Chapter Seventy-Six: The Man of Tears
"Big brother!"
"Fifth sister!"
"Shaojun!"
A heart-wrenching scream came from the mouths of the people of the Red family who never died, and most of them were already in tears, and they were like explosions, shaking the cage fence frantically.
As if fate is tragic!
But as long as you take a look at the undead Red family cultivators on the land, they deserve to be like this, and they have an excited and cold gaze like revenge, and they know that the Red family has also done evil.
Hongyu closed his eyes and was speechless.
In the eyes of Red Storm, in addition to grief, there was also a strong sense of struggle, perhaps he had felt that his path had become more and more over.
Boom β
In all directions, the sound of fierce battles roared!
The monks of the Bai family and the Shangguan family quickly killed the approaching demon beasts, stabilized the situation, and once again blocked the other demon beasts from the periphery.
In fact, they could kill all the children of the Red Family now, but they knew very well that if all the people of the Red Family were slaughtered, then who would the Free Monks Alliance save, they were afraid that they would retreat immediately.
The two families kept their lives, and they definitely had the purpose of dragging down the Free Monks Alliance.
......
Red Storm looks rough, but his heart is extremely delicate, and the situation on the battlefield is more and more uncomfortable, and his heart is gloomy and unwilling.
Is it really impossible to escape?
Where is the way to live?
"No, I can't just die, I still have to do better than Lang Konghuan, there must be a way to live!"
Roaring in my heart.
In a pair of eyes, the essence is shining, looking around, looking for every chance to save his life.
Fierce battle!
Fierce battle!
There are chaotic fighting scenes everywhere, all kinds of spells flying together, and magic weapons with different magic weapons are also flying around, intertwined into a gorgeous and dangerous picture.
Red Storm's gaze wandered, and finally, it fell on Yue Yueran, revealing a deep contemplative look.
"This guy, halfway to join in, looking at Shangguan Fan and Bai Taichen's attitude towards him, it is clearly a gesture of wooing, he-not a person from the two families, if he is willing to help me......"
The brain also spins fast.
Thinking about it like this, his eyes lit up with hope again, but why did Yue Yueran help him? And it was so far away, even if he had any ideas, could he shout out loud?
......
In the midst of the boom, the war continues.
Yue Yueran was killing those demon beasts strongly, as if he was already one of the most invincible monks on the battlefield, such a character must be taken care of.
Heavenly!
Ground floor!
In every direction, there were demon beasts, rushing in his direction, as strong as Yue Yueran, and they also began to sweat profusely.
And the tune of the flute, unconsciously, has changed again.
Obviously, it was the work of the flute girl again.
The fierce and cold light came from Yue Yueran's eyes.
"This woman is one of the most important characters in this battle, and she is so targeted at me, I can't keep her anymore......"
Together, the killing heart is the spiritual consciousness to find.
Soon, still in the small valley, the disfigured woman was found, and at this moment, this woman was still guarded by more than twenty monks, still wearing a mask.
But after just one glance, Yue Yueran's expression became strange, and there was a murderous intent in his chest, and unconsciously, he disappeared a lot.
Under the mask, the scarred face was already in tears at this moment, and the tears were like bursting the embankment, rolling down, and the disfigured woman was crying like a tearful person at this moment.
That's a ruckus!
In a pair of eyes, there is no cold killing intent, only indescribable sadness and pain, weak as a helpless little girl of seventeen or eighteen years old!
Such a temperament also came to be a monk?
Yue Yueran looked sweaty and speechless.
If such a woman becomes his companion, he will immediately kick her out of the ranks.
......
"Tear man, I have wronged these demon beast friends of yours, but for the sake of the final victory, I can only sacrifice them. β
The old voice rang in his ears.
Beside the disfigured woman, a disfigured old man with yellow and white hair said, the old man's expression was much colder, and he was definitely the most common type of monk who was ruthless.
And this woman's name turned out to be the Tear Man.
At this moment, the woman was playing the flute to control those demon beasts, and she couldn't answer, but she was crying even more.
Obviously, she was able to control these monsters, and definitely had at least some kind of companionship with them, but today she had to bury them with her own hands.
Many of her companions around her, the corners of their eyes swept over her, and they all showed a speechless look, and the woman was in tears, it seems that most of them were not pretended.
And although Yue Yuran is not a bodhisattva, looking at the other party's disfigured face with tears streaming down, he can't be ruthless anymore.
"That's it, anyway, it doesn't have much to do with me, so why bother to kill more. β
Said in my heart.
Bang!
A little bit of the toe is a little bit of the ground, and it is flying away.
Whewβ
In a few flashes, he came to the side of the Red Family Monk who was wrapped, this is the only place that is not too affected, and he can also pretend to help Shangguan Fan guard.
......
"Thank you!"
Seeing him coming, an old man from the Bai family, after being vigilant, he thanked him.
Yue Yuran nodded slightly.
And the demon beasts that were chasing him just now stopped halfway.
"Tearful people, why don't you let them continue to chase and kill?"
In the valley, there was an old man who asked coldly.
"Are you going to let these friends of mine go to death forever?"
The woman turned her head and asked angrily, the look of fire spewing out of her eyes was completely different from the way the tears burst the embankment.
There are roses in the heart, and there are tigers, maybe it's her!
The old man was stunned when he heard this, and immediately looked at him fiercely, and then said coldly: "Don't forget, who rescued you from the pile of cultivating slaves back then, and passed on your magical powers of magic, which changed your fate." β
"I've never forgotten!"
The woman's gaze, without dodging at all, looked at him and said, "Since you want me back, I will return it to you today, and I will die here with them." β
Swish!
The words fell, and the woman flew out, and she finally appeared.
Seeing this, the more than 20 people were immediately dumbfounded, and after glancing at each other, they finally swept out.
......
"I'm underestimating her. β
In the distant sky, Yue Yuran smiled slightly.
For the first time, I felt a little appreciation for the flute girl.
"Brother Dao, as long as you save my life, I will be a red storm and will be your war slave from now on!"
A deep voice suddenly came from the side.