Yin Fan'er was shocked to realize that the person was Ling Ran's own sister, he didn't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, he shouldn't have taken her life, but he couldn't hold back the red feather fan that flew over, and watched it slash through Ling Yu's neck, and the latter fell to the ground in response. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yu'er!" Ling Rong's face changed greatly, and he looked at Ling Yu, who was gradually out of breath.

The red feather fan is back in Yin Fan'er's hands. She is a little sluggish, no matter how hateful these people are, they are also Lingran's relatives.

So she ...... Killed Ling Ran's sister?

"I want your life!" Ling Rong conjured a pair of sharp claws and pounced on Yin Fan'er. Yin Fan'er hadn't completely recovered her senses, she couldn't dodge, her left shoulder was scratched by Ling Rong's claws, and blood stained the left half of her clothes.

Lingrong's offensive was extremely fast, and before one move was finished, Yin Fan'er had no intention of responding to the enemy, and he suffered more and more injuries. Finally, Lingrong attacked with a killing move, if Yin Fan'er didn't want to, he would definitely die, so shocked that the persimmons screamed.

Yin Fan'er was unwilling to die in the hands of such a despicable person, and was preparing to respond to this battle, but someone blocked this move for her one step ahead of her.

In front of her, it was none other than Liangchen, who told her half a year ago that she would never see each other.

Liangchen stood in front of her, surrounded by a fairy spirit, wearing a wide-sleeved dark blue dragon silk dress, because his complexion was fairer than ordinary people, he didn't even feel that this color was dull, but it added three points of heroism.

"Being beaten like this, don't you even know how to hide?" Liangchen's tone was low, his voice was a little hoarse, and he seemed to be holding back something.

Yin Fan'er didn't make a sound, half because she didn't want to, and half because she was injured and had no strength.

Ling Rong's last move used all his strength, and he was suddenly blocked for such a moment, and he was also shocked to spit blood. Then he rushed up again, Liangchen used his body to protect Yin Fan'er, and scuffled with Ling Rong.

Although Ling Rong is also the number one master of the Tushan Fox Clan, he has practiced forbidden martial arts. But it took some effort with Yin Fan'er first, and now it is the immortal of the fairy world who is facing him, and he will be injured in a short time.

The fight was too intense, and he didn't have time to see his face clearly, so he stopped at this time, Lingrong fell to the ground and vomited blood, and when he looked up, he saw Liangchen's appearance clearly, and he was obviously stunned. She looked at the man in front of her, and then at Yin Fan'er, who was covered in injuries, and the memories in her mind appeared.

50,000 years ago, when the decisive battle of Kunlun Mountain was held, weren't these two faces,-for-tat, life and death?

Ling Rong laughed, laughed, who said she was defeated? She didn't! The real defeat is clearly the two people in front of them. It's been 50,000 years, and if she hadn't seen these two faces today, she would have forgotten those scenes - corpses all over the field, dying of hatred.

"Yin Fan'er, this is the torture that God has rewarded you, you must take care of it, in the coming day, you will have such an end for this monarch, and this monarch will be celebrated in the underworld." Ling Rong smiled weirdly and presumptuously, very proud, but in the next second, he slapped his palm at Yin Tang and ended his life.

"You...... Ahem. Yin Fan'er didn't expect Lingrong to commit suicide, and was about to stop him, but he was too seriously injured, and he moved as if he was going to return to the west.

"Don't move, I'll heal you." Liangchen supported her, completely ignoring the group of soldiers who were still around.

"Don't touch me." Yin Fan'er pushed away Liangchen's hand holding her.

Liangchen was about to say something, but was interrupted by a female voice, which said: What's wrong?

All thoughts are lost, this is Yin Fan'er's state after hearing this voice.

She almost shuddered and turned to look at the mausoleum in the doorway. Ling Ran first looked at her with bruises all over her body and the soldiers who died one by one, and then saw Ling Rong and Ling Yu who fell to the ground.

"The Queen Mother! Eldest sister! Ling Ran rushed over with wide eyes, knelt on the ground and helped Ling Rong up. She trembled and tried Lingrong's snort, only to find that it was too late. "How so? Yes? How so? Ling Ran cried and pulled up a soldier who was kneeling on the ground, shook her and asked.

"Back to His Royal Highness, it's him...... They killed the Fox King and His Highness. The female soldier pointed at Yin Fan'er and Liangchen and said tremblingly.

Ling Ran pushed the female soldier away and shouted, "You're lying! Fan'er she wouldn't do this, how could she kill my mother and eldest sister? Isn't that a fan? Right? She slanders you! Ling Ran rushed up and grabbed Yin Fan'er's sleeve again, with a crying tone in his tone.

Yin Fan'er only felt that her heart hurt, and she felt the pain of dying.

She lowered her head and was silent, letting Ling Ran cry.

"You didn't kill them, tell me, who killed them? Let's go to him for revenge. Lingran still cried and asked her.

"It's me."

Yin Fan'er used all her remaining strength to say these two words.

"What did you say?" Ling Ran was puzzled, "You say it again?" ”

"I killed you, Ling Ran, I'm sorry for you." The tears that flowed from Yin Fan'er's eyes merged with the blood she shed, and they were even a little red.

"You took me back to Tushan to confess my relatives, and after I was ecstatic to find out that I had relatives, you killed them?" Ling Ran asked word by word, "Yin Fan'er, are you telling me that the high places are not cold?" ”

"Mausoleum Dyeing ......"

"Don't call me by name! Yin Fan'er, tell me, what crime did my queen mother and eldest sister commit that made you have to kill them? Are they in your way?! Ling Ran gritted his teeth and stared at Yin Fan'er, his eyes cracked.

Yin Fan'er closed her eyes, calmed down her emotions, and said after a while, "You kill me." ”

"What are you kidding? Ling Rong is obviously ......" Liangchen couldn't help but interrupt her.

"Liangchen, I beg you, don't interfere." Yin Fan'er said to Liangchen with a sad face, and the latter was silent for a while and took a few steps back.

"Ling Ran, I killed the person, I hit it too hard, I didn't consider your feelings, it was me who ......" Yin Fan'er's words stopped as a sword plunged into her chest.

Ling Ran listened to Yin Fan'er's words, was furious, and pulled out the sword of the guard next to him and stabbed at Yin Fan'er. With red eyes, she looked at Yin Fan'er intently, and suddenly drew her sword.

Yin Fan'er fell to the ground clutching her chest, she knelt down, blood flowing out of her mouth and between her fingers.

"Get out." Ling Ran said gloomily, "Don't die in Tushan." With that, Ling Ran threw away his blood-stained sword and turned to leave. Seeing this, the soldiers gathered outside the hall also left with Ling Ran.

Liangchen helped Yin Fan'er and kept asking her how she was, letting her hold on, and the persimmon was also chattering about something, but Yin Fan'er couldn't hear it clearly. She only vaguely saw that Ling Ran, who was surrounded by a group of guards, was very resolute.

She had never seen such a mausoleum, presumably, she had never seen her like this.

Originally, they were reluctant to trample even an ant to death.

Yin Fan'er felt too tired, so she closed her eyes amid the shouting.