The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1580 Suspended self-destruction

With a wave of Leng Wuyou's hand, the golden spiritual power turned into silk threads, and finally condensed together to form a thick rope, which directly tied up the mysterious man. In order to prevent him from having something to escape, Leng Wuyou He also deliberately took out a rope from the space and tied him tightly from top to bottom, only his neck and head were exposed.

The mysterious man moved his body that was tied like a silkworm baby, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Um, I don't think you need to be so tightly tied up. You may not know that I was hit hard before."

So there is really no need to do this, the tie is so strong that it will affect my escape.

"Oh, it's okay, since you're injured, it's even more appropriate to tie you up like this."

Leng Wuyou's expression was serious, "Do you know why? The tightness of the bandage can help you stop bleeding from the wound, so that you won't accidentally lose too much blood and die, so we are all for your own good."

WTF?

The mysterious man felt that he might be hallucinating, even Lingmu paused, seeing that Leng Wuyou's expression was somewhat complicated.

I never expected that Ling girl is such a Ling girl, which is really surprising and unexpected.

Such a fresh and refined girl is really rare in the world.

Lingmu looked at Leng Wuyou with slightly bright eyes.

In the courtyard, at this moment, Patriarch Ling was seriously injured.

Lingying Lingyu, his two heirs, were also seriously injured.

Seeing the members of the Ling family being beaten away one after another, the Pang family laughed wantonly.

Patriarch Ling closed his eyes with a firm expression on his face, and he looked at Pang Dahai ruthlessly.

Pang Dahai, who had struggled for a long time, finally decided to stay.

It's just that the movement of his lower head at this time is much faster and more ruthless than before.

His idea was to try to get rid of the people of the Lin family before the only one arrived, and then leave quickly.

The scarlet blood covered the ground, hurting Patriarch Ling's eyes.

"Pang Dahai, even if I die today, I will drag you and hundreds of people from your Pang family here to be buried with our spiritual family." An angry roar sounded like rolling thunder.

As Patriarch Lin's words fell, his body was agitated, and the last bit of medicinal power was forcefully released by him.

That bit of medicinal power brought his cultivation back to the spiritual and holy sea realm again.

With the return of his strength, his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Pang Dahai's expression changed instantly, "No, this old boy is going to blow himself up."

"Everyone obeys orders, retreat quickly, and exit the Ling Family."

"Hahaha, it's late." The Ling family laughed wildly, the long black hair fluttered behind him, but in a moment the black hair turned into white hair, and the originally firm face was instantly wrinkled, and a pair of shrewd The tiger's eyes also became lifeless.

But his whole body rushed towards the huge sea at an extremely fast speed. He opened his hands, as if he wanted to control the huge sea in an embracing shape.

Seeing that Patriarch Ling was about to rush in front of Pang Pang Hai, Pang Pang Hai's face turned pale, and he fled in terror.

"Uncle, don't risk your life for someone who doesn't deserve it."

A cold voice, accompanied by the creaking of the door, attracted everyone's attention.

When they looked at it, they felt that a moment had passed before their eyes, and Patriarch Ling only felt that his body, which was about to explode, suddenly stopped, and a hand patted his shoulder, and a gust of cold air flowed from him. The acupoints on his shoulders moved directly in his limbs, devouring his spiritual power that was about to burst out.

Patriarch Ling, whose brain was filled with mad hatred, only felt that his mind was clear at this moment.

After returning to his senses, he looked sideways in astonishment, and stared blankly at a pair of dark, cold eyes that did not contain any emotion.

"Fortunately, we caught up." Leng Wuyou exhaled lightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched under the veil, "Uncle, you are alright."

Leng Wuyou asked a question, but the person in front of him didn't answer.

When she looked up, she saw this person, looking straight at her, as if she was a little absent-minded.

"Hey, old man, why don't you talk? What are you looking at?" Xiaobai poked out his furry little head, his black eyes rolled around, and looked at the white-haired man in front of him The wrinkled old man stretched out his small paws and waved in front of the old man's eyes.

(End of this chapter)