The joy on Jordan's face flashed, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and after bowing slightly to show compliance, he replied with a serious face: "Dear patriarch, I will definitely fulfill your request." ”

In fact, even if Loren Grovee didn't make this request, Jordan would take the initiative to follow Francis, and it was a fantasy for a single magician to escape from a distance of more than ten kilometers in such a chaotic situation.

"Master, you and the young master go, I'll stay and stop these filthy monsters!" Francis burst into tears, a huge shield of the "Royal Emblem of Lordaeron" appeared in his hand, and he also held a silver one-handed axe tightly in his right hand.

"My lord, let the captain protect you and leave, I'll stay and stop them!"

"Yes, my lord, I'll come."

The other two Tenth-Order warriors were also excited, glory was more important to them than anything else, as loyal followers, how could they let their masters cushion them, and they managed to escape from danger with their lives?

"Shut up!, don't you see that I'm dying, so you can ignore my orders?!" Loraine Grofe's face changed, and he coldly scolded the three loyal subordinates: "If I am still your master, do what I say, or get out of front of me immediately!"

At this time, the three warriors didn't dare to say anything more, their faces showed sadness and shame, and they slowly walked behind Yang Long. Even Francis solemnly knelt down on one knee and performed a knightly salute, and the old tears moved to Yang Long's side.

"Hehe, I originally thought that I would be with you for a long time in the future, who knows" Looking at the three loyal subordinates with satisfaction, Loren Grovei's eyes swept over the undead who could still rush in a while, and then stayed on Yang Long's face: "If I had known that there was today, I would never have let you leave my side at the beginning"

Seeing that the old patriarch was talking softly, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch his head, Yang Long reflexively wanted to dodge, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Loran Grovee's palm, which had half of his flesh and blood turned into ice cubes, and finally did not dodge after a short hesitation.

"Patriarch, you have one more request for me to complete, and now you can say it. Feeling the touch in his hair, Yang Long resisted the idea of opening that hand, and asked Loland Grovee with an expressionless face and an indifferent tone.

In the past three years, Yang Long has more or less known Loran Grovefe's thoughts from various channels, that is, he wants to revitalize the family, especially the descendants of his own bloodline, so he has many arrangements.

Now that he has reached a dead end, and Loran Grovee has asked the four top-level powerhouses to escort him away, then wait for the request made by this old patriarch, either to prevent the bloodline from being cut off, or to redevelop the family, Yang Long is already fully mentally prepared, and he is not ready to agree to such a meaningless request.

"Requirements? If you say that, there is indeed a request. Loraine Grovee had a gentle smile on her face, but there was sadness in her eyes, looking at her indifferent son, the old patriarch said word by word: "Live well, son! live the life you want to live, don't casually let yourself fall into a crisis and take care of yourself!"

Hearing Loran Grofe's request, Yang Long suddenly shook violently, looked up at the old patriarch in front of him with some surprise, as if he couldn't react, his eyes didn't blink, and his pupils kept flashing with all kinds of complicated looks.

An inexplicable sense of sadness hit his heart, and Yang Long couldn't help but think of the last words he said before his mother passed away in his previous life. It took a lot of effort to calm his heart, and looking into Loren Grofe's eyes, a thousand words finally turned into one sentence: "Is it worth it?"

"Huh?" seemed to be a little stunned by his son's question, Loraine Grovee took a few seconds to react, thought about the conversation with Fili, couldn't help but rub Yang Long's head again, and laughed silently: "Oh, hehe, silly boy, I'm your father!"

Looking at the undead creatures that had entered a distance of 100 meters again, Loraine Grovefi took out a pair of delicately made membranous gloves from his arms with his right hand, which was about to freeze completely, and stuffed them into the hands of his son, who lowered his head and was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This thing is a gift I'm going to give you, bring it" Loraine Grovee was a little reluctant, rubbed Yang Long's head again, tried his best to use a tone that he thought was calm but others could hear the choked tone, and said to a few people: "It's almost over, Bin, let's go, otherwise it's too late!"

Motionless, his head lowered, his eyes lowered as if he was pretending to sleep, and there was no expression on Yang Long's face.

It wasn't until Loraine Grovee was a little anxious and wanted to open his mouth to remind him again, Yang Long raised his head violently, and said in a very calm tone without any emotion: "Okay!"

Call~

There was a cyan qi column that was almost the thickness of white rice, and suddenly accompanied by the cracking of the skin of the little finger of Yang Long's right hand, it appeared on the side of the body of the young master of the Grofe family, and in an instant, it smashed a baboon-like undead fifty meters away into pieces.

There was barely any loss of energy, and then it shot forward and crashed into the building next to the street, like a sharp blade piercing into tofu, and without delay, it broke a large hole, causing a deep hole to disappear without a trace.

"Let's go!" The blow was released abruptly, and Yang Long suddenly shouted, without looking at Loren Grovei, turned around and ran in the direction of the city wall. The other four were stunned for a moment, and after glancing at the old patriarch, they raised their footsteps to catch up with Yang Long, and disappeared into the distance after a while.

"Hehehehehe Loraine Grove looked at the direction where several people had disappeared, tears poured out uncontrollably, talking nonsense to himself, and the old patriarch felt a fire in his heart: "Our son with facial paralysis was actually moved!"

"No wonder you made that choice, I now understand that you were right" Looking at the undead creature that had already pounced in front of him, Loren Grovee took a deep breath, a sincere smile on his face, and inspired the final incantation: "It's good to be able to go through my life like this"

Bang~

With a loud roar, Loren-Grovefi's body turned into an ice sculpture and exploded, and the powerful ice power gradually converged, becoming an ice eye the size of a basin, constantly rotating and freezing to tear everything within a radius of two hundred meters.