Ye Ling was pregnant with Liujia, and had just been pulled back from the edge of hell by the Fox King. At this time, he would have no energy to fight against those who were eyeing the cultivators.

Without a moment of hesitation, the golden phoenix flew over Ye Ling's head, leaned over to the ground and turned into a mortal.

"Aunt Feng, it's good that you're fine!" Ye Ling was extremely excited, and her fair cheeks had already turned red because she had been sad and tears.

Jinfeng hurriedly stepped forward and brushed away the tears from her pink cheeks, hugged her with heartache, and then stroked her black hair, murmured: "Don't be afraid, as long as Aunt Feng is here, you won't let anything happen to you!"

Ye Ling shook her head and cried and apologized, "I'm sorry! Aunt Feng is sorry! It's all my fault. If it weren't for my willful behavior, the fox clan would not have suffered such a disaster. They all died because of me!"

Jinfeng let her go, pressed her hands on her shoulders, and said seriously: "Silly kid, people have ulterior motives, and monks have many tricks. Even if it is not for you, they will try every means to come and provoke.

Since everyone has come, Aunt Feng will abandon them together. Let’s see how long they can be rampant?”

Ye Ling was still crying. She originally wanted to be harmonious with the humans, but it caused the fox clan's creatures to be miserable. This is a sin that she will never be able to clear in her life!

As soon as Ling Cheng found Ye Ling, he saw that she was crying all the time. The self-blame in his heart became even more serious and he hurriedly asked about her safety.

Jin Feng and Ye Ling both turned their eyes to each other. Seeing that he was injured, the two unconsciously thought that something happened to the Fox King, so they asked about the Fox King's safety.

Care is confusing, and Ling Cheng was shocked to realize that he had never seen Mu Han during his search. Could it be that he was going to deal with the fox king?

Seeing that a group of monks had come after him, he picked up Ye Ling, said "Go!" and turned back the same way.

No matter where Mu Han is, the Fox King must save him!

The battle behind him continued, and Jinfeng was worried about the safety of the Fox King, so she and Ling Cheng protected Ye Ling and ran down the mountain.

At that time, the fox king was already seriously injured, and all the white silk from the whisk penetrated his chest, and then pulled away hard, and the snow-white fox fur immediately turned bloody.

He staggered back a few steps, and his green eyes were as fierce as usual, and he attacked Zhuyao again with bare hands.

Zhu Yao's face remained unchanged. He waved the whisk lightly, and the red shadow shook, and then knocked him away again.

The Fox King rolled a few times on the snow, supporting the ground with one hand, but because of his serious injury, he couldn't get up no matter how hard he struggled. He could only raise his head and glar stubbornly.

He never hummed until the beginning and never frowned.

You should be a wizard in life, and you should be a wizard in death!

The fox king Yinchang has never been bad in his life!

As he approached step by step, the whisk in his hand dragged along the snow to the fox king, and a shallow blood mark immediately left on the snow.

He held up the fox king's chin and snorted coldly: "Old guy, get up! I haven't beaten enough yet!"

He laughed wildly, just like an evil ghost coming to hell to seek his life, his face was ferocious and his vicious eyes were full of evil.

The Fox King turned his head and then spitted a mouthful of blood-stuffed spit on his face. He was also laughing, sarcastic.

It was really sad to think that the fox king Yin Chang's life was in the hands of such a despicable villain.

He condensed all his spiritual power in his palm and slapped it out on his chest. Even if he died, he would not be buried in the hand of a villain.

The white figure slowly fell to the ground. He closed his eyes, and a large amount of blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth, flowing on the cold snow, dyeing the ground white red.

At once

He never regretted it even though he lost all the fox clan and saved his daughter.

The only thing I worry about is that my two daughters cannot escape smoothly.

The only thing I regret is that I failed to stay in Jinfeng better while I was alive.

The only regret is that I was unable to see my little grandson born with my own eyes.

All regrets and regrets eventually turned into a drop of clear tears at the corners of my eyes, falling into the bloody red.

Qi Yao wiped off the spit on his face angrily, got up and kicked the fox king's body, muttering: "Old guy, why are you still heroes when you are about to die? If you have the ability, get up!"

The stern sword shadow swung past, and it was too late for Qiao Yao to react. The long sword had already penetrated his heart from his back and stabbed out of his chest. The scarlet blood at the tip of the sword kept dripping down, making a "click-click" sound.

The sword suddenly whirled around his body and then pulled away fiercely. The Taoist in the yellow robe showed unwilling expression on his face.

He raised his hand tremblingly, wanting to ask him why?

Before he could say anything, he slowly fell to the ground, his shocked pupils turned round, and the whisk stained with the blood of the fox king was still tightly held in his palm. It was his lifelong glory and glory.

Unfortunately, he probably never expected that while he was calculating others, he was plotted against by his apprentice.

He thought he was an oriole, but he didn't expect that he was always just a mantis.

Mu Han held a piece of silk cloth in his hand, gently wiped the blood from the sword blade, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Zhiyao dying with his eyes closed, the evil desire in his heart sublimated again. The long sword that had just been wiped fell down again, and stabbed him one after another.

