I am mad for the king: the stunning magic concubine fights the world

Chapter 297 Are they?
"So many." Duhun finally got serious, surrounded by so many people, this is not a joke.
Jing Ling looked serious, and looked at those people who gradually walked out of the thick fog and their faces gradually became clear, her eyes widened and she looked shocked.At that moment, there was a feeling of suffocation.
"Are you scared? Brat?" Seeing Jing Ling's expression, Du Hun couldn't help but tease him.
Jing Ling didn't come back to her senses, she looked at this kind of person in disbelief, her voice was so low that only she could hear it: "It's...it's them."
"Huh?" Du Hun felt that Jing Ling's mouth moved, but he didn't hear what Jing Ling was saying. That expression made him very puzzled.
call out!
With a small voice, a cold light suddenly appeared, attacking Jing Ling.Although Jing Ling, who was still in a daze, realized it later, she still didn't avoid the sharp cold that swept across her face.Jing Ling rolled on the spot and fell to the side, with a burning sword wound on her left cheek.
The blue figure landed in front of Jing Ling.
Seeing the blue figure in front of him, Jing Ling was shocked again: "Long Yan?"
The old man with a long white beard in front of him, Jing Ling will never forget that this person is one of the twelve aggressive mystics who once fought with them for the demon clan and the royal army - Long Yan.
Long Yan stood in front of Jing Ling expressionlessly.
In Jing Ling's memory, Long Yan was a laughing old naughty boy who couldn't sit still at all times, just like him who was always laughing, but the Long Yan in front of him had a completely different aura.
I heard from Duhun and the others before that during the battle of Shutongzi, both Long Yan and San Sheng appeared, and San Sheng was wiped out by Gong Qianbi's bloody kill, and Long Yan disappeared afterwards.At that time, he didn't quite believe it, but now that Long Yan really appeared in front of him, he had to believe Du Hun's words at that time.
Long Yan was no longer the Long Yan who would fight side by side with them in the past.
Jing Ling touched the wound on his face, and some bright red blood was smeared on his fingertips.
Now it is very clear that this is not a sword wound, but Long Yan's wind blade wound.
Long Yan is one of the twelve aggressive mystics. He is good at controlling the wind. With a wave of his hand, he can form countless blades in the air that are sharper than swords.
"Ahh! I know him, the old man who killed one of the Shu Boys." After staring at Long Yan for a long time, Du Hun finally remembered where he had seen him before. Was that playful old man that he and Gong Qianbi had fought against during the war?
"Long Yan, I'm Jing Ling, do you remember me?" Jing Ling ignored Du Hun, stood up and said to Long Yan.
Long Yan stood where he was, still expressionless, and did not respond to Jing Ling's words.
"Jing Ling, don't make trouble, if he still knew you, he wouldn't kill the Shu boy, this man, he must have been cursed or something! You should be careful, his profound strength is not low. "Duhun said it easily, but at this time he also gathered his profound energy into his whole body, preparing for the battle that may start at any time.
"It looks like that's really the case." Jing Ling's face was very serious, he would rather face a real enemy at this time, rather than a comrade who was once a comrade in arms.
Jing Ling stretched out his palm, and a ball of dazzling blue fireworks burst out from his palm.
(End of this chapter)