The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1567 Let's go, go to Ling's house
But as soon as he left, those who remained in the Spirit Race would lose another battle strength. It is conceivable that the enemy will attack at that time.

How many rounds can a group of old, weak, sick and disabled survive under the enemy's hands? I'm afraid they will all be wiped out in one round.

As soon as he thought of that scene, Mu Ling felt his heart hurt like being cut by a knife, his eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He didn't want to leave. With his special ability, he might be able to keep the older generation if he stayed.

Looking at Leng Wuyou with anticipation in his eyes, he clasped his fists to salute Leng Wuyou very solemnly, and bent at a standard 90 degrees.

"Miss Ling, I have something to ask, can I ask Miss Ling to agree?"

The wood spirit kept bending over, with a serious voice full of prayers.

Leng Wuyou frowned, she didn't need to think about what the wood spirit was begging her for, and Leng Wuyou still had many scruples about this matter, for example, why did those people listen to her?
This is a problem. If those people stop there because she is a stranger, won't they attract enemies.

And those who are not her, she can't beat those who are disobedient, it feels a little headache to think about it.

Seeing that Leng Wuyou remained silent, Mu Ling's heart rose in his throat, "Miss Ling, if, if you don't want to, then pretend that I didn't say anything, and invite Miss Ling to leave now."

"Our Ling family will not implicate any innocent people, it's just Xiao Heiyuan. He has only one elderly grandfather in Hou Zeyu, who has always lived in the Ling family. It's just that he is not from our Ling family, but he has always stayed behind Those in the Ling family will definitely not let him go, so please ask Miss Ling to take him away, and if possible, bring his grandfather with her."

Mu Ling bowed deeply to Leng Wuyou again, with his head lowered, and the hope in his eyes was about to overflow.

Leng Wuyou was silent for a while. From the words of Mu Ling, she could tell that the situation of the Ling family was not optimistic, so he couldn't waste too much time here, so he didn't say anything. , didn't ask any further questions, but nodded and said: "Let's go, let's go to Lingjia first."

Perhaps because of the surname Ling, Leng Wuyou inexplicably has a good impression of him.

Maybe this time she went to this spirit family, she would gain something, maybe this spirit family has something to do with the spirit family or her mother, not necessarily.

Before Mu Ling could react, he just watched Leng Wuyou instructing Xiao Heiyuan to lead the way.

When they had walked one meter away, it was obvious that no one was following behind them. Leng Wuyou turned to look at him, seeing that the wood spirit was still standing there blankly, the corners of Leng Wuyou's mouth twitched under the veil. Quite wise, why do I feel stupid now.

"Are you still going?"

Little Heiyuan is bold now, when he heard that Uncle Ling was going to send him away, he was a little unhappy.

So when he heard that Leng Wuyou was going to help them, he immediately ran to Leng Wuyou's side and took her away.

The little meaty hand was still pulling Leng Wuyou's sleeves, although the little face looked a little flushed, but it was taut and serious, like a little grown-up.

At this moment, Uncle Lin, who saw him, was still standing behind him, frowning together, "Uncle Ling, hurry up, we have to go back and fight the bad guys, those bad guys are so bad that they bully Grandpa Lingzu, Sister Lingshuang and Brother Linghu."

Hearing these two voices, Mu Ling finally came back to his senses. He trotted directly, and even added spells. There were fine beads of sweat between his brows because of anxiety, and he was very annoyed. How could he? Lost at such a critical moment?

If the Ling family suffered irreversible damage just because he wasted a few minutes, then he would be a sinner of the Ling family through the ages.

(End of this chapter)