The heroes of the Eastern Wilderness are dancing wildly, the strong are coming out one after another, and the Xuansheng is restless, but there is a news from the Lianjia family in Zhongzhou, which shocks the world.

Besiege and kill Chu Moli, who dares to use a strong person above the half-saint to bury the whole clan!

Angering the Lian family, except for the three major divine kingdoms and some hidden wealthy clans, this is not something that ordinary family members can bear.

Even the voice of the family brought a ruining disaster to Chu Moli, Xuansheng no longer appeared, but too many elites of wealthy families were attracted to come, Xuansheng can't make a move, Xuanzong Realm can always make a move! They don't do it for bonuses, just to see how evil the person who can make the seventh master of the Lian family speak.

A large number of cloud-piercing boats, flying trap beasts, and powerful fierce beast xenomorphs appeared in the Eastern Wilderness, and these storage zài represent the strength behind them, each of which is extremely difficult to provoke.

Chu Moli exhaled fiercely, looked at Lan Qingqing beside him, and knew that with her, it would be impossible for him to leave the Eastern Wilderness alive.

"I'll stay, you go alone, take this ring with you, if you can, give it to my father, I will die without regrets!" Lan Qingqing didn't want to drag Chu Moli any longer, and directly handed over what he wanted to protect to Chu Moli.

"Shut up, I'll take you, it's my promise, I promise the mercenary group, I promise your father's promise, it has nothing to do with you and me, for the sake of survival, throwing you away is the shame of my life, and I will never have the opportunity to be promoted to the top!" Chu Moli scolded coldly, his Dao heart was not allowed to be stained, otherwise it would bring catastrophic ruin to the future.

"But you've done well enough, if you hadn't come back to take me last time, I might have been suffocated in the cave. Lan Qingqing said softly.

"I don't need to make excuses, and I don't need you to help me find them, now follow me back to Dongfang City, and I will put you in a safe place. Chu Moli looked at the strong men galloping in front of him, knowing that if he moved forward, he would definitely attract the attention of others, so he could only choose to return.

Lan Qingqing was helpless, Chu Moli was too domineering, he couldn't put forward any opinions, couldn't refute half a sentence, and finally had to follow Chu Moli backwards.

The blue sky and white clouds, the clear water fluttering, the gentle blowing wind blowing the delicate willow branches rippling in the stream, the high mountain cliffs all around, the waterfall hanging from the nine heavens, swooping the earth, the beautiful scene is refreshing.

Chu Moli didn't choose to go back the same way, but changed his direction and changed his path, but he inadvertently staggered with Nanluo, and maybe he also escaped a catastrophe, after all, there were more than ten of the strongest elites in the Eastern Wastelands not far behind Nanluo!

The two of them were submerged in the verdant mountains, dozens of days of rest and recuperation, Chu Moli's injuries were repaired, and the realm was completely stabilized in the early stage of the Xuanzong realm, and they had a greater grasp of life.

The peak realm of the Xuanshi Realm could escape from the hands of many strong people in the past, and he was now confident that as long as he was not surrounded by people, he would always be able to escape from death.

The King of Freedom soared to the sky, the stars moved, and in an instant, a pair of eyes shot out the essence of the Dao, especially at night, which was sharper than the eagle's eye.

Chu Moli's range of activities was suppressed to a very small range, and the King of Freedom had always wandered in this area, attracting the attention of the heroes, and they rushed to the mountains below, looking down on the mountains below, even if there was a fierce beast moving, it would be difficult to escape their divine sense.

Nanluo half an inch of white hair flowing, holding a red dragon spear and stepping into the mountain range, King Xiaoyao was about to kill him first as soon as he found out, but more than a dozen of the strongest elites of the younger generation appeared behind her, which made him stunned, Dongfang Yu, Dongfang Hao, Peng Quan, Duanmu Cheng, etc., are all in the top ten elites, and even if he is a little weaker by three points, but more than a dozen people join forces, he will definitely not be able to escape.

"What's going on? Why are they all following behind Nanluo!Are they helping her find Chu Moli or are they using her to find Chu Moli?"

King Lingxiao! One of the most powerful demons in the Battle of the King back then, it was impossible for him not to know him.

"Ling Xiao is here too! He's here for the bonus!" King Xiaoyao guessed correctly, but he also guessed wrong, King Ling Xiao did do it for the bonus, but not for the bonus of the Holy Dragon Killer Organization, but for the bonus of the Seventh Master.

King Lingxiao and King Xiaoyao are not familiar with each other, and they have not even communicated, the elites in the battle of the king are hostile to each other, especially the loose cultivation of King Lingxiao, all that stands in front of them are obstacles, there is no love, and they are all killed, so King Xiaoyao did not say hello, and directly swooped into the mountain range and entered the depths of the mountain.

At this moment, the two figures fell like meteors and smashed into the ground, Chen Xiaoya was defeated, not only did not pull Feng Qingyu away, but was approached by him closely, not even a hundred meters away, her speed was very stable, but Feng Qingyu has made very rapid progress in the past few days, and his understanding of various secret techniques has reached a deeper level.

"Promise! Feng Qingyu said without yin or yang.

When Chen Xiaoya heard this title, she almost fell to the ground, with an angry face, and reprimanded, "Don't call it that, otherwise I will kill you!"

"I allow you to repent, the king of Yaxin. Feng Qingyu fought back, leaving no mercy.

"I don't regret it, but I warn you, don't call me that!" Chen Xiaoya was furious, and stuck to the little lady, if Zhongzhou Qunxiong heard this name, he would be drunk when he thought about that scene.

"Upside down the king?" Feng Qingyu's lips turned up slightly, revealing a smile with a deep meaning, full of charm, but in Chen Xiaoya's eyes, this was simply provocative and sarcastic.

"I'll kill you! I'll give you death!" Chen Xiaoya's generation of demon talents, the first woman to be called, how could she tolerate such a name, she ran away on the spot, shook the mountains and rivers with her palm, and swept thousands of miles to smash towards Feng Qingyu.

Feng Qingyu's figure flashed, and he didn't take over, this time he came to pick up Nanluo, and by the way, he protected Chu Moli, but he didn't want to lose with King Yaxin and cheapen others.

"Alright, King Yaxin, don't forget your mission. Feng Qingyu shrugged.

"Count you as acquaintances!" Chen Xiaoya was resentful, and replied angrily.

The actions of the two attracted the attention of King Lingxiao, and they stepped into this place and appeared in their eyes.

"King Lingxiao!"

"King Yaxin!"

The two kings spoke in unison, thinking that they were coming for their own goals, and a trace of vigilance appeared in their eyes.

"Don't touch my target!" the two said in unison again.

"My goal is Chu Moli, I hope that King Yaxin will give him three points of thin noodles and retreat immediately, otherwise the king will meet and there will be life and death!" King Ling Xiao said in a deep voice.

"That's okay, my goal is Nanluo, otherwise I really don't want to fight you to the death. Chen Xiaoya exhaled a turbid breath and said stupidly.

Feng Qingyu frowned, another king target was Chu Moli, his face couldn't help but be ugly, and he said coldly, "Your Excellency is the king, dealing with a child in the Xuanshi realm, aren't you afraid of losing face if you say it?"