What catches your eye is the delicate jawline.

And the protruding Adam's apple around his neck.

Feeling the ups and downs on his chest, Ling Zhao was stunned and asked him to put himself down, and the spiritual power on her body was like a deflated ball, disappearing little by little.

She returned to the third order.

When the head of the Ling family saw Mo Yun, he was quite jealous in his heart, and when he saw him defending Ling Zhao like this, he was unwilling: "Mo City Lord, this kid killed my children, and I hope that Mo City Lord will not be involved in my Ling family's affairs." ”

The head of the Ling family knew that Mo Yun's strength was mysterious, and he also knew that he could only lose against Shang Mo Yun.

So, he didn't rush on.

Mo Yun sneered: "Your child is dead, it's not good for fate, what does it have to do with me?" ”

The head of the Ling family was angry with this sentence and vomited blood.

"Lord of Ink City! You don't want to be right and wrong! ”

It's ridiculous that there is no distinction between right and wrong!

Ling Zhao only felt ridiculous when she heard his words, and the anger in her heart was provoked, not just because Mo Yun was by her side, thinking of these experiences, at this moment, she actually felt a trace of grievance from the bottom of her heart.

His nose was sore, and he almost burst into tears.

Ling Zhao endured the sourness in his eyes: "It was Ling Yueshuang who shouted at me and shouted to kill, I fell to the bottom of the desperate cliff, my appearance and my throat were made by Ling Yueshuang, if it was me who died, you were afraid that you would only say a good job!" ”

"It's your daughter who is dead now, you support your daughter to avenge it, it's a matter of course, the Lord of Mo City supports me is right and wrong!"

"Where did this come from?"

As if venting the grievances in her heart, she tugged on Mo Yun's sleeves tightly with both hands, and her eyes were slightly red: "Ling Yueshuang wants to kill me, is it possible that I can't fight back and be killed by her while standing?" ”

"The Nine Heavens Continent is originally respected by the strong, life and death are fateful, Ling Hanxuan wants to avenge Ling Yueshuang and kill innocents indiscriminately, I will kill him by luck and escape, and now you want to avenge your children again, isn't it just bullying me to be alone, no one stands behind me!"

"You can support your children, why can't the Lord of Mo City support me!"

Ling Zhao stared at the head of the Ling family with a pair of eyes, the sleeves of his clothes that his fingers were pulling tightened again, and he felt a little confident in his heart: "Besides, the deaths of Ling Yueshuang and Ling Hanxuan were originally self-inflicted!" ”

The first to flirt is cheap, she can't just stand and beat and kill them, right?

"You! You! The head of the Ling family pointed at Ling Zhao's hands and trembled: "Foul language!" Run off at the mouth! ”

Mo Yun's eyes narrowed, coldness appeared, he flicked his sleeves, and the next moment he only heard a miserable scream from the head of the Ling family, his index finger was broken on the ground, and the blood stains at the knuckles of his fingers sprayed on the trunk of the tree on the side.

The head of the Ling family turned pale.

"Mo Yun!"

He roared angrily, didn't care about picking up the severed finger, and condensed his spiritual power and rushed towards Mo Yun.

He was carried away by the rage.

For a while, he forgot that he might not be Mo Yun's opponent, or he might not want to believe that he was not Mo Yun's opponent.

Ling Zhao looked worried.

But seeing that Mo Yun was not in a hurry, a long sword appeared in his hand, the long sword was about three feet long, and the whole body was black, only the blade flashed with a faint blue light.

Mo Yun pulled Ling Zhao behind him.

Then he raised his long sword and slashed lightly.

That's right, it was a slight slash, Ling Zhao could see it clearly in the back, he seemed to be carelessly swatting a mosquito to death, his wrist flipped, and the long sword pierced into the heart of the head of the Ling family with unmistakable accuracy.

The addition didn't even have time to resist, so he lost his breath and fell to the ground.

The Ling family's disciples suddenly widened their eyes.

The swords in their hands were also thrown to the ground, fleeing in all directions.

However, there was a sudden white light in the void.

The familiar coercion struck, Ling Zhao was about to kneel down as soon as her legs went weak, but Mo Yun pulled her into his arms in time and waved his hand to free her from the coercion.

Ling Zhao heard the familiar old man's voice with anger: "Who! Who killed my descendants of the Ling family! ”

The voice was close at hand.

Ling Zhao looked up, the white light in the void between them dissipated, and there stood an old man with white hair, the old man had a long beard, a pair of sharp eyes, full of anger, he glanced around, and finally landed on Mo Yun and Ling Zhao: "It was you two who killed my Ling family junior?" ”

The ancestor of the Ling family has been in retreat for decades, and Mo Yun has only appeared for more than ten years, so the ancestor of the Ling family naturally does not know Mo Yun, plus as soon as he stepped out of the retreat room with his front foot, he noticed that another descendant of the Ling family had been killed.

Coming in a hurry, naturally he didn't listen to the elders of the Ling family talk about the changes in the Nine Heavens Continent now.

The ancestor of the Ling family also didn't take Mo Yun in his eyes, he saw the corpse of the head of the Ling family, and the killing intent in his eyes appeared: "Since this is the case, then leave the lives of both of you!" ”

He didn't have the slightest sense of humiliation by bullying the small.

Mo Yun raised his eyes slightly, blocking the blow of the Ling family ancestor, and the corners of his lips sneered: "I have been practicing for decades, but I am only at the peak of the ninth order, and I dare to be arrogant in front of my deity." ”

His tone was light, as if to say that the weather was so nice today.

