My God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming, would rather die than be in the mountains

Chapter 308
"You...what are you doing!"

Ye Lilan felt as if she was being held down by someone, even if she wanted to move at this moment, she couldn't do it.

If it wasn't because of Zhao Lang, who else?
At this time, Zhao Lang was pressing the jade neck with one hand, and holding the spirit pill in the other hand.

Taking advantage of the moment Ye Lilan opened his mouth, he flicked his two fingers and threw it into the latter's mouth.

Sensing the elixir in her mouth, Ye Lilan, who lost hope, instinctively refused, wanting to spit it out.

However, Zhao Lang covered her mouth with his other hand.

Preventing him from spitting out the spirit recovery pill, the other hand slowly input spiritual power into his body.

Ye Lilan only felt an indescribable feeling all over her body.

It was as if there was a warm current flowing along the hand of the man in front of him, slowly transporting it to the meridians of his whole body, and the spiritual power in the sea of ​​spiritual power was continuously flowing.

The wounds on his body were miraculously healed at this moment!
Practitioners at the quasi-sage level can already achieve jade muscles and golden bodies.

However, it is not so easy to recover from being injured by someone stronger than yourself.

With a wound, the spiritual power will gradually leak out.

"Ugh..."

The voice of struggling gradually returned to flat due to the recovery of spiritual power.

After a while, Ye Lilan trembled all over, and opened her eyes again, full of energy.

A refreshing low drink could not help but realize that Zhao Lang's hand had already left.

"Um……"

However, when she regained her composure, she immediately realized her gaffe.

There was a blush on her pretty face.

"I said I don't need your help..."

She lowered her beautiful eyes and said.

However, the voice was much less arrogant than before.

Zhao Lang got up and shook his sleeve pockets.

"If you die, won't your father find you when he comes back?"

However, Ye Lilan seemed even more sad when she heard these words.

"They... won't be coming back."

Zhao Lang frowned and looked at the former.

"Did not you say?"

"I lied to you."

Ye Lilan bit her red lips lightly and said.

With a wry smile, Zhao Lang sighed.

"What danger are they in?"

"No, but they probably won't come back. Wherever the Chaos Demon God goes, within five days, the entire clan will be slaughtered. They may have been killed outside..."

Speaking of which, she even sobbed.

Although Zhao Lang's cultivation base is extremely deep.

But he doesn't have much experience with this kind of thing.

Watching him sob, he just stood there.

Standing with his hands behind his back, Zhao Lang swept around the palace, which can be described as a mess at this time.

It's all because of that demon god, and his own carelessness...

Sighing, Zhao Lang looked at Ye Lilan.

"Until the end, don't give up."

Ye Lilan raised her face in surprise, and the pear blossom's rainy face added a bit of beauty.

"Maybe, they have nothing to say. Now that the threat is gone, you live well. When they come back, tomorrow will be the fifth day. If they don't come by then, I will take you to a place for you. Find a place to settle down."

Zhao Lang smiled faintly.

Looking at the man in front of him, not only was his cultivation profound and terrifying, but he also had an unprecedented feeling. Ye Lilan suddenly realized how aggressive he was before...

"Are you going to sit here and drink the wind, or are you going to go in and wait?"

Zhao Lang glanced at her one last time, and walked slowly towards the stone steps of the dilapidated palace.

The latter hesitated for a moment and stood up.

The strange thing is that with such a serious injury, at this moment, I don't feel any discomfort. It seems that my cultivation has broken through?
At this time, following behind Zhao Lang, she was uncharacteristically well-behaved...

Zhao Lang still sat cross-legged where he sat before, closing his eyes and meditating.

Ye Lilan wrapped her arms around her knees and sat in front of the stone steps.

Looking at the dilapidated hometown in front of me, the prosperity and beauty of the past are replayed in my eyes over and over again.

The night seemed endlessly long...

No books all night.

Turning around, the blood on the top of the ruined city faded a little.

A voice sounded, breaking the dead silence in the city.

"Xiaolan! It's Xiaolan!"

Hearing this voice, both Zhao Lang and Ye Lilan opened their eyes at the same time.

Zhao Lang had already noticed the aura of these people, but he didn't pay attention.

But from this point of view, they are members of Ye Lilan's clan.

I saw a man surrounded by dozens of people descending outside the hall, looking at Ye Lilan on the stone steps, he walked over very excitedly.

The latter heard the voice and woke up from the retreat.

After watching intently, she got up in surprise and hurried forward.

"Brother!"

She saw the man whom she called the eldest brother, pulling him into his arms.

"I didn't expect the Demon God to come so fast, it's great that you're still alive!"

He looked at Ye Lilan in front of him.

No matter how strong a person is, they all have their own weaknesses. At this moment, tears flow like rain.

However, after a while, her beautiful eyes swept across the crowd.

"Where's father?"

she asked.

However, that elder brother was at a loss for words, and the crowd behind him also hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, Ye Lilan became anxious.

