Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 212 The Third Miss of the Ling Family (6)

Dye Hua didn't even look at the girl, but turned around to look at the white-clothed boy who was touching the ground with a sword behind him, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

The young man looked up at Ranhua, shook his head slightly, and said with a determined face: "Girl should leave here as soon as possible, this is my business, and you don't have to interfere." The blood in the eyes of the crowd spread wildly, like two raging fires, which seemed to burn everything in the world.

Looking at the young man's expression, Ran Hua had already guessed what the young man was going to do next. If a person was overwhelmed by resentment and resentment, he would die with the other party with the heart of death.

Ran Hua's heart condensed slightly, and he shouted in a deep voice: "If you die like this, do you want your family to be proud of you or ashamed of you? The fourth young master of the Ling family died in such a useless way. Are you not afraid to say it? The world laughs at you? You are shameless, but the Ling family still wants it." Dye Hua knows that the self-esteem of children raised by such a big family is many times stronger than that of children raised by ordinary families. These four words were interpreted vividly by them.

As soon as Ranhua finished speaking, Ling Xiao's handsome figure trembled imperceptibly, and he looked up at the despicable faces around him, yes, if he died like this in the hands of these despicable people today, How could the Ling family have any face? Thinking about him, the fourth young master of the Ling family, even if he died, he would have to die at the hands of a person worthy of his status, instead of showing some bravery with these insignificant pawns.

The blood-stained black pupils slowly returned to Qingming, resisting the severe pain from the waist and abdomen, Ling Xiao immediately raised his sword and pointed it straight, and said proudly: "Come on, don't dawdle there, like a bitch .”

"Hehe, death is imminent, and you still speak hard." One of the teenagers sneered a few times, and said with contempt: "Ling Xiao, you really think that this yellow-haired girl can really save you, don't dream, or even if you can really escape this One time, then the next time, you are somewhat sure of escaping, haha, let’s get caught, that way, you can avoid a lot of unnecessary flesh and blood.”

"Hua Yi, don't daydream. Today, it's still unclear who will die?" Ling Xiao immediately reminded Dye Hua softly: "Be careful of the people here, don't be hurt by their sword energy."

Hearing this, Ranhua couldn't help but look up at Ling Xiao, but seeing that Ling Xiao had already waved his sword to meet everyone, leaving Ranhua with a firm and upright figure.

Seeing that the battle was getting fierce/fierce, Dye Hua immediately no longer hesitated, leaned over and rushed into the battle circle, and leaned against Ling Xiao's shoulders to defend against the enemy together.

This time, Dye Hua and Ling Xiao had been besieged by everyone, and dozens of sharp swords gleaming with coldness approached the two of them at the same time. Seeing the sharp swords intertwined into a strange net directly attacking their vitals, Ling Xiao immediately He shouted: "Miss, be careful, this is the well-known Hua family's net."

Even though he didn't know how powerful the heavenly net was, but feeling the invisible pressure brought by the sword net and Ling Xiao's slightly stiff back, Dye Hua knew immediately that the momentum of this heavenly net should not be underestimated, and he didn't dare to neglect it at the moment, with a slight mind A few strands of unparalleled inner strength lingered around him in an instant, and countless red shadows could be vaguely seen. As the sword net approached, the light shadows continued to condense into entities, and the floating figure of the dyed painting slowly rose into the air. , the sleeves of the robe are windless and automatic, the black hair is flying, and the eyebrows and eyes are chilling.

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