Hearing this, Dao Lin walked to the front of the light mask without hesitation, his attitude was still resolute, Lan Zou and Lan Mian also followed behind him, and they once again blocked Long Xiaonian behind him.

"Hey......" The deputy patriarch sighed softly in mid-air, and he looked into the distance, only to see that the three elders had also rushed back with six priests.

"Is there going to be a decisive battle?" Dao Lin took a deep breath, and after the nourishment of the divine water, his body recovered seventy-seven eighty-eight.

"Actually, you don't need to meddle at all, because this is her fate, from the day she was chosen as a saint, from the moment she appropriates the resources of other people, she must be ready to die for God, this is fate! She chose her own life! The deputy patriarch looked at the light mask and whispered.

Long Xiaonian listened to the words of the deputy patriarch and slowly lowered her head, but when Dao Lin turned around, she saw two crystal clear tears sliding down her face.

"Trust me, I'll leave you behind." After saying this, Dowling patted the mask lightly, then turned to look at the deputy patriarch.

"You can find another holy woman, how much money she has spent on you, how much resources she has occupied, you tell me, I will compensate you for her!" Dowling said in a firm tone.

"Do you think this can be measured in money? She has the energy of previous generations of saints in her body, and this is priceless! How do you pay !! The deputy patriarch replied with a sneer.

Dao Lin clenched his fists when he heard this, he was not short of money now, he was ready, no matter how big the barbarian deputy patriarch was, he would not bargain, but the other side talked to him about inheritance.

"Wouldn't it be better to find a new saint and give her the energy?" Dowling was silent for a moment before speaking again.

"Why do you think we barbarians have only one holy woman? Because it's not just energy, it's also vitality! The deputy patriarch said in a deep voice.

Dao Lin's body staggered, he tilted his head slightly to look at Long Xiaonian in the light mask, but he was a little afraid to look at it.

This is the most tangled thing he has encountered since he became a warrior, he will either give up his friends and watch the barbarians bring her back, or he will start a full-scale war with the other party, but after all, he is not reasonable, even if he starts a war, what can he do? How many helpers will stand behind you?

Looking at Dowling's tangled appearance, the deputy patriarch also sighed, he slowly fell from the sky, and then waved his hand lightly at the light mask.

The light mask slowly changed, and it changed from the appearance of the light mask to a golden rope that bound Long Xiaonian's hands and feet.

"Xiao Nian, how are you?" Dao Lin hurriedly held Long Xiaonian and asked.

"I'm fine, Brother Dao, I'm sorry for worrying you." Long Xiaonian showed a smile that didn't look good.

"Say anything to the outside world, don't worry, I will find a way to keep you." Dowling hugged her gently and said.

Long Xiaonian shook his head, and said with a miserable smile on his face: "I have to go back with them, they are right, this is my life, I can't escape." ”

"What more stupid things are you talking about? After you go back, you will be sent to the Soul Refining Cave, and you will be punished, are you stupid? Dowling said, shaking her shoulder.

Long Xiaonian looked at Dao Lin with an eager face, and his tears couldn't help flowing down anymore.

"I'm sorry Brother Dao, I really have to go back with them, even if I am punished, I deserve it, I'm sorry ......"

Dao Lin looked at Long Xiaonian in a daze, looking at her pear blossom and rainy face, a little unbelieving what he heard.

"Brother Dao, it is Xiao Nian's blessing to know you, I am the happiest only when I am by your side during this time, thank you for ......"

Dao Lin put down his hand in a daze, looking at Long Xiaonian who couldn't stop trembling because of crying.

"There's no other way?" Dowling asked.

Long Xiaonian had tears on his face, and shook his head with a miserable smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the deputy patriarch spoke again: "As the deputy patriarch, I can assure you that after I go back, Xiao Nian will not be punished too heavily, this is okay." ”

Dowling turned his head to look at the deputy patriarch, and saw that his expression was flat, it shouldn't seem like he was lying to him.

"It's better that you talk and count, if you let me know that you are bullying Xiao Nian, even if I try my best, I will make you barbarians pay, you better believe what I say." Dowling gritted his teeth and said to the deputy patriarch.

The corners of the deputy patriarch's mouth lifted slightly, looking at his appearance, he knew that he didn't believe what Dao Lin said at all, a transcendent realm, it was already good to be able to take three dead helpers from the Creation Realm, he really didn't believe that Dao Lin still had the means.

"Since you don't believe it, I'll let you believe it, so that you can reconsider how to treat Xiao Nian."

As he spoke, Dowling stretched out a hand to carve out a soul-locking talisman array in the void, and the huge array door opened, and a terrifying aura emanated from it.

"Wang Mian, go and invite a new friend to come out!"

Wang Mian had an order, and the soul fell off the black armor and flew into the Soul Locking Talisman Array, and it didn't take long for him to drag another soul and fly out.

"Charlewood!" The old elder exclaimed as he saw the soul clearly.

"You killed him?" The deputy patriarch asked with his eyes narrowed slightly.

"No, just extracted his soul, you can ask him now if I still have the means." Dowling said lightly.

The deputy patriarch looked at Charliemu, Charliemu nodded again and again, and just wanted to say something, but he was covered by Dowling and pressed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Don't say some things too clearly, at least now is not the time, I'll ask, you can nod or shake your head, just so that your deputy patriarch knows."

"Do I have the strength to threaten you barbarians?" Dowling asked, covering the mouth of Charlewood's soul.

Charlemagne looked at Dowling, then at the deputy patriarch and elders, and then nodded slowly.

"Okay, you're doing a good job, you go back and continue to play with them first, and I'll let you go back when I have a chance later." Dowling threw Charlewood's soul back into the Soul Locking Talisman Array, and then closed the Talisman with a wave of his hand.

Dowling turned to look at the deputy patriarch of the barbarians, his gaze was very sharp at this time.

"I'll say it again, be kind to Xiao Nian, otherwise even if I do everything I have, I will make you barbarians pay."

The deputy patriarch of the barbarian clan frowned when he heard this, and then nodded, which was regarded as agreeing to Daolin.

"Xiao Nian, can't you come yet?" The old elder on the side called softly.

Long Xiaonian nodded, looked at Dao Lin with some reluctance, and then walked towards the barbarians.

Dowling wanted to reach out and grab Long Xiaonian, but he didn't do so after all.

After Long Xiaonian walked out a few steps, she suddenly stopped in place, she slowly turned around, and the tears on her face kept dripping down.

Seeing this scene, Daolin's heart twitched, and he wanted to pull Long Xiaonian back recklessly, but saw Long Xiaonian shake his head.

"Brother Dao, we will meet again when we have a chance in the future, and then we will ...... Don't ...... when the time comes. Forget me ......"

[I haven't written this for a long time, to be honest, I don't know if there are readers until now, but I think telling a story should have a beginning and an end, and telling the story to the end is what I should do, if any readers see my words, please leave me a message, let me know that someone is listening to me tell the story, thank you]