Turning around together, there was also Li Weigong, who was neither male nor female, wearing a floral skirt, and a young man with ordinary appearance and no characteristics.

The breath of the young man is also a three-grade!

The surprise in the hearts of Zhao Zhihe and Li Weigong was really indescribable, they never expected that the other party was still alive! A three-grade Li Tanghe jumped into the desperate situation where the beasts were torn to pieces, and the other party really broke through! And he also appeared in front of the two of them alive!

In fact, due to the height of the tribal wall and some large beasts in the herd, Zhao Zhihe and the others did not see clearly the two figures that finally broke out of the herd.

In their hearts, they are more inclined to have a powerful beast grab the heart of the lion year, rush out of the herd and prepare to enjoy it for themselves. The ethereal thought in his heart, about Wang Yun and Erha rushing out of the herd, was swept into the corner of their hearts and completely buried.

Anyway, no matter what, without Li Tanghe, they didn't know how to suppress the breath of the lion's heart. Although the lion's heart is lost, it is not good for the side of the Oolian Mountain. However, it is fortunate that the tribe survived and did not become a battlefield where the beasts reveled and ravaged wildly. It would have been even better if there was no threat from those palace spirits.

Yes, outside the wall, the more than 1,000 students of the school palace came to the outside of the tribe not long ago, and under the leadership of the girl in the middle who looked amazing and made most of the young people in the tribe shine in their eyes, they threatened them. What you want is Wang Yun!

They can feel that the anger in the hearts of some people here is burning, and they don't know when it will completely explode.

If more than a thousand spirits attack, the tribe will not be able to withstand it.

Anyway, no matter how they explain it, some of the people who take the lead just don't believe it.

They took the initiative to jump into the herd, what does it have to do with us! We also died a third-grade spirit disciple! That is one of the strongest combat forces of our tribe! It is still the sacrifice of our tribe!

However, although Zhao Zhihe was not angry in his heart, he had been persuading with kind words and persuasion. No matter what the reason for Wang Yun and Erha is, they will take the initiative to seek death. However, the act of the two to take the heart of the lion year away from this place is real.

Moreover, when they looked closely and saw the dark green box on Erha's back, they already regarded Wang Yun and Erha as opponents of the same strength as them in their hearts.

Therefore, after a simple measurement, the follow-up response measures have been clearly defined.

It was the tribe that calculated them first, although it was because of Wang Yun's actions that the tribe was lost. However, since the other party has noticed and made it clear what they did, they might as well borrow the slope to get off the donkey and expose the matter.

If the kid below can accumulate some virtue on his lips.

"Don't open the door for the master, the master wants to get together with friends. ”

"Also, surnamed Zhao, you like to play yin, you play with the ring of fire is very slippery, and you are still stinky and shameless to chase and kill me with that yin and yang person, two third-grade spirit disciples teamed up to deal with me A small first-grade spirit disciple, do you still want to have a face?"

"What's the reason for this zombie face next to the two of you? The three-rank spirit disciple you hid? Sure enough, you're used to playing conspiracy, and you're secretly hiding someone, what's the matter? You two don't have handles, you like to hide men in the house?"

"Stare at me, you stare at me again, Zhong Ling! I'm in the tribe, they want to kill me, I'm going to die, flatten the tribe, and avenge me!"

"Hmph, that's pretty much it. Good people don't do it, they are lackeys of the Xun people. ”

Wang Yun's words were like a sharp blade, piercing into the hearts of the tribesmen on the wall.

Before, in the distance, Wang Yun had only roughly guessed what had happened, but now standing here, looking at the crowd of people who were like facing a great enemy, he already knew very well what was happening.

It's just that he didn't go to the agreed place for a long time, and Huang Zhongling and the others knew the reason why he disappeared in the end, so it's no wonder that they didn't come to the tribe!

Now, more than a thousand spirits are here, enough to level this place, even if there are heavy casualties.

In this case, how could Wang Yun not be a fox and a fake tiger, and let out the anger of being chased and killed before.

Before saying the last sentence, Zhao Zhihe already had a headache, and he ordered everyone to get out of the way and open the door with a pale face.

It's just that when Wang Yun left the last sentence, everyone's eyes immediately changed, and the few people who were about to open the door also stopped their movements and turned around to look at Wang Yun angrily.

In the eyes of everyone looking at Wang Yun, a kind of embarrassment and anger that was said to be the most painful place spontaneously arose, and it became more and more dangerous.

Among them, the mediocre-looking man who was said by Wang Yun to be a zombie face even jumped down and ran towards Wang Yun.

"Why? I can't say what I can do? Zhong Ling! They're going to do it!"

Wang Yun clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the man who rushed over leisurely.

In the man's hand, a spirit sword had already taken shape.

"Stop! Li Weigong, stop him! You guys stop too!"

Zhao Zhihe's expression, in just a moment, seemed to change his face, changing several times.

Eventually, he threw down the humiliating words and jumped off the wall to open the gate.

On the wall, dozens of branches are already only a short distance away from the tribesmen.

Under the wall, in the tribe, the expressionless man was stopped by Li Weigong's sluggishness, and then Li Weigong chased him up and stopped him completely.

Wang Yun looked at the people around him with all kinds of weapons, shrugged his shoulders, patted Erha's head, and walked towards the gate.

At the end of his sight, the figures of Huang Zhongling and others were reflected in his eyes, which made his heart warm.

