Chapter 239: The Walking Dead (3)

"Senior Sister Ye, you go quickly, leave me alone." Lin Long covered her bloody shoulders, beads of sweat fell from her face, she endured the severe pain, and raised her hand to hold Ye Qingtang's shoulder.

Ye Qingtang didn't have much to do with her, but in such a desperate situation, Ye Qingtang chose to stay and protect her.

Lin Long's heart was full of shock, she never knew that there were such "stupid" people in the world.

Even a garbage like Zhou Xuan knew that he was stealing his life, but Ye Qingtang obviously had a chance to escape, but he still chose to stay.

So stupid......

So stupid......

But it made her tremble uncontrollably.

Ye Qingtang looked at the determination in Lin Long's eyes, but his heart was different from firmness.

In the previous life, she endured humiliation and hid everywhere, how many times, seeing those who cared about her being killed in front of her eyes, the previous life...... She has escaped too many times in this life...... She would never leave any of her companions behind.

Ye Qingtang suddenly smiled, under the moonlight, in a desperate situation, she actually smiled.

"Senior Sister Lin, since the first day I stepped into the sect, I have kept in mind a sect rule." Ye Qingtang slowly stood up with Lin Long, clenched the sword in his hand, and looked at the walking corpse that flew over.

"My sect will never leave any disciple behind...... Never! ”

A strong killing intent flashed in Ye Qingtang's eyes.

If she even abandons the people she values, what kind of face does she have to take revenge on Ye You!

Lin Long looked at Ye Qingtang's side face in shock, his heart that had been frozen for many years, and suddenly felt an unprecedented warmth, a touch of sourness floated to his heart, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

"If you can survive this catastrophe, I will ...... with you"

Lin Long didn't say the rest of the words, and the walking corpse had already rushed in front of the two.

Even in this desperate situation, those two resolute girls did not give up the slightest opportunity.

In the cold light, the sword light danced from the moonlight, Ye Qingtang and Lin Long, in this night, turned into a dance of life with the sword in their hands, composing a hymn of life belonging to the two of them!

The little black ball curled up in Ye Qingtang's heart felt the intense crisis, and it suddenly broke out of the restraints and directly drilled into the body of the little thunder dragon.

Lend it to me!

Lend me your body!

I will protect my mother and mother, and no one will hurt her!

A piercing dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a ray of light bloomed from Ye Qingtang's chest, and suddenly rushed towards those walking corpses.

Lin Long looked at the light and shook slightly, but the corners of Ye Qingtang's mouth showed a smile at this moment.

"Little one, you're willing to move."

The petite little dragon man suddenly appeared in the night, but at this moment, on that immature and soft face, he lost all his smiles, and in those cold eyes, there was a strong killing intent, and the small figure was like an insurmountable mountain, blocking Ye Qingtang's body!

"Whoever hurts my mother, die!" The cold oath was spit out from the small lip flap, but with a terrifying domineering spirit!

Between heaven and earth, whoever dares to touch his mother's relatives, he will slaughter everything and kill a bloody road to heaven for his mother!

A strong coercion suddenly spread from the little dragonman's body, and he suddenly jumped up, and the scales on the dragon's tail behind him shimmered with dazzling brilliance in the moonlight, and instantly turned into a life-seeking cold light, and was involved in many walking corpses!