With Lin Feng here, Ling Yeshan felt a lot more stable for no reason. If the situation was really as bad as he thought, then Lin Feng would be his most powerful arm.

Sure enough, Ling Suo couldn't help sneering at them, flashed, whistled, and in the sound of rustling footsteps, a staggering figure walked out from behind the stone.

Lingye Mountain was like being hit by five thunderbolts.

It should have been a graceful figure, it was the figure that Ling Ye Mountain thought about day and night.

However, the wheat-colored skin of yesteryear was gone, replaced by a dead gray. The eyes that used to be as bright as the moon are now hollow.

The originally agile figure became bloated and staggering. Seven years ago, the animal skin and the long skirt that Ling Yeshan helped her peel off with her own hands are now also broken.

Lingye Mountain burst into tears.

"Ling Luo ......" The tough guy clenched his fists, his teeth clenched, and his shoulders twitched uncontrollably.

Lin Feng instantly understood that this 'woman' turned out to be Ling Ye Mountain's wife.

This is a completely demonized woman, and she is no longer indistinguishable from a dried corpse. She loses her sense of self and does not recognize her six relatives. A pair of empty eyes, revealing only primitive desire to kill.

"Ling Ye Mountain, do you want to kill me? Let's get past your wife first! Ling Suo laughed, his foot slammed to the ground, and he tried his best to retreat, using Ling Luo as a shield.

Ling Yeshan was already rippling with tears, his nails digging into his flesh, and blood continued to flow down his fingers.

For seven years, he was secretly guarding his son while trying to find his wife. This mountain is also the place he is looking for, but he still can't find it.

The Ling Suo family is too cunning.

Now, if he wants to face his wife, even if it is such a wife, he can't do it.

"Daddy, if you find your mother, you must bring her back......" The son's almost pleading voice sounded in Ling Yeshan's ears.

The person on the opposite side walked step by step, and with each step, the loose joints made a clicking sound.

She screamed in her throat, and green mist drifted out of her mouth. She took a step closer, and Ling Yeshan took a step backwards.

Suddenly, her speed increased, and her uncoordinated limbs and body erupted with formidable force. She has no weapons, because her ten fingers are weapons.

During the high-speed exercise, her shriveled skin continued to peel off, and the whole person gradually became white and ossified. This scene broke Ling Yeshan's heart even more, and he roared: "No! ”

Bang!

Ling Luo's sharp fingers were like sharp cones, stabbing fiercely into Ling Ye Mountain's abdomen. Ling Suo, who was not far away, saw it and laughed wildly.

"This dead woman is indeed the best weapon against you." "I'll wait to see how you die," he said. You're not going to kill her, are you? You know, she's not really dead, she should have an account for her son, right? Xiao Yu has been thinking about you. ”

He was looking forward to seeing the scene of Lingye Mountain's blood splattering and dying. At that time, just an interracial boy will be a fart.

Unfortunately, a dark shadow shattered his expectations. Lin Feng's shoulders shook, his feet slipped, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared between Ling Yeshan and his wife.

Bang!

His hands came out from between Ling Luo's arms and blocked them fiercely. Spiritual power danced all over him, and the powerful spiritual pressure swept up the wind and covered the sky.

Ling Suo had never seen this kind of scene before, and was shocked: "Is this the power used by the alien race?" It turned out to be visible, somewhat similar to the power in the well water. ”

He subconsciously retreated and fled.

"I'll leave it to me, and you can deal with that traitor." Lin Feng said.

Ling Yeshan opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"I understand." Lin Feng was filled with palm shadows in front of him, briefly blocking Ling Luo's crazy attack, and glanced back at him.

Ling Yeshan looked back at him gratefully, and before he had time to say anything, he chased after him. This time, the traitor must not be allowed to escape.

Ling Ye Mountain chased after Ling Suo, but here Lin Feng began to have a headache.

The reason why he made a move to block Ling Luo for Ling Ye Mountain was because he understood Ling Ye Mountain's entanglements and heartache. This tough guy is unwilling to make a move no matter what, even if his wife is no longer a wife.

And the reason for Lin Feng's headache was that he was thinking about two points. First, whether he is Ling Luo's opponent. Second, even if he wins, how should he treat her?

He communicated with the one in the Mud Pill Palace, wanting to get some advice from him. Strangely, he hasn't been out of shape lately and hasn't given him any response.

Ling Luo attacked numbly, as if he were a puppet. This was the first time Lin Feng had encountered someone with such a severe degree of demonization, and she was almost a tireless and painless killing machine.

The scary thing is that this killing machine is full of weapons.

Sou!

Ling Luo flew to her feet, half of her soles were shriveled skin, and half of them were exposed to Sensen's phalanges. The sharp bones were like daggers, stabbing fiercely into Lin Feng's waist.

Lin Feng hurriedly withdrew his elbows and retreated.

Ling Luo followed closely, kicking out mechanically with both feet in turn, and there was no move at all. When the foot passes, a snowy light is brought up, and the movement is faster and faster each time.

Lin Feng soon discovered that he couldn't keep up with Ling Luo's rhythm. The opponent staggered from the beginning, to the agility later, like a bulldozer, and the fierce momentum quickly forced Lin Feng to the mountain root boulder.

At the moment when Lin Feng's back was close to the cold rock, he suddenly heard a dull sound coming from the mountain.

It was like metal rubbing, and it was like someone was whispering. Lin Feng was stunned, and in this distraction, Ling Luo's hand was like a steel knife, slamming into his throat, coming swiftly, like a thunderbolt and lightning.

Airplanes!

The moment Sen Sen's bone claws stabbed, Lin Feng's right hand fingers twisted lightly, and a black light swayed out, wrapping the opponent's hands and feet.

At the same time, the earth rumbled, and the stone-breaking work made the ground suddenly more attractive. It's just that this time it is not for the opponent, but for himself.

Lin Feng's figure suddenly lowered, escaping from Ling Luo's embrace, and his short body took a big step, finally escaping from danger.

"Whew!" Sweat broke out on his forehead, and the opponent in front of him could be said to be an unprecedented and powerful enemy he had ever encountered.

The toughest thing about this formidable enemy is not just its strength, but the way it handles her.

The ground rumbled and collapsed, forming a track one foot deep and one person wide. Lin Feng retreated and quickly rushed forward, breaking away from Ling Luo's grasp.

Puff puff!

Streams of yellow dust burst out of the ground like snakes, wrapping around Ling Luo's limbs and imprisoning his body.

Lin Feng rushed to the end of the track, and was about to jump out, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. He held his forehead, and his eyes were dark, and the sky was spinning. Endless resentment is overwhelming, sadness, longing, despair.

This strong resentment made Lin Feng disheartened, and he almost wanted to abandon everything, stop fighting, and fall.

Ling Luo's hands and feet were bound by Huang Chen, and she couldn't move, but she had a strong will, wanting to kill Lin Feng and kill all the living creatures she saw.

The resentment came from Ling Luo, the remnants of her consciousness that emanated unconsciously, messy and sad.

(End of chapter)