The branches dispersed, and the expressionless man also put away the spirit sword in his hand after Li Weigong whispered a few words in his ear, and the people around him put down their weapons in Zhao Zhihe's scolding.

Wang Yun and Erha endured all kinds of inexplicable eyes from everyone, step by step, and walked towards the door.

Shaoqing, in Wang Yun's deliberate slowing down, he and Erha finally came to the gate like a patrol.

Zhao Zhihe stood on the side of the gate, like the second child in the restaurant, greeting the guests, watching Wang Yun walk through the gate.

Sure enough, with Wang Yun's character, while stepping through the gate and dissipating the earth spirit qi in his body that was always ready to release the spirit shield, he turned around and smiled playfully at Zhao Zhihe, "You are human after all. ”

After saying this, he and Erha walked towards their nearby friends and classmates, leaving Zhao Zhihe to look at his back blankly.

"Me, is that wrong?"

He muttered, slamming the gate shut, and walked towards the resentful gaze of his people.

What he did was completely accurate by Wang Yun, and he really didn't explain it to his clan about attracting beasts to come here with the help of the lion's year heart and consuming the spirit of the palace.

"Wang Yun, you are really terrifying. Forget it, the position of the patriarch, Li Weigong is not impossible. ”

Outside the fence.

"Bang. ”

Wang Yun was completely confused by the sudden move.

The surrounding students also looked at the scene in front of them blankly, looking at each other speechlessly. What's more, there is a sense of despair in his eyes, and his consciousness is scattered.

And Zhang Wenyu, Cao Jicong, Yuan Yinqing and other friends had different expressions and looked at the scene in front of them silently.

When Wang Yun was still a few steps away from everyone, Huang Zhongling was on tiptoe, and her body slammed into Wang Yun's arms!

Her forehead pressed against Wang Yun's chest, and her body trembled slightly. Wang Yun, who was at a loss, didn't know what to do.

It's not just at a loss, it's just confused!

There were all kinds of pictures flashing in Wang Yun's mind, and the fragmented scene was like crossing the river, he seemed to grasp something, but in the end he didn't catch anything.

On the side, Erha, who was closest to the two, tilted his head, looked at the two people who were shaking incessantly, and wondered in his heart: "What's wrong with them?

If Wang Yun knew, he would definitely feel sorry heavily, "Alas, your Xiaotian clan is too rare, and it is estimated that you will not understand what love is in your life." ”

However, at this moment, he had no intention of ridiculing.

"Tell me something!"

"What should I do, what should I do? I haven't been hugged by a girl in my previous life, what should I do at this time? Do I hug her easily? No, so many people look at it, will it seem that I am abrupt?"

"Ah, my chest is wet, Zhong Ling is crying, what should I do, what should I do!"

There is no doubt that Wang Yun, a theoretical giant, is a dwarf in action, even if he usually teases Huang Zhongling from time to time, constantly narrowing the distance between him and the other party.

At this moment, he was completely exposed. His arms hung stiffly, and he didn't even have the courage to hug the other party.

Embarrassing, embarrassing.

What's even more embarrassing is that with Huang Zhongling's sobbing, Wang Yun, an excellent teenager who has been poisoned, this teenager with normal physical development. He was already a little overwhelmed, and felt that he already had the posture of a dragon raising its head.

System: ??? Dragon, are you sure it's not a loach?

Fortunately, a soft voice sounded in Wang Yun's arms made his mind disappear, and only one thing was moved.

"Next time, we'll be together. ”

Wang Yun smiled, lifted Huang Zhongling's pretty face, gently wiped the other party's tears with his fingers, and said solemnly: "Okay!"

In response to him, Huang Zhongling was smiling and smiling like a flower.

This scene, like lightning flashing, pierced into the softest corner of his heart, and was treasured by him as a treasure.

Around, all kinds of eyes converged on the two of them.

At this moment, a fresh breeze is blowing, not a spring breeze, but a spring breeze.

At this moment, the young man's heart is like the flowing water of the spring river.

Not so long ago, above the red canopy.

"My lord, Xun Dou is dead. ”

A figure who couldn't see clearly came to the right rear of the owner of Oulian Mountain, and spoke.

At this time, they stood on the top of the mountain, facing the wind, looking at the huge lotus platform in the distance.

"Where's the death?"

Even the owner of the mountain did not reply, and said in an undulating voice.

"Go back to your lord, the direction of Yun Qianfeng. ”

The owner of the mountain retracted his gaze, looked down at the mountain, and looked in the direction of Yunqian Peak.

After a long time, he spoke: "It seems that the people in the Academy Palace have crossed paths with Batian. However, there is no obstacle to the grave. ”

The figure behind him was just about to salute and retreat, but he heard the master of Oulian Mountain speak again: "This time, erase the people and animals." ”

"Yes!"

"So, what happened is really as Brother Yun said, is it that the Xun tribe colluded with the Cangsheng tribe to get rid of us?"

Not far from the tribe, the students of the Academy Palace are cutting down the trees of the Miasma Peak and building wooden houses in full swing.

Their busy figures, as they pass by a corner, can't help but pause and sweep their gaze over the dozens of people in the corner.

Inside, it is the strongest combat power of the school palace, and everyone, including the top ten seats, is listening to what the young man in the center is narrating.

This young man is none other than Wang Yun.

Erha lay at his feet not far from and pretended to sleep.

And the person who spoke before was Zhang Wenyu.

This was already two quarters of an hour after Huang Zhongling threw herself into Wang Yun's arms.