Chapter 1172 Heavy Casualties (2)
"Yes." Ling Wushuang replied very positively.

When Yun Ling first woke up, she didn't know about it before, but when she heard Ling Wushuang's expression so heavy, her heart trembled suddenly, causing her legs to go limp, "Casting Sword City."

Forging Sword City, that Taoist was targeted by that devil, the Holy Infant?How can Jianjian City resist the demons, the attack of the Beiming family, will something happen to Brother Hao!
"Ling'er." Nanyu Shengmao quickly supported Yun Ling who was falling, and shook her head silently, her eyes signaled her not to worry.

Yunling's slender fingers tightly clasped the hand of the Nanyu Holy Lady, her phalanges were covered with snow-white traces, her lips were so pale that she wished she could go back to Ling Hao immediately, how could she not be worried?
"Mother, it's fine." Ling Wushuang smiled slightly.

At this time, Lou Junyan broke his mouth, and asked in a deep voice, "Tianzun, where is Nanyu's communication spirit stone?"

"In the Zhuyu Tianshui Pavilion." Yunchen and Yun Muchen said at the same time, the old man's gray eyebrows were tangled into a hemp rope, from the small movements of his beard and pout unconsciously, it can be seen that he too Very worried.

"Take us there." Ling Wushuang looked at Yun Muchen with an urgent tone.

No, she still has to ask herself, she always feels a little uneasy, and there is no rush to go to the protoss ruins, and now she has to make sure that Jianjian City is really all right.

"Alright, let's all go there together." Yun Muchen shook his robe and put his hands in the wide sleeves of the Taoist robe.

However, just as Yun Muchen turned around and was about to leave, a disciple in Tsing Yi from Nanyu walked towards this side quickly, and bumped into a group of people who were hurrying out. He bowed down and said, "Tianzun, something happened."

The first sentence this man spoke made Ling Wushuang's heart tremble, and he was the first to step forward, saying coldly, "What's wrong, is it Sword Forging City?"

"Yes." Nanyu disciple nodded, he recognized Ling Wushuang.

"Damn it!" Ling Wushuang gritted his teeth and cursed fiercely.

"Brother Hao." Yun Ling's eyes darkened, and her complexion instantly turned pale. She, who was already in a state where the wind could blow her down, quickly took a step forward in desperation, but she staggered and almost fainted.

"Walk."

It was still Lou Junyan who was the calmest, strutting away with his sleeves expressionless.

Ling Wushuang gestured to Nanyu Shengmao to help her take care of Yunling, but Yunling grabbed her wrist with such strong force that she was not a seriously injured person, and her tone was even firmer, "Wushuang, I'm fine."

Ling Wushuang and his mother stared at each other for a few seconds, then nodded heavily.

The blue sea and blue sky remained the same, and the group headed for Tianshui Pavilion on the main island of Nanyu like the wind.

Nanyu Tianshui Pavilion, blessed by God, is built near mountains and rivers. It is a quiet and simple atmosphere, with natural elegance, gathering of fairy spirits, and under the waves, there are row upon row of attic palaces.Rare beasts, seabirds and cranes seem to be flying clouds and mist in the fairyland of Yaochi.

It's just that no one has the heart to appreciate such an extreme beauty at this time. Ling Wushuang, Lou Junyan and his party, led by Yun Muchen, arrived at the peak of Tianshui Pavilion, the biggest communication event in Nanyu. Lingtai.

The Lingtai is half-hanging above the high cliff, and the stormy waves are rolling below. Looking out from here, you can have a panoramic view of the main island.

Eyes full of blue, sea and sky.

"Father!" Ling Wushuang couldn't wait to call out when the summoning altar was activated, feeling even more annoyed in his heart.

Damn it, when she was outside the endless sea of ​​stars, she reminded her a little too late. Unexpectedly, just a second after she passed the message, something happened in Jiancheng City, and there was no news these days.

The water curtain shimmers, and the light and shadow refracted by the message spirit stone converge in mid-air, gradually appearing several phantom figures.

"Little princess?"

From the side of Forging Sword City, they could faintly hear a few people whispering in surprise, their tone obviously strange.

"It's Wushuang girl." Ji Lao's still tough figure was revealed in the eyes of everyone, and after seeing him nodding to everyone here, he asked kindly, "What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Seeing the old man's peaceful appearance, Ling Wushuang couldn't help but frown. Could it be that the news Nanyu received was wrong?But this kind of thought was only fleeting, and Ling Wushuang glimpsed some strange clues from the old man's words.

"Where's father?" Ling Wushuang asked directly, "And where is senior brother now?"

"The city lord and the young lord should be busy setting up defenses at this time." The old man smiled slightly, but Ling Wushuang keenly noticed the flickering in his eyes, and suddenly shouted coldly, "Lie!"

The old man froze for a moment, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

If it is a matter of aura, it is rare to see people who can suppress Ling Wushuang.

"Old man, has something happened to Jiancheng? Don't hide the situation of father and senior brother from me." Ling Wushuang spoke slowly, with a cold expression, but she could clearly hear the anxiety in her heart.

"Older."

Yun Ling walked out from the crowd slowly, with a serious expression, but she just called softly, and the gauze skirt was blown up with the sea breeze.

The old man couldn't hold on anymore, the smile on his face gradually froze, and finally turned into a deep sigh, "Yes ma'am."

After looking at Yunling, he turned his eyes to Ling Wushuang, and said in a deep thought, "That day, at the same time as your message was broken, little princess, Jianjian City was also attacked by a wave of monsters, which should be the army of the demon clan."

Yun Muchen raised his eyebrows instantly, shook his sleeves and shouted loudly, "Being even more insane!"

Under Ling Wushuang's cold and menacing gaze, the old man lowered his head slightly, and his voice subconsciously lowered a bit. He heard him say, "Sword Casting City was almost destroyed, but in the end it was held." He stopped here, hesitated for a while, and then continued, "The city owner is seriously injured and unconscious."

"What!" Ling Wushuang yelled angrily, and the sound of her teeth grinding could be heard in the sea breeze, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

It's been three days, and she hasn't received any news!
A surge of energy and blood surged into Yunling's heart, and the sudden sense of stagnation caused a buzzing in her head, which caused her to lose all sound in her ears instantly.

"The city lord was afraid that you were too worried, little princess, so he told me to keep it a secret." The old man spoke quickly, and even the reflected light and shadow of the message could feel the oppressive haze all over his body.

The city lord repelled the demon army almost with his last breath, and he was bruised all over his body. The most deadly thing was the damage to his soul, but in order not to distract the little princess who was thousands of miles away, he let them hide it. It's okay to wait until he recovers from his injury after a while, and at that time, the little princess and his wife will be spared from worrying too much.

just now...

(End of this chapter)

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