Guo Feng screamed with tears, and knelt directly on the ground with Yuanying in his arms. Yang Jian hurried over with a three-pointed and two-edged knife. Seeing Yuanying's tragic situation, Yang Jian burst into tears with several blue veins on his forehead and roared to the sky, "Li Nan! Luo Qijiang! I want to tear you two into pieces!" Seeing that both of them had lost their minds, Lin Miao could only shout loudly: "Calm down! Lord Yuan fainted! If she didn't look for Sister Sui Nu, she would be dead!!"

Guo Feng was about to hug Yuanying's back and lift her up, but Lin Miao continued to yell: "Don't touch the wound on her body! You two carry her back and forth! Hurry up!" After Guo Feng and Yang Jian rushed to lift Yuanying, Lin Miao immediately took out a bag of golden sore medicine from his body, and sprinkled it all on Yuanying's body.

Lang Rou's golden sore medicine stopped Yuanying's blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and Yuanying let out a faint moan. Guo Feng and Yang Jian looked at each other, and Guo Feng nodded and whispered: "I know the way, follow me. Your Highness Wei Yuhou Hou, thank you!" Lin Miao didn't bother with them and returned to the city directly, but there were countless casualties and sorrows everywhere.

Lin Miao looked at the dilapidated house stalls and the dense arrows on the ground, and could only clench his teeth. Nezha slowly walked to Lin Miao with his neck, sighed and said in a low voice: "The heaven is injustice, and he actually committed the atrocities of slaughtering sentient beings... If Huntian Ling was still in my hands just now, the result might be different."

Lin Miao looked at his right hand and slowly shook his head and advised him: "No matter what you do, I didn't expect that my Cheng Minghui would actually harm everyone..." As he said that, Lin Miao wanted to move his left arm to tear off Cheng Minghui, but the injury on his left arm had not healed, so he could only lift up. Nezha hurriedly pressed Lin Miao's left wrist and shook his head: "Your Highness don't blame yourself! Only the tyrant can do it to kill the common people..."

Lin Miao was silent for a moment before asking in a low voice: "Third Prince, this tree wall... should be made by Uncle San? How is he?" Nezha bit his lip and replied slowly: "Master Liu San is working on his lifelong magic power. Maybe... he needs to cultivate for a long time." The two were silent for a while, and the guard building dragged the Wutian Mojiu to the side of the two, sighed hatefully before gritting their teeth and saying: "Two, I'm familiar with Lord Xie's Zhuoqing Palace. She has many magic medicines. I'll get some back!"

Nezha pressed the shoulder of the building guard and whispered: "Master Baihu, bring Lord Xie back together!" The building guard lowered his eyebrows and asked: "Third Prince, has Lord Xie returned to Heaven? Are you sure? When did it happen?" Nezha nodded first, then shook his head: "If you two can't get out together, they will definitely threaten you with Lord Xie! So you have to think clearly, Lord Baihu."

The guard building thought for a while, then clasped his fists at Lin Miao and asked, "Marquis Wei Yu, I'll listen to you. Tell the guard building what to do." Lin Miao smiled bitterly before shook his head helplessly: "Master of the guard building, Lin Miao is now in a mess and really has no energy to give advice for you. If Lord Baihu really wants to save Lord Xie, you might as well let it go."

The guard building bowed to Lin Miao and nodded: "Thank you for your reminder! I know - Li Nan, you bastard! Don't let me see you again!" Mu Wushuang rescued the injured on the street while comforting the scared survivors. Not long after, he met Lin Miao and Nezha. Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao just lowered their heads and remained silent. Nezha waited for the two of them for a while before persuaded them to continue to stop bleeding and relieve the injured.

After the three of them were busy for a while, they suddenly heard a woman shouting hysterically: "Where are you going?! Why are you here now?! Why are you here now?!" Mu Wushuang and the other two stood up and turned their faces. Seeing a woman with her dead husband tightly grasping Lei Lingxiao's skirt and questioning her loudly. Lei Lingxiao stood dejectedly, letting more and more people surround him and questioning him.

Lei Lingxiao didn't tell the difference, but just lowered his head listlessly and was silent. She could hear the complaints, dissatisfaction and even curses. Mu Wushuang couldn't help it and squeezed directly into Lei Lingxiao and blocked her behind him. Then he shouted to the angry people: "Listen to me! Isn't Lord Lei back? She's just late! Can't you believe our aunt?!"

Lei Lingxiao looked up at Mu Wushuang, but immediately lowered his head. Seeing that the people's emotions gradually stabilized, Mu Wushuang sighed and continued, "Everyone should take care of their own injured first. Sister Jiang Nu will come with her medicinal herbs immediately! Don't worry, the sky falls, and we marquis are here! Today is Lord Yuan for us to support us, tomorrow is Mu Xiudu! There is Lin Hanyang the day after tomorrow! Just keep your heart in your stomach!"

As Mu Wushuang finished speaking, someone had already whispered: "Yes, if Lord Yuan had not fought for his life today, we would not have been gossiping here!" "Everyone heard from Marquis Mu - Alas, I have never seen my aunt be so depressed, she must be feeling bad! Let her be quiet by herself." After the people gradually dispersed, Lin Miao disappeared.

Lei Lingxiao sighed before whispering: "Thank you, thank you." Nezha came to Lei Lingxiao and asked angrily, "Your Majesty the Demon King! Why are you standing by and watching just now? Are you not the Great Demon King? How could you let it go..." Lei Lingxiao clenched his fists tightly, and the unparalleled demonic power that soared into the sky and the earth instantly shook the entire Dongyuan like an earthquake. Mu Wushuang and Nezha looked at Lei Lingxiao who was ready to go in a daze.

What are the words that shock the world, destroy the universe, and sweep Liuhe, and use them on Lei Lingxiao, really have no exaggeration. Lei Lingxiao moved his lips and whispered: "I know why I didn't take action, right? Even if I do it, I'm still in the sky." Mu Wushuang and Nezha nodded in cold sweat. Lei Lingxiao lowered his eyelids and remained silent for a moment, and actually lowered his head and walked into an unmanned dead end.

Halfway through Lei Lingxiao, Wanyu suddenly blocked Lei Lingxiao, and said hesitantly: "Xiao Ling (Lei Lingxiao's word for pronunciation)... Don't get angry... When you lose your temper, the entire Dongyuan Capital..." Lei Lingxiao snorted and interrupted him: "You dare to come to find me? You are so brave! Forget it, I'm just relaxing my muscles and bones, and Brother Bo Zhao (Bao Yu's word for pronunciation) couldn't wait to show up? Don't worry, I know the rules. You just said you won't interfere this time, right?"

Wanyu nodded unnaturally: "So, I'm too worried? Okay, okay, I did tell Guiyue (Qinglan's word for prose) not to interfere... But Xiao Ling, if you continue like this, you will be extremely angry sooner or later."
Chapter completed!