Yan Lingyun came back to his senses, his back was in a hot pain, his clothes were also opened, and the snow wind poured in coldly.

Ping'er turned to Yan Lingyun's back to take a look, her pretty face was cold, she screamed angrily, and hit Huo Lei with one palm.

Yan Lingyun stretched out an arm, stopped Ping'er, glanced at Huo Linglong first, and then stabbed at Huo Lei steeply, his eyes shining coldly.

In the next moment, he slapped a palm, and the palm rolled the wind and snow, and he was as high as the person, and let out a sharp roar, rushing straight towards Huolei.

Huo Lei's complexion changed greatly, and he subconsciously retreated.

Seeing this, the people of the madman tribe pounced on the two of them, each of them sealed a palm, but they heard two loud bangs, the two of them snorted, and fell back at the same time, and the strength of the palm did not disappear, and they still slapped towards the fire.

"Uncle Gao, save me!" Huo Lei exclaimed in panic.

In the crowd, a big man was snatched out, majestic like an iron tower, and he blocked in front of Huo Lei, and he also slapped it with one palm.

I saw that his palm power was surging like a mountain, emptying and hitting directly, colliding with Yan Lingyun's palm strength, and the entire river bank was suddenly turbulent, and the wind and snow were rolling.

The surging momentum was like a piece of broken blade, sending out a sharp whistling and shooting in both directions, knocking the crowd into chaos.

Yan Lingyun's figure flickered, took a step back, and when he looked at it, he saw that the big man in front of him was as calm as a mountain, not moving a bit.

With a flick of his hands, the big man swept away the scattered strength, and said coldly to Yan Lingyun: "Young man, it's good to cultivate!" But if you want to move me from the madman tribe, you have to ask me Gao Han first. ”

"Uncle Gao!"

Huo Linglong said slightly angrily.

"What instructions does the young lady have?" Gao Han asked calmly.

Huo Linglong glanced at Yan Lingyun, took a deep breath, and said: "Huo Lei is rude first, and then he does it, his fault is personal, for this matter, Uncle Gao must not be partial!" ”

Gao Han's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, and said, "What Miss said, Gao Han didn't dare to obey." As the second madman, I have the responsibility to maintain the dignity of the madman tribe, so Gao Han acts, regardless of the reason, only asks where the duty is, and please forgive me! ”

"Uncle Gao is right." Huo Lei walked out from behind Gao Han and said to Huo Linglong: "My dear cousin, what you said makes my brother feel cold, we are also a family, but your heart is turned outward, could it be that you have fallen in love with other people's little white faces?" ”

When Huo Linglong heard this, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her eyes flashed with a thin anger, but she couldn't make a sound.

"Huo Lei, you're over!"

The fire on the side shouted steeply.

Huo Lei shrank slightly, with a hint of timidity, glared at Yan Lingyun viciously, approached the horse, and turned over on the horse's back.

"I hit someone, and I want to leave like this!" Ping'er shouted angrily.

When Huo Lei heard this, his face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Stinky girl, don't give you three points of color, and open a dyeing room, you are still tender!" ”

Yan Lingyun glanced at Huo Linglong, saw her embarrassed face, sighed secretly, grabbed Ping'er's arm, and said softly: "Forget it, Ping'er, let's go." ”

"Young Master......" The screen is a little uneven.

"Yo, what a girl!" When Huo Lei heard this, he shouted at Yan Lingyun in a strange voice: "Brother is so blessed, there is such a girl to warm the quilt every night, I really envy others!" Why don't we discuss, you can sell this girl to me, and the price is yours, how about it? But it can't be too high, after all, it's a broken flower and a willow. ”

Yan Lingyun's original steps paused suddenly, first took Ping'er aside, then turned around, looked at Huo Lei, and said word by word: "You-find-die-"

Huo Lei's face froze, and then he laughed wildly, and shouted: "You tell me, how am I looking for death!" ”

Yan Lingyun looked at Huo Linglong, so quiet that he didn't speak, and in the next moment, he suddenly disappeared, only the strong wind swept the snow and pounced on Huo Lei on the horse.

