Let go of him!!" Ling Xiaojiao's face was already blurred with blood and tears, and seeing Ouyang Ting being tortured, she got up from the ground and pounced again.

Ouyang Ting has always been giggling in front of her, whether it is the iron-blooded spirit of facing the barbarian beast clan, or the occasional silly tenderness when he wanders outside the clan wall with her.

In Lingxiao's heart, there seems to be no pressure that can make him depressed, he has always been so strong.

But now, he is kneeling on the ground and screaming helplessly. I don't know how many barbarian beast clans have killed the hand, but it was ruthlessly broken by a human senior!

Presumably, his heart must be very painful at this moment.

A woman's tenderness is like water, capable of covering all things. However, when her water softens and turns to ice, it can also pierce the clutches of the devil who are trying to control it.

Ouyang Ting is Ouyang Ting of her Lingxiao! Even if he is stupid and a little confused about his daughter's heart, it still belongs to her. Every single bit is hers!

In the past two years, even if Lingxiao occasionally gets angry, he hasn't even filmed him once. My treasure, how can you treat this old horseman like this!

The determination ignited all the power in Lingxiao's heart, and the scenes of the past were like oil on fire, completely stimulating the madness hidden in her heart.

"Spirit Storm!" Lingxiao, whose long hair was messy, had long lost the slightest trace of tranquility at this moment, and pounced on Liu Guangming like an angry lioness.

"Hey, I don't know. Liu Guangming still pinched Ouyang Ting's severed arm with his right hand, looking at the trembling on his face due to the pain, his heart was relieved.

He didn't care about Lingxiao's pounce at all, but he just stretched out his left hand to gather qi in an instant, wanting to shatter the spiritual tide gathered around her.

This time, however, he miscalculated. Not only him, but everyone was stunned by the next scene.

Lingchao did collapse under Liu Guangming's strong palm, but Lingxiao didn't retreat at all!

The slightest aura flew upside down and cut through her skin, leaving countless streaks of blood on her body in the blood-stained long skirt.

But she still stubbornly pounced, but at this moment, Liu Guangming finally paid the price because of his carelessness and disdain.

"Ah!" With a miserable cry, Lingxiao opened his mouth and bit directly on Liu Guangming's outstretched left palm.

The daughter of the spirit race, who had always spread throughout the land of the tribe in the name of tranquility and femininity, pounced like a wild beast.

Her mouth was full of blood, and she bit it hard, grabbing her hands forward, trying to pull away Liu Guangming's hand that had brought infinite pain to Ouyang Ting.

Zhang Miao stood on the spot, she knew Lingxiao's temperament best. If it weren't for the collapse of her heart, how could she do such a crazy woman's act!

As she wished, Liu Guangming's right hand did let go of Ouyang Ting.

But in his rage, he slapped his palm at Lingxiao's head.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", and Lingxiao's forehead was slapped firmly by the angry Liu Guangming.

His angry palm, even if he had some scruples about the Spirit Clan, it was also an angry palm of a respected master.

"Let me go!"

However, with one palm, Lingxiao's mind was suddenly confused, and his left eye instantly became bloodshot and infinitely blood-red.

However, even so, she still instinctively did not let go of her mouth, but the corners of her mouth still kept murmuring: "Let go, let him go..."

"Old dog !!" Seeing that Liu Guangming was about to slap again, Ouyang Ting roared angrily and raised his head and slammed it into his chest.

With a muffled snort, Liu Guangming involuntarily took three steps back. Ling Xiao also lost consciousness at this moment, his mouth opened and crumbling and was hugged by Ouyang Ting with one hand.

Liu Guangming, the lord of the dignified Hou clan, has a respectful existence. There were too many mistakes tonight...

The pampering among the ethnic groups has already made a huge gap between his fighting skills and strength.

This gap is not a single one, but is spread throughout the group. This also creates the inertia of the border soldiers and the soldiers of the clan.

The reason why the people who killed the Martial Pavilion were so daunting was because of the fierceness and fearlessness cultivated from blood and fire!

It can be said that Liu Guangming's mistake tonight would have happened to a barbarian or an orc of the same level.

