Ye Long's legs were broken and he rolled on the ground in pain.

The severe pain eroded his consciousness, and the demonic whisper of Ying Shaolong came to his ears.

In the only trace of Qingming Festival left, Ye Long thought of Ye Xiaohua.

The woman who can give everything for him but is very useless.

I actually ended up in the same field as hers!

This shouldn't be the case!

"Ao Shaolong... kill me..." Ye Long's voice trembled.

With his current appearance, returning to Daxia Kingdom will only double the pain.

Listening to the dying begging for mercy.

Ying Shaolong was not shaken at all.

"Return to China." He waved his hand.

Ye Long, whose driver fainted, looked at the sky.

"It's going to rain, so we'd better wait until the rain stops before leaving. Mr. Feng has sent someone to pick us up."

After all, Ye Long is of great importance, and the people from the Feng family are already rushing here.

"It's too late."

A gust of wind blew by.

Before the heavy rain came, the moisture in the air increased dramatically.

Within twenty miles of radius, Ying Shaolong felt the abnormal fluctuations in water vapor.

A considerable number of warriors are flying in from all directions at extremely fast speed.

Located in the center of the target, Ying Shaolong and his group were the ones.

"Eight hundred, nine hundred, one thousand..."

Ying Shaolong murmured to himself.

Don’t you see him coming up and said in confusion: “Young Master, what are you talking about?”

Ying Shaolong said: "I am counting the number of people, and almost 1,200 warriors surrounded us."

"What?!"

Haven't you seen the driver being shocked?

"And at least the Grandmaster level."

Unexpectedly, after the loss of the Chaos Palace, Ye Long still had so many high-level warriors under his command.

Haven’t you ever brought so many people when you surrounded Ye Long!

Now the three of them are the only one who wins Shaolong to fight.

"Oh no! Oh no!" The driver had never seen such a scene. "Let's find a place to hide first!"

"It's useless." Ying Shaolong looked at the dark clouds in the sky, "The number of people can be found by looking for us a little."

Haven't you come forward on your own initiative: "Then I'll attract the attention of the enemy, you guys go first!"

He made suggestions with a determination to die.

But I didn't expect that the self who became a mortal can work again.

Ying Shaolong patted his shoulder.

"Of course we left together, and we'll leave now."

Don’t you see that you want to say something, Ying Shaolong has already left.

The four returned to the place where the helicopter landed.

Boom-

The sun is covered by dark clouds, and the villa burning not far away is integrated with the magical black smoke.

The sky rolls over the muffled thunder.

The strong wind blew across the woods, and the canopy swayed uneasily.

"Young Master Ao, do you really want to fly?" the pilot said nervously.

Ying Shaolong nodded: "You are responsible for flying, don't you see Ye Long?"

"Leave the rest to me."

The driver swallowed and looked at you as if he wanted help.

In his opinion, the older ones are more reliable.

Flying on a rainy day is very adventurous.

Not to mention that there are more than a thousand warriors who surround them like time bombs.

Have you seen the driver's sight?

Just nodded slightly.

He believes more than anyone else in Win Shaolong.

The driver was not relieved after receiving the response.

But the opinions are one-sided.

He can only follow.

"That... Master Ao, do I need to pay attention to..." the driver asked powerlessly.

Ying Shaolong looked surprised.

He can't fly a plane and can't make any constructive suggestions.

But I saw the driver's expression of crying.

Ying Shaolong felt that he should say something: "Don't be struck by lightning, can you do it?"

“…”

The driver looked speechless, of course he knew this!

But humans cannot do this.

"Leave it to fate..." The driver was irritated.

The plane took off.

The rainstorm is like a storm.

But after two or three eyes, the ground was completely wet.

The burning waste helicopter wreckage and the fires in villas everywhere were extinguished.

The woods under your feet are getting farther and farther away.

The more clearly the enemies on all sides appear.

In the heavy rain, dense figures surrounded the helicopter.

The airtight encirclement is full of murderous intent!

"So many people?"

Don’t you see the horrified look around.

In the battle between Chaos Palace, many countries may not be able to find more than a thousand warriors.

Not to mention the average strength is in the Grand Master.

Why did Ye Long find so many people?

Have you seen a little upset?

It’s not that I’m afraid of death, but that I’m afraid that Ye Long will run away.

In order to catch Ye Long, how many brothers they lost!

You guys said, "Young Master, let's talk first. Now Ye Long has become a useless person, and it is useless to them."

Gathering due to profit, and dispersing after profit.

These people should not fight to the death.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited until Ye Long was captured before he appeared.

Ying Shaolong glanced at everyone besieged.

"Did you see their expressions? You shouldn't be able to stop just by saying a few words."

Don’t you see, “I’ll go negotiate, Young Master Ao, wait!”
To be continued...