were already more than a dozen foreign monks standing behind him.

The clothes are different, there are blood clans wearing black cloaks, and there are also five big and three thick barbarians holding bear claw weapons.

There were also several waves of foreign monks that Han Dong had never seen.

Some are blonde and blue-eyed, armed with dog-legged scimitars, while others have dark skin like carbon, and are dressed in animal skins and hold bone spears.

After some insight, the cultivation was all in the mountain of the transformation realm, and Han Dong immediately expected that such a person was just a little minion guarding the door.

"Huaxia people, leave quickly. ”

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being rude. ”

The first blood clan member shouted with a sinister smile.

"Hah! You people don't know how to live or die. ”

"This is the place of the Huaxia people, you are the ones who want to roll!"

Han Dong decided that they were the murderers who killed those innocent tourists, and he didn't talk nonsense and summoned the green cicada with a wave of his sword.

"Boom. ”

A slash, blood flowed all of a sudden, and more than a dozen people did not survive.

Han Dong put away the cicada sword, pulled the girl, and walked towards the Floating Cloud Temple.

When I entered the door, I saw a group of Chinese monks, who were fighting with more than 30 foreign masters.

"Han Immortal Master ......"

At this time, a shout instantly made everyone in the entire field feel as if they were frozen.

Then, in an instant, the forces were divided into left and right, and they retreated to their own camps.

Han Dong followed the prestige and saw Lin Aotian in the Huaxia monk's camp, waving at him.

Behind him was Bai Yuan, and there were more than a dozen masters of the Huaxia Sect List.

Han Dong strode towards Lin Aotian without hesitation.

"Immortal Master Han, I knew you would come. ”

"Now with your help, we will be able to defeat this gang of indiscriminate murderous foreign bandits. ”

As soon as Lin Aotian saw Han Dong, he immediately greeted him with excitement.

Han Dong knew that they were all well-known figures in Huaxia, and since the secret treasure of the Asgard Palace was no longer a secret, it was not surprising that they were there.

"Phew!"

"Lin Aotian, you don't have to spew blood there. ”

"When we came, those people had already been killed, and besides, our purpose was to hide secretly, how could we kill innocents indiscriminately?"

A blood clan leader immediately retorted with anger on his face when he heard Lin Aotian's words.

Han Dong turned his head to glance at the Blood-Clan, thinking that he was probably the Thirteenth Earl of Dakola that the two Blood-Clansmen were talking about.

"It was he, the one who ordered his men to kill my family. ”

At this time, Ling'er behind Han Dong raised his hand with resentment and pointed at the Thirteenth Earl of Nadakora and spoke.

"How can it be justified? ”

"You must have premeditated, I never saw you. ”

Faced with Ling'er's accusation, the face hidden under the hood was filled with uncontrollable anger.

The group of foreign monks behind him were also innocent with a look on their faces.

Han Dong had already sensed that something was wrong at this moment, the strength of these foreign monks was not weak, but after all, this was within Huaxia.

This manpower should be done in a low-key manner.

How is it possible, such a fanfare and wanton killing.

But this Ling'er came forward to identify the other party, and there was not the slightest look of fear in his eyes?