The disciples of Yu Gongque were all shocked when they saw this scene.
The cultivation level of Wangzushishi is too scary!
The law enforcement elder was really foresighted. He made the right decision to recruit this couple to Yu Gongque's service.
Yu Gongque, who was responsible for escorting the disciples from the Lingshi Mine, looked around and found that most of his brothers were seriously injured and none of them died.
The corpses on the ground are basically from the Blood Spirit Sect and Qiongdao Pavilion.
If Wang Zhimushi had come out even one minute later, many of their brothers would have died. It was really timely.
Ling Luo was still sitting in the Lingxi car guarded by the dark demonic barrier, looking through the car window at what was happening outside the window.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Knowing this stop, with Yu's help, we have already achieved a complete victory.
The disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect slaughtered more than half of them, and the rest used their life-saving magic weapons and fled one after another.
As for the hijackers of Qiongdao Pavilion, most of them were captured alive.
The Lingxi are all very docile monsters. Such a large-scale massacre did not disturb them, nor did they lose their goods.
As a result, the Lingxi convoy escorting the Lingshi Kuang adjusted their status again and headed in the direction of Yu Gongque.
Xuanyuan Yu also returned to the carriage where Ling Luo was.
When Ling Luo raised his head, he happened to meet Xuanyuan Yu's extremely cold and bloodthirsty black eyes.
A chill instantly shot from the top of her head to the soles of her feet, and Ling Luo felt the hairs all over her body stand on end.
"Yu——"
She called him tentatively with a soft voice and a bit of uncertainty.
Xuanyuan Yu has not yet been able to recover from the violent killing mood just now, and his whole body exudes a strong aura of keeping strangers away.
He heard someone calling him, and suddenly a burning cold light burst out in his black eyes, shooting towards Ling Luo.
Ling Luo's body trembled heavily.
He... actually looks at me like this?
A flash of fear flashed through her heart for no reason, and a terrifying thought flashed through her mind.
Will one day, when he gradually becomes stronger in the killing and gradually returns to the dark lord, then he completely loses his original intention and even...forgets himself?
"Yu!"
Ling Luo was a little anxious.
She suddenly stretched out her arms, threw herself in front of him, and hugged him tightly.
His body was so cold, exuding a deep chill.
The dark demonic energy in his demonic pupils has not dissipated yet.
She wanted to convey the warmth of her body to him. She stood on tiptoes and leaned into his ear, saying: "Yu, wake up quickly, it's me, I'm Luo'er, don't you recognize me?"
"
She called him more than a dozen times, and his stiff body gradually relaxed.
"Ah... Luo'er..."
The dark demonic energy in Xuanyuan Yu's eyes completely dissipated and clarity returned. He lowered his head and looked at his little wife with a smile.
"What's wrong? Why are you holding me?"
He stretched out a hand, touched her frowning brow, and asked softly: "Did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"
Ling Luo was stunned and said in surprise: "Don't you remember what happened just now?"
Xuanyuan Yu looked confused: "What happened just now? I only remember that I rushed out and wanted to kill the woman who scolded you for your purple lips. After that, I have no memory."
Ling Luo's brows furrowed deeply, and her worried eyes shifted from her husband's face to the large pile of corpses of Blood Spirit Sect disciples outside the car window.