Tonight, he's dead for an unknown number of times!

"Xiao'er, Lingxiao!" Ouyang Ting seemed to have forgotten the sharp pain in his arm, and kept shaking Lingxiao's body with one hand and shouted loudly.

Lingxiao was unconscious, but the corners of her eyes were still bleeding bloodshot, seeing this tragic situation, Ouyang Ting's chest was entangled with remorse and hatred, and he roared to the sky.

The woman was tender, and she gave him such a waste.

can't protect the clansmen and can't keep her sister, and even her own survival at the moment needs her life to exchange!

"Ah!!" No matter how he shakes it, Lingxiao doesn't respond as if he's really dead at the moment.

"Angry, roar..."Liu Guangming glanced at his bloody palms and slowly put his hands behind his back.

Originally, he was quite angry in his heart, but after seeing the tragic situation of Ouyang Ting and Lingxiao, he was not angry. The heart is full of joy and enjoyment!

This is true of the law of the jungle, and so should the imperial class.

Liu Guangming enjoys this kind of control over life and death, and he has always raised his hands in favor of the idea of the dynasty built by Zhang Shenghong.

The Hou clan should not only exist in the title and the perfunctory respect, think about how majestic the princes were in ancient times?

My Liu family has a noble bloodline, and I deserve the name of that prince!

Whether it is Wu Chengfeng and Zhang Shengli who are deeply entangled in flying sand and rocks, or Liu Guangming's one-sided beating.

Zhang Yaozong, who was originally the most angry, became a spectator, and when he came to his senses, his face once again showed that protective indifference.

Zhang Miao was completely stunned by Liu Guangming's actions, he really had no scruples about giving such a heavy hand to the daughter of the Spirit Clan! Could it be that he was not afraid of the revenge of the Spirit Clan!

Lingxiao has known her for a long time, and the two daughters already have a relationship like best friends. Regardless of Liu Guangming's identity, Zhang Miao had already raised the longbow in his hand at this moment.

When the golden light of the totem of the Holy Clan in her eyebrows was dazzling and ready to attack, Zhang Yaozong made another move.

"Miao Miao, this order comes from the mouth of the old saint elder, and others don't respect it. Could it be that you, as a daughter of the Holy Clan, still have to do something to the Venerable Commander?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Miao's body stiffened, and even the power of the totems that had gathered on her arms was stunned for a moment.

Holy Clan Daughter, what a big hat!

Since the day of the awakening totem, this identity has been like a heavy shackle, firmly locking her shoulder and throat.

The Holy Clan is so big that the people of the tribe and clan can't imagine it. Mo said that the clan, even if it was only the second room and one vein where she was, was intricately connected to countless branches similar to the small clan.

Since she woke up, she Zhang Miao has placed too many expectations on her body, and she can't speak and act according to her heart.

Now, at the moment when her extreme desire erupted, this invisible restraint came from Zhang Yaozong's mouth again.

The arrow was already aimed at Liu Guangming's back, who was slowly approaching Ouyang Ting, but her hands couldn't help trembling, and she really couldn't let go of the bowstring!

This arrow can't kill Liu Guangming. But this arrow can break the expectations of many people under the second room.

Zhang Yaozong's fangs have been faintly exposed, and his young patriarch's heart has never died....

It is unique for a woman to inherit the position of the patriarch of the Holy Clan, and if she makes a wrong step, it will be difficult to say that she will be difficult in the future.

After all, the clansmen who were punished for losing their minds to the head of the Hou clan would definitely not try to understand her anger at the moment!

"Think clearly, if you do it, the clan brother will not stop you. Zhang Yaozong smiled slightly and said softly.

After a while, when Liu Guangming was already standing in front of Ouyang Ting again. The longbow in Zhang Miao's hand slowly hung down.

Brother Xie reminded Miao Miao to keep it in mind. As she said this, her body trembled, and her heart twitched.

The surname Zhang in this life is really only extravagant hope....

I'm sorry Lingshino, I'm sorry... Ouyang Ting.

Taking a deep look at the Lingxiao who was firmly held in Ouyang Ting's arms, a trace of envy flashed in Zhang Miao's eyes.

