Thinking of this, Ling Luoyu was terrified when he thought about it, and he was inexplicably in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Tingtong didn't expect that he would end up like that, otherwise if he had left Ling Jingchen in the volcano at that time, he would have been powerless to return to the sky by now.

With a smile, she patted Ling Jingchen on the shoulder.

"Ling Jingchen, you don't know what happened! You just need to remember that your life was picked up!! ”

Ling Jingchen glanced at her suspiciously, his brows furrowed.

"Instructor, what the hell is going on? Why are you so embarrassed? ”

Before Ling Luoyu could speak, he heard a deep shout from behind him.

"What's going on!"

Ling Jingchen's pupils suddenly shrank: "It's Tian Long!" ”

Amid the sound of hunting in clothes, Tian Long and a gray-robed old man flashed in an instant.

"What the hell is going on with the Triangle Stream? It's good, how can it collapse?! ”

His gaze shifted slightly as he searched the crowd for his son.

"What about Tian Ziwen? Tian Ziwen, where is he?! ”

A disciple of the Tian family hurriedly pointed at Ling Luoyu: "Our young master went in with her!" But she was the only one who came out alone, and neither Young Master Wen nor the fourth master of the Nan family came out......"

Tian Long's footsteps staggered instantly, and he couldn't help flashing back two steps: "Wen'er......"

The gray-robed old man behind him stepped forward and supported him strongly.

"Second brother, don't worry!"

Tian Long suddenly turned around and grabbed his arm: "Big brother, you must save Wen'er......"

He looked at the collapsed volcano in despair, muttering mechanically.

"Save Wen'er...... Save Wen'er ......"

In fact, he knew it very well.

If Tian Ziwen was really in the mountains, he wouldn't be able to say that he was saved, and he wouldn't even be able to see the corpse.

"Second brother, don't worry, Wen'er was raised by me since I was a child, and he is like my son! Whether it's dead or alive, I'll give you an explanation!! ”

The gray-robed old man raised his head abruptly and looked at Ling Luoyu with a gloomy gaze.

"Where's Tian Ziwen?!"

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "I'm not his old man, I have to look at him all the time!" How do I know where he is? ”

Ling Jingchen's eyes were very strange, and he looked slowly, as if he was about to cry.

"Instructor ......"

He lowered his voice, almost lips.

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows disdainfully: "What? ”

"Do you know who he is? How dare you talk to him like this? ”

"Who!?"

"He is Tian Xing...... It's Takashi's older brother! ”

Ling Luoyu: "......"

Is there anything this can't be messed with!?

"Half of the reason why the Tian family dares to be so horizontal is because he ...... He is the ...... of the eightfold cultivation of the Xuanshen."

Looking at their Ling family, if they are full of calculations, Ling Chongding's cultivation is the highest, but they can't compete with Tian Xing.

Over the years, if it weren't for the suppression and deterrence of the big princes in the capital, the Tian family would have devoured the Ling family long ago.

Now that Ling Luoyu is choking with Tian Xing in person, isn't that embarrassing himself and looking for death!

"Genshin Yae?!" Ling Luoyu squinted and raised his eyebrows.

Ling Jingchen nodded hurriedly: "Yes!" ”

The heart says that this time you should stop and restrain a little, right?!

She immediately sneered disdainfully: "So what?!" ”

Ling Jingchen: "......"

What he said just now was in vain.

Tian Xing didn't think much of their muttering, as if he hadn't heard them.

"You went down with three people, and now you are the only one who comes up, I don't ask you, so who are you going to ask?!"