President imperial concubine: arrogant emperor chasing wife crazily

Before Xue Linglong reached the main hall, she heard Kunsang's voice:

"How's the situation? Have you seen who is attacking the night evil spirit?"

At this time, Kunsang was in a state of anxiety. He sent out the alarm signal at the first time and organized the people in the door to resist the attack.

However, Kunsang found that several places on fire were important places of the weapon warehouse, and more than half of the disciples in the door were poisoned and lost the ability to resist. Some are even unconscious.

A disciple knelt in front of Kunsang, with blood on his cheeks and body.

"There are too many of them. The leader of the frontal attack is a white haired soldier wearing armor. It looks like the people of the imperial court. Moreover, there are a group of people we know. According to the elder, it is mo Youlian, the sect leader of plum blossom chant!"

Hearing the disciple's words, Kunsang's expression was a little crazy and roared up to the sky: "God, you're going to kill me Kunsang! Mo Youlian! If you don't make me feel better, I Kunsang will be buried with you!"

After Kunsang finished, he took his weapons and some elite and asked the disciple to lead the way to the location of Mo Youlian.

Xue Linglong had heard of plum blossom chant before. It is said that they had been suppressed by the night evil spirit. At that time, they all hid in Dongyue country. Later, Meihua Yin climbed to the royal family, so it has developed rapidly in recent years, and yesha had to avoid the edge.

Xuelinglong felt that xueyushuang might have been at war with them, and it was not a way to look everywhere, so she followed Kunsang. At least, now the people led by Kunsang still have the power to fight.

Xue Linglong was also confused for a moment. At present, the crisis faced by yesha is much more serious than being manipulated by masked men. Today is almost a battle of life and death. Looking at the former companions around her falling one by one, Xue Linglong's eyes are also filled with a layer of blood.

"Mom, you must have nothing to do. There are senior brothers and Xiaofeng waiting for me."

Xue Linglong doesn't know whether her words are to give her faith or to ease her panic at this time.

At this time, Kunsang also noticed the exquisite snow behind him.

"Where's your adoptive mother?" Kunsang asked.

"I didn't find it! At that time, I was playing chess with Lord Tianzun." Linglong replied.

"Tianzun!" Kunsang's eyes flashed a complex look. At present, yesha was attacked, and Tianzun didn't show up, which proved that he gave up them. If Kunsang couldn't save himself, they would become abandoned children.

"Linglong, later, don't join the war. Remember, take your adoptive mother away when you see her and protect her safety!" Kunsang continued.

At this moment, xuelinglong really felt Kunsang's love for xueyushuang. At the moment of life and death, he cared not about himself, but xueyushuang.

"Don't worry, Linglong will guard her!" Xue Linglong replied.

When Kunsang heard xuelinglong's answer, he no longer said more, but rushed in one direction with everyone.

Not long after, Kunsang found Mo Youlian in the scuffle. Mo Youlian also found Kunsang for the first time. His enemies were particularly jealous when they met. Naturally, they fight together.

No one noticed that the insignificant breeze mixed in the night evil crowd suddenly drilled into a corner. When he came out again, he had returned to the appearance of moling wind.

Then, Mo Lingfeng went to meet it according to the position negotiated with Mo Youlian.