He has been an obedient dog for more than 20 years, but in the end, Qiao Yao wanted to pass on his mantle to Ling Cheng.

He deserves to die, but he is not to be jealous of death!

What Mu Han couldn't get would rather be destroyed than others get it!

I don’t know how many swords I stabbed, but Qiao Yao had already been stabbed into a sieve, and blood splattered everywhere, covering the snow again and again.

A sudden burst of footsteps came from his ears, Mu Han's face was covered in blood, his smile was ferocious and evil. The sword in his hand suddenly pulled away, and he drifted.

When Ling Cheng and his men arrived, they saw corpses everywhere on the snow. The Fox King and the Fox King fell in pools of blood one after another.

One person's eyes closed slightly, his death was peaceful, and the other person's eyes widened, his death was unaware of his eyes.

Ling Cheng held Ye Ling's movement tightened again, but his feet were as if they were filled with lead and could no longer move half a step.

What exactly happened, how could this happen?

One is his father-in-law whom he had just identified. Although he had little communication, he could see that the fox king had great kindness in his heart. He protected Lingxi and Ye Ling, but he alone failed to protect his life.

Although the other man was despicable and shameless, he gave him the kindness of raising him. Although he hated him, he never thought of killing him.

Seeing the two of them die at the same time, he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

Ye Ling noticed something was wrong, looked slightly and saw his father lying in a pool of blood, and saw that the white figure became more and more blurred.

She cried and asked Ling Cheng to put her down, shook his hand away, and rushed over frantically, and her thin body suddenly knelt on the ground.

He held the fox king's big hand, which had already been cold, and opened his pink lips lightly, but his heartache was so painful that it was difficult to spit out a word.

The moment the little crocodile in his arms fell to the ground, he cried into a tearful fox. His snow-white figure couldn't stop trembling, and his shrill crying made people cry.

Jin Feng covered her mouth tightly, and her feet slowed down instantly and trembled.

As we approached step by step, the tears on our faces had already been strung into bead chains.

She knelt directly opposite Ye Ling, took the other hand of the Fox King, put it on his lips and sucked it lightly, curled her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, your king! Feng'er must protect our daughter."

His eyes were firm and his tone was calm, but he didn't know how much sadness was contained in this short sentence.

She loved Yin Chang, so she loved the house and the Wu treated Ye Ling and Ye Li as their own flesh and blood.

She knew that the person the Fox King loved the most was Ye Ling's mother from beginning to end, but she did not regret it!

She earned her two naughty and lovely daughters for more than two hundred years.

Yin Chang is already dead, but she will definitely do what he told her and will never let him down.

The heavy snow had already stopped, but the hearts of several people seemed to be frozen.

Seeing the figure of the fox king disappearing in front of him little by little, the two of them tried desperately to catch the starlight, but in the end they were still empty.

Ye Ling desperately digged the snow, as if her father was hiding under the snow, playing hide-and-seek with her.

Ling Cheng advised her, but she didn't listen or say anything. She just pushed him away and continued to dig the snow. The tears in her eyes never stopped for a moment.

"Enough! The king is dead and will never come back. If you don't want him to die with your eyes open, live well for me!" Jin Feng pressed his hands on Ye Ling's shoulder and got angry at her for the first time.

Ye Ling stopped moving, raised her blood-red eyes, and stared at her blankly.

"Ling'er, cheer up for the child in his belly!" Jin Feng spoke again, his voice choked with a sob and prayed.

Ye Ling finally stood up slowly. She stumbled towards Ling Cheng, and then slapped him in the face.

"Why not stay?" It's not a question, it's a responsiveness.

Ling Cheng didn't explain, but just kept apologizing. He knew what the reason was, and she knew it too.

But she needs a way to vent her emotions, and he is willing to let her vent.

"Apology, apologize! What else would you say besides apologizing?" Ye Ling shook her head and beat his chest desperately.

He let her fight and stopped talking until she was tired of fighting and threw herself into his arms and cried loudly. He hugged her tightly, still not saying a word.

Suddenly, bursts of rapid footsteps sounded in my ears, and it seemed that a large number of people were rushing here.

Jinfeng picked up the little white fox that was curled into a ball on the ground, stuffed it into Ye Ling's arms, and said, "You go first!" and spread its wings again.

How could Ye Ling leave? Her father is dead and can no longer lose Aunt Feng.

Ling Cheng was the same. He had already caused the fox king to lose his life, so he could no longer throw Jin Feng away, holding Zhu Xie's hand and constantly exerting force.

It is difficult for a gentleman to be a villain to be a guardian!

Since the so-called practitioners are despicable and shameless villains, why should he be a gentleman?

They dared to attack Lingxi and regarded hundreds of innocent creatures up and down Lingxi as grass. Then today, he would kill all the so-called righteous people.

Seeing that the two of them had not moved, Jin Feng shouted with a roar: "Go away! Why haven't you left yet!"

Both of them shook their heads and said that they would not know how to leave, so they would go together if they wanted to leave.

Jin Feng looked at Ye Ling's bulging abdomen and finally compromised. She could die, but the fox clan could never break the back.
Chapter completed!