Chapter 2015 (1/2)
”See senior brother Yuehua, senior brother Yuntao.”
”Senior brother Zhuang.”
”Elder martial sister Xu!”
With Yuehua's several people walking down, all the remaining disciples of the Holy Land met up respectfully. Hanhai city and Xue Biyun, the real disciple, had nearly 30 disciples of the holy land, but now there are less than ten people who can move, and others are dead and injured.
The beautiful woman of Qingyun gate looked at all the people and said: ”it's very good that you can hold on to it under the siege of so many blood demon masters and underground demon masters. When you return to the holy land, you will be rewarded. ”
”Yes!”
Hearing this, all the people in the holy land were excited.
”Where is Luo Feng. Let him come out to see me! ” The tall middle-aged man of songwu gate couldn't help asking aloud.
Luofeng
Hearing this, the disciples of holy land were shocked. One of the female disciples of songwu sect, whose eyebrows were as curved as the moon, asked:
”elder martial brother refers to the young swordsman named Luo Feng in canglan dynasty?”
”Yes, it's him! This kid is the mysterious swordsman at the Centennial grand meeting. It's so deep! Let him out. ” The middle-aged man can't wait to say.
The female disciple's face darkened, ”he He... ”
”He is no longer in Hanhai.”
A cold voice sounded, Murong Haoran shot from a distance.
”Da Murong!”
Seeing Murong Haoran, the middle-aged man asked, ”Luofeng is no longer a vast city. What does that mean?”
Murong Haoran looks at a few people, but he doesn't say a word. His steps are moving. He is standing in front of the crystal tower.
After this amazing battle, the ground around the crystal pagoda has been totally different, but the pagoda itself is intact and extremely strange.
Hum!
Murong Haoran waved his hand, and the crystal pagoda shrank rapidly, and was put into his sleeve.
”Big brother!”
After some treatment, Murong Yinyin's injury has recovered and he wakes up.
Murong Haoran looked at Murong Yinyin, and his face became colder. Leng hum: ”let's go to the Xiaoyao school to practice. Elder Qinghua has promised to accept you as the closed disciple. You should be willful and come to participate in the Holy Land assessment. This time, if you don't have a dollar, you won't see my big brother! ”
Hearing Murong Haoran's rebuke, Murong Yinyin didn't care. He pulled Murong Haoran's sleeve and spit out his pink tongue: ”hee hee, I know that big brother will come to save me.”
As if thinking of something, Murong Yinyin said eagerly: ”elder brother, I am not in any way. You... Go and save Luofeng! ”
She has learned what happened just now from the old man with white hair. She is surprised at Luofeng's identity and strength, and at the same time, she is worried about whether he can escape the pursuit of the seven murderers.
Murong Haoran glanced at Murong Yinyin and waved his sleeves. ”I am the top ten true biography of Xiaoyao sect. Why do you want to save an unrelated person, Murong's young master?”
Smell speech, Murong Yinyin red lips a pout, to Murong Haoran way:
”what does not matter, he is your sister's life-saving benefactor.”
See Murong Haoran don't talk, Murong Yinyin eyes a stare, ”you can't save! If anything happens to him this time, I won't have you from now on. ”
”Hum!” Murong roared coldly, not moved.
”OK, Murong Haoran, you won't go. I'll go myself! ”
Murong Yinyin got up from the ground with a bit of red lips.
Murong Haoran raised his eyebrows. Although Murong Yinyin had threatened him with such words before, he never called him by name.
”Miss, you can't move...” However, the old man with white hair beside him was frightened and hurriedly appeased Murong Yinyin.
”Sit down.”
Murong Haoran waved and an invisible force made Murong Yinyin sit back again.
”Who are you? Why should I listen to you?” Murong yinyinmianlu is stubborn. He tries to get up, but he snorts. The wound begins to bleed again.
”Stinky girl, you really don't want to die!”