"Brother! Where is father!"

"Where's my father!?"

Her voice trembled.

The man took her arms again, trying to pull her into his arms.

But Ye Lilan pushed him away.

"Ye Liang, where is my father?"

Speaking of this, her trembling voice was already hoarse.

almost desperate...

Among the group of people behind, some people opened their mouths to say something.

"Patriarch Ye..."

But at this moment, Ye Liang turned his head and glared at him.

Although the movement was extremely subtle, it was still captured by Zhao Lang.

Zhao Lang, who was sitting on the throne, narrowed his eyes, it seemed that things were not simple...

Ye Liang turned around and looked at Ye Lilan.

"Xiao Lan, Uncle Ye was killed by the Chaos Demon God on his way back this morning, because he sacrificed himself to protect us, so..."

As he spoke, he seemed to shake his head regretfully.

Ye Lilan's eyes were filled with disappointment and disbelief.

Shaking his head, he seemed a little dazed and said.

"Impossible...impossible...impossible..."

However, Zhao Lang even follows the rules of the Dao Palace.

The demon god who will attack the tribe must be the demon god of this law. Only by slaughtering the tribe can he gain cultivation base and spiritual power from him.

Like hunter and prey.

Corresponding prey, corresponding hunter.

There will be no demon god to snatch the prey of another Dao law demon god.

Although there were two Chaos Demon Gods that day, one of them never made a move and just watched from the sidelines.

Zhao Lang also saw that the Demon God was not the Law of Earth.

So according to this, there is only one Demon God of the Dao of Earth.

And this one died in the hands of Zhao Lang last night.

So this morning, it is impossible for a demon god to intercept them.

Zhao Lang looked at Ye Liang in the distance, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Impossible...impossible..."

Ye Lilan was still muttering to herself.

And that Ye Liang held her back.

"Xiao Lan, Xiao Lan!"

"Uncle is dead. We are going to join the Jin clan. I have already made an agreement with the patriarch of the Jin clan. As long as you are willing to marry him, he will protect us! The whole clan will treat us like home!"

These words sounded like dissuasion, but Ye Lilan couldn't believe it when she heard it.

"What did you say? I won't marry him! Don't you know who that guy is?"

Ye Liang is earnest.

"Xiao Lan, I can't stay here any longer. I don't know when the Demon God will come again. There is only one way at the moment! I... have already promised it for you!"

Some hesitation, but he finally said the last sentence.

Ye Lilan's eyes widened.

"How can you……"

"how dare you?"

"I am the daughter of the patriarch. Among the Tu people, I still have the final say! When will it be your turn to decide!"

She shook off Ye Liang's hand and took a few steps back.

The latter also seemed a little impatient at this time.

"Ye Lilan! Stop messing around! I...I have already agreed to his request for you. This is the only way to save the Tu people!"

After a pause, he ignored Ye Lilan's astonished eyes and continued.

"Didn't the guy you love married you a few days ago? You two should have had a good time too! What about the other person now? Isn't he dead?"

"Just let us go, don't worry, although Patriarch Jin is a bit old, he will definitely treat you very well..."

"you are not human……"

Ye Lilan looked at him coldly, and immediately summoned a magic sword in his hand.

"What are you doing! Ye Lilan!"

Seeing this, Ye Liang couldn't care less about the relationship between siblings, and yelled.

The former smiled coldly, and this smile seemed to put everything down.

It seems to be disappointed in everything...

The next moment, the sword rises!

The dharma sword shone with silver light, mixed with spiritual power, and she wanted to pierce her belly with this sword.

Self-damaged dantian qi, exhausted spiritual energy!

However, at this moment, Zhao Lang on the throne came to her in an instant, pinching his two fingers together.

Dang!

The sword that stabbed at him with all his strength was actually broken in two!
Ye Lilan couldn't hold back her emotions, and cried out again.

But Ye Liang was indeed taken aback.

"Who is he?"

Ye Lilan didn't answer him, but looked at Zhao Lang.

"You let me die!"

Zhao Lang said lightly.

"You don't want to know the truth?"

At this time, Zhao Lang, whose spiritual power surpassed countless realms of ordinary Daoist saints, naturally saw through everything from the cause and effect in that sarcastic talk in an instant.

the truth?

What truth?
At this moment, Ye Lilan only had the thought of death.

This way she can be reunited with her father, the family.

"Where did the outsider come from? I warn you not to meddle in your own business!"

Ye Liang said, looking back and forth at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Oh? Outsiders?"

Zhao Lang smiled lightly.

"I know a lot of things, so I'm considered an outsider?"

"What do you know? Hurry up, this is a matter within my Tu family!"

Ye Liang scolded, the spiritual power in his body had already been displayed.

Under observation, Dao Sheng Ren.

Zhao Lang gave Ye Lilan a wink, and the latter obediently put down the broken magic sword in his hand.

"I know...you killed his father."

Zhao Lang spoke lightly.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone present was shocked!

(End of this chapter)