My Cold and Beautiful Wife

A few Yaos in the cellar recognized the soldier.

"Yao Cheng! What's wrong outside?"

A woman hurriedly asked.

"Aunt! This piece is lost! The uncle, father, grandfather, and cousin are all dead..." Yao Cheng couldn't recover from his injury and vomited blood.

"Cough... too many demons, killing waves after wave, we can't stop it!"

"Everyone is running towards the back lane! How many can run, we will stick to it for a while!"

"Where else can I run...the roads behind are blocked by landslides!"

"Going out is also a dead end. This is the world of demons."

The sighs of despair, the bitter laughter of admitting fate, were particularly desolate in the cellar.

A naive voice ran to the side and asked, "Uncle Yao Cheng, where is my father?"

"Huaner?"

When Yao Cheng saw Xiaohuan'er, two lines of blood and tears could not stop flowing down.

He shivered his lips, but couldn't speak.

Huan'er's mother covered her mouth in the back, trembling all over, crying silently.

The cellar was quiet, and everyone knew it clearly that Huan'er's father was dead.

The little girl was ignorant, but she seemed to understand what happened. Bean's teardrops twirled in her eyes, and her lips did not cry.

"Boom!!"

A gloomy demon power fell into the tunnel! "Get down!"

Yao Cheng was overwhelmed with panic, and the only remaining force of chaos was trying to resist it.

A Umbrella-Shaped Spirit Carrying Device suddenly stretched out to form a golden protective wall.

Most clan warriors did not open their minds and could not use pure primitive power.

But relying on the clan's heritage, there are many spiritual weapons that can resist one or two in battle.

But the shock wave of the devil's power cannot be sustained all the time after all.

This umbrella-shaped spirit weapon has reached the end of the strong crossbow! "Cheng clang--" Umbrella bones are constantly cracking, and they are about to break! "No! -" Yao Cheng shouted unwillingly.

If he falls down, the hundreds of women and children behind him will be buried under the power of the demon in an instant! One hand, suddenly from behind Yao Cheng, crossed his shoulder.

A dazzling scorching blaze illuminates the helpless faces of everyone in the cellar.

Cang Yan swept out, completely evaporating the power of the demons that were pouring in! "Qinglong?"

"Ji Zhi Black Patriarch!?"

Yao Cheng turned around and saw the man who took off the hood, shouting in shock! "It's hard," Ji Zhihei's expression was awkward, and he smiled embarrassedly.

"Ancestor... They said you had run! You... You didn't leave!?"

If Ji Zhihei really wants to go, he will definitely not stay in the cellar and shrink.

At this point, the Shenlong people are very clear.

The strategic level wants to run, and it is difficult to be stopped.

Therefore, when Ji Zhihei appeared in the cellar, everyone was surprised.

Although he did not fight outside, he did not leave after all.

Everyone thinks that Ji Zhihei must have his considerations.

"You are seriously injured, rest first."

Ji Zhihei reached out and shot a force of Aoki, which made Yao Cheng quickly like Mu Ganlin, and all the wounds corroded by the power of the demon healed! "Ancestor! I don't need to rest! I want to fight! If you are with the ancestor, we still have a chance!!!"

Yao Cheng's eyes were burning.

Ji Zhi frowned blackly: "You... don't blame me for not shooting just now?"

"Strange! Even hate! But the dragon ancestor training, Yao Cheng did not dare to forget!"

Ji Zhi froze for a moment, then smiled bitterly... "This ancestral training is not harmful..." Cangzhou Shenlong is recognized as an orthodox ancestral land.

Although it is unclear how the oldest period was born, or whether there was a migration, it is indeed the oldest and unattainable.

The ancestral ancestral hall of Shenlong City, on the forehead of a jade plaque hanging above, wrote a short to extreme ancestral motto-"unity!" That's right, it's arrogance, extreme arrogance! As if the ancestors told future generations, the Dragon Dragon must be the first, the venerable of all races, you should be so crazy.

There is no detail about what the word "respect" means, what is behind it.

In the end, it depends on the thoughts of the descendants of Shenlong.

However, many Shenlong research scholars believe that the geniuses of the Shenlong family are often "flying away from oneself" and lack the sense of solidarity of some ethnic groups just because they looked at the "unity" ancestor training from an early age.

The advantage is that the number of emperor-level artistic conception comprehensions of the Shenlong clan has exceeded that of all other clans since ancient times.

The number of strategic levels has always been ahead, and how much it has to do with this free cultivation of genius soil.

The genius of the Shenlong has the highest degree of freedom. As long as you are strong enough, your style of behavior will be ridiculous, and everyone feels no problem.

I do what I do, and I respect myself, which is what our ancestors hoped for.

Feng Xiaotian is such a non-tuned person, he is strong enough, as many people admire.

At the beginning, the big devil Ye Junyang used the word "unity" to the extreme.

Even so, the Shenlong did not take off the plaque of the ancestral training jade.

Because everyone knows that everything has pros and cons.

When you practice, you will retreat if you don't make progress. Most of the time, extremes have miracles.

"Ji Zhihei Patriarch, you ran, we recognized.

After all, the ten people in the Dragon City add up to you and are not as precious as a green dragon! You stay, I am grateful to Yao Cheng! I am willing to join you in revenge for the dead brothers! ! "

Yao Cheng's eyes were red.

Ji Zhihei patted his shoulder, striding out of the tunnel.

"Ji Zhi Black Patriarch, are you going to run?"

Huan'er asked.

Ji Zhihe turned back and smiled lightly: "When the battle is over, the ancestors play chess!"

In the cellar, a pair of bleak eyes flashed hope again! Shenlong City, corpses everywhere.

A large number of low-level demons eat human flesh like wild animals.

Feng Yuzhi waited for a group of people, guarding the last ancestral house, looking at the sea of ​​fire, and sadness came from it! "City Lord! It seems... I must die today!"

Feng Yujian gasped.

"Dead... It's going to be too late!"

Feng Yuzhi wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes.

"Come again! How can this demon live than a pig?

! "

In the sky, there is another round of attacks, a large number of winged demons, carrying all kinds of demons, there are thousands of people, and it is not known how many rounds of attacks are coming! Although there are many deaths and injuries from demons, humans have almost ten or even more casualties in exchange for killing one.

Humans cannot bear such consumption.

Seven adults in the city have died in battle and there is no support! The army of demons is endless! "Burn the city!"

A scorching blaze in the sky, forming a sky-burning trend! Xinghuo Liaoyuan instantly, the blue light illuminates the sky! Thousands of demons screamed, burned and fell, or turned to ashes! "Ji Zhi Black Ancestor!"

Feng Yuzhi waited for a group of people, tears of tears excitedly! They thought Ji Zhihei had ran away, and it was a hope in despair! "Aoki Seven Star Pillar!"

Ji Zhihei set up seven pillars around the ancestral house, quickly recovering the wounded of these people.

A group of hard-to-survive Shenlong warriors felt that they had vitality again and were all passionate.

Qinglong is not only its own powerful, but in large-scale wars, the help it can bring to the clan is unmatched by other clans.

"Don't be happy too early... The battle has just begun..." Ji Zhihei's demeanor waited for someone to smile bitterly.

The voice did not fall, and bursts of seductive laughter came from the sky... "Xiao Qinglong, I have been waiting for you for a long time, and finally come out?"

Everyone is bored to sleep..." With a yawn, a female demon came out of a round of colorful space doors.