"You dare!" Gao Han shouted vigorously, his body moved, and he blocked the way.

Everyone saw the snow rolling wildly, and then in the wind and snow, two blurred figures appeared, colliding fiercely more than a dozen times, and with a muffled snort, a figure fell sideways and flew out, falling on the snow with a bang, smashing the riverbank and shaking a few times, but it was cold.

"Impossible!"

The people of the madman tribe gasped and exclaimed.

You must know that Gao Han's strength, in the madman tribe, except for the three old leaders, is slightly inferior to the madman No. 1, an absolute master of qi training, infinitely close to the existence of refining gods, and at this time he was defeated by a young man, which is absolutely appalling!

Huo Xingyun, who had always been cold and silent, also changed his complexion greatly, and looked at Huo Linglong on the side, unable to hide his shock.

The latter's body trembled, and for a moment he stared at the blurred figure, his eyes shining for a moment, and then quickly dimmed.

She couldn't help but think of the scene where he stood up for her in the Sunset Forest at that time, how similar it was.

It's just that now, he is shooting for another woman, and his anger will sweep away the wind and snow!

Huo Lei was so frightened that the souls of the dead were rising, and in a panic, with the reins, he wanted to destroy the horse and flee. One of Yan Lingyun's palms pierced through pieces of snow, the glass was flawless, and with a demonic power, it buckled the back of the healthy horse.

The horse was frightened, its front hooves raised, and it let out a series of mournful screams uneasily, like a death knell, and the sound struck the heart of Huo Lei on the horse's back.

Yan Lingyun shouted vigorously, and the palm that grabbed the back of the healthy horse violently exerted force, only to hear the horse make a loud noise under his hands, and the muscles and bones broke inch by inch, collapsing into a pile of soft meat.

Huo Lei's butt fell into the air, fell into a pile of muddy horse corpses, the whole person was frightened, and suddenly screamed, crying dad and screaming like a mother: "Help!" Please......"

Yan Lingyun made a cold face, reached out with his palm, grabbed his neck, and lifted him into the air.

Huo Lei's cry for help suddenly stopped, his qi and blood surged, and his face turned red in an instant, and he looked at Yan Lingyun in great horror.

"Be merciful!" Huo Linglong said in shock.

"Stop! Set fire to Master Lei! The people of the madman tribe also exclaimed.

Yan Lingyun swept the crowd at a glance, saw Huo Linglong's slightly trembling gaze, and the surging anger gradually suppressed again, and with a flick of his hand, he threw Huo Lei into the snow.

Although Huo Lei fell very badly, he was fine, got up from the snow a few times, and hid in the crowd in panic.

Gao Han also stood up at this time, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Yan Lingyun with a gloomy face, and there was a deep shock hidden in his eyes, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you from the Flying Dragon Tribe?" ”

Yan Lingyun glanced at him, didn't make a sound, took the screen on the side, crossed the suspension bridge, and stepped into the city gate.

Gao Han looked at Yan Lingyun's disappearing back, his face was as calm as water, and he swept sharply towards the horse corpses scattered into a pile of mud, and said in a cold voice: "It's the flying dragon of the Flying Dragon tribe who unloads his armor!" It's just the Flying Dragon Tribe, when did such a No. 1 disciple come out again? ”

Huo Lei, who was in the crowd, heard this, his eyes flashed a few times, with a hint of unwillingness, and finally pressed down again.

Compared with the madman tribe, the power of the Flying Dragon Tribe is more deep-rooted and huge, and if the madman is against him, he will obviously not be pleased, and besides, the matter is to be lost, and it lies in himself.

Huo Linglong obviously knew Yan Lingyun's roots, but he didn't say it. She looked at the disappeared backs of the two, stunned, and there was a mist in her eyes. Seeing this, Huo Xingyun on the side sighed: "You should have explained it at the beginning!" ”

Huo Linglong didn't make a sound, showed a weak smile, shook the reins slightly, and rode away first.

In the heavy snow, there seemed to be a word: Is it rare to have a heart?