She envies Lingxiao's freewheeling personality, and she also envies her unscrupulous dare to think and do!

When I really hold the Holy Clan, I, Zhang Miao, will give you justice... I, do what I say.

In the blink of an eye, he glanced deeply at Zhang Yaozong, Zhang Miao flicked his longbow and turned around and left quickly. This turn came decisively, without a trace of hesitation or a moment's return.

Under Zhang Yaozong's suspicious gaze, she left.

His eyes passed through Liu Guangming's block, and Ouyang Ting also saw Zhang Miao's back at this moment.

Say goodbye, my green days...

"Weak chicken, gone. Even though he was only two steps away from Liu Guangming, Ouyang Ting's face was full of calm without the slightest panic.

"Let's go?" Liu Guangming was stunned for a moment, and then laughed as if he had heard some big joke: "Haha, isn't the young man crazy to lose his mind?"

Ouyang Ting was very calm, but his right arm around Lingxiao's body tightened tightly.

"You have the final say!" replied the weak chicken, regaining some strength beside him, leaning his neck.

"Hmph! Foolish people talk about dreams!" Liu Guangming snorted coldly and stepped forward, reaching out to grab Ouyang Ting's neck.

He didn't like it when someone behaved like this in front of him, it reminded him of Wu Chengfeng when he was younger. That's a hurdle in his heart that he can never get over!

However, at this moment, a mutation protruded!

I saw Ouyang Ting let out an angry roar with all his strength, and the blood flowing everywhere around his body suddenly exploded.

Bursts of blood mist filled the space three feet in front of him in an instant! It was at this moment that the Vermilion Bird Fire on the weak chicken's body ignited again.

"Yo~~" A shocking crisp sound resounded in the sky!

This burn is not only the blood of a weak chicken, but also its body that is not strong enough.

But seeing its body slowly dissolve and vaporize in the terrifying flames that erupted... Disappear.

The firebird, the true body of the four-elephant divine beast that was once worshiped by all the peoples, floated up. Shining on Liu Guangming, who was close at hand, a rocket erupted in front of him!

Roaring, rushing, instantly! Liu Guangming was shocked, and hurriedly raised his supreme strength to block the Vermilion Bird True Fire.

However, one step late, one small step!

His strength was indeed enough to block the Vermilion Bird Fire of the Chakra Realm, but he was defeated by the fact that he was unable to react!

"Ah!!" With a miserable scream, half of Liu Guangming's face was rushed by the Vermilion Bird True Fire, and the flames on the right side of his face were extinguished.

"Ouyang, Ouyang Ting...", perhaps feeling the loss of Ouyang Ting's blood, the originally silent Lingxiao in his arms actually woke up slowly.

"Xiao'er. Looking at her blood-beaded eyes, Ouyang Ting held her in his arms and muttered with pity.

Struggled to get up, he and Lingxiao leaned closely together and stared at the three-foot extreme fire in front of him.

Liu Guangming fell to the ground with a miserable howl, and rolled on the ground. And the weak chickens are gone.

As the firelight gradually dissipated, a palm-sized firebird screamed and rushed straight into Ouyang Ting's eyebrows and disappeared.

"If you don't die, would it be good to marry me?" Ouyang Ting turned his face to look at Ling Xiao and smiled seriously.

"Good. Lingxiao nodded.

"Let's go, take me..."Ouyang Ting took a deep look at Wu Chengfeng, who was still fighting with Zhang Shengli, and turned around and walked towards the cliff with Lingxiao.

At the bottom of the cliff, there is a rolling rapid. On the cliff, there are two souls whose hearts are like stagnant water, but they are extremely warm.

With a "poof", Ouyang Ting frowned, glanced at the arrow marks that suddenly appeared on his shoulder blades, and then at Zhang Yaozong, who was holding a bow in the distance.

Finally, he glanced at Ouyang Xi, who was stunned, shook his head and said nothing in his arms, and Ouyang Ting jumped off the cliff without looking back.

What is left for Zhang Yaozong is nothing more than the ridicule of the last scene....

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