The ancestor of the Ling family was aroused by him: "Arrogant child! This seat will take your life to pay tribute to the soul of my Ling family! ”

A long knife appeared in his hand, and it rushed straight towards Mo Yun.

Mo Yun held Ling Zhao's waist with one hand while dodging the attack of the Ling family ancestor.

He didn't look like he was fighting, but like a noble boy strolling around, obviously the blade was in front of him, but Mo Yun only moved a little and dodged it.

It's like playing with the ancestor of the Ling family.

To Ling Zhao say, it's more like loading a fork.

The ancestor of the Ling family was also angered by his teasing, he had a strong spiritual power, and he was only half a step away from entering the tenth order, thinking that no one on the Nine Heavens Continent would be his opponent, but now facing Mo Yun, it made him feel humiliated.

He was angry, and the long knife was playing faster and faster.

The moves are all killing intent.

The sharp blade landed on the back of Ling Zhao's hand, and she didn't check for a while, and a bloody wound was cut.

Mo Yun's eyes narrowed, his lips pursed, at first the long sword that he was holding at random was raised by him, in the face of the Ling family ancestor's attack again, Mo Yun did not dodge, his long sword swept, instantly swept the Ling family ancestor to the ground, spitting out bright red blood.

The white beard was covered with blood.

Mo Yun held Ling Zhao in one hand and a sword in the other, and slowly walked towards the ancestor of the Ling family.

The ancestor of the Ling family clutched his chest, his pupils shrunk sharply.

No matter how confused he is, he knows that he has hit the iron plate now, and the ancestor of the Ling family wants to speak, his Ling family has many treasures, so he can let him spare his life.

"I ......"

However, as soon as the Ling Family Ancestor spoke, the long sword pierced into his heart.

Poor Ling Family Ancestor, who was only half a step away from stepping into the tenth order, has now also fallen.

Mo Yun's lips opened lightly: "I don't know whether to live or die." ”

The head of the Ling family is dead, and the ancestor of the Ling family who has just come out of the customs is not alive.

The elders who were guarding the Ling family didn't catch their breath when they heard the news, and fainted directly.

The Ling family is no longer in charge.

This news soon became known to the major forces, and all the people who had enmity with the Ling family before came to Longxi City, and they were bound to crusade against the Ling family, and the Ling family was exhausted, and they couldn't hold it anymore.

In the two colleges of the three sects and four families, there is no Ling family.

As for who came up, it is not yet known.

And Ling Zhao was escorted out of the Longya Mountain Range by Mo Yun, Ling Zhao first went to Longya Town, and only after asking did he know that the father and son of the Ji family were hastily buried, Ling Zhao found the bones of the two, took out some spirit stones, and buried them thickly.

I went to Xiaguang City again and came to the door of the Alchemy Association.

When Master Ning got the news, there were a lot of red bloodshots in his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was blue, and he was suddenly shocked when he saw Ling Zhao, and then he was surprised: "Ah Zhao! You're not dead! ”

As if he felt that this sentence was inappropriate, he hurriedly said: "I mean, we heard about you that day, and it's really good that you can come back!" ”

The news they got was that Ling Zhao was sought revenge by the Ling family's people and was forced into the Longya Mountain Range.

They also sent people to look for them, but to no avail.

After a long time, they all gave up.

Ling Zhao knew what he meant, she also ate a Transforming Pill before she came, and turned into her previous appearance, so as to save some unnecessary trouble, she smiled: "Nine deaths, fortunately rescued by the city lord of Mocheng." ”

Only then did Master Ning notice the man behind Ling Zhao.

With a peerless appearance and red purple eyes, Master Ning gasped violently: "Mo City Lord!" ”

The Lord of Mocheng is famous, and Master Ning has heard of it.

Just never seen it.

Mo Yun bowed his head and said hello.

Master Ning hurriedly invited them in, although he didn't know why Ling Zhao was so close to the Mo City Lord, it was better not to inquire about some things.

Ling Zhao asked about those cultivators after the Heaven Sacrifice.

Master Ning sighed: "It's not a good thing, a few days ago, a spirit cultivator suddenly died, and the corpse also exploded a quarter of an hour after death, exploding into pieces and shattering bones. ”

"Two people are dead now."

"The others are starting to panic, and Ruoqing, his strength has also become a third-order, I'm worried."

Speaking of this, Master Ning looked at Ling Zhao again, and found that her cultivation had also become a third-order, and immediately remorse filled his heart, and he beat his chest: "I knew this was the case, I should have watched you to the death in the first place and didn't let you go!" Now it's good, all, all ...... Alas! ”

At the end of his words, Master Ning sighed heavily.

Ling Zhao comforted him and said, "It's okay, sooner or later I can figure out a way." ”

That's what he said, but Ling Zhao didn't know the bottom in his heart.

Because that black qi had already spread to half of her meridians, Ling Zhao thought that she should wait for the black qi to erode all the meridians, and then she would die violently.

Calculating the speed of the black qi's erosion, she only had a little more than a month left.

Alas-

If you knew that you were going to die, it was better to die at the bottom of the cliff in the first place!

Ling Zhao first followed Master Ning to see Master Lin, then went to Xu Ruoqing, asked about the situation, and finally went to see those abnormal spiritual cultivators, their faces had long since lost the horror they had before, only despair and endless remorse.