Chapter 489

"The ancestor of the Chinese family, the God of the Shenwu sect, led 40000 Shenwu sect disciples to help. I hope the ancestor of the Chinese family will abandon his previous prejudices and let the Shenwu sect and the Chinese family rebuild their old friendship."

In the air not far away, several supreme masters floated, and the speaker was the cloud master who had survived in Shenwu mountain.

Looking at the 40000 followers brought by Shenwu gate, Hua Qingtian laughed.

What is a village with mountains and rivers, no doubt, no road, willows and flowers? This is it.

Although there is no 100000 martial arts master of the Hua family, the Shenwu gate miraculously helps at this moment.

Although the 40000 disciples of Shenwu sect can't compare with the 100000 martial arts masters of the Chinese family, these 40000 people are at least martial arts practitioners, at least people above the warrior level. Against those soldiers, although their strength is still slightly weaker, they can at least do it with one enemy and ten.

"Hahaha... Thank God Zun for his help. The Chinese family will remember God Zun's friendship and mend the old friendship with Shenwu gate!"

"Shameless! How can people of Shenwu sect..."

Before Anyang mantong finished his angry words, he was covered by Nangong yunlang.

The people flying in the sky are all experts. It's not easy for them to hide and play Tai Chi with the Chinese people here to delay time. The girl speaks so loudly that it's easy to be heard, okay?!

However, what you are afraid of comes from what you are afraid of.

Nangong yunlang's speed was fast, and huajiawuzong's speed was even faster than him. He waved his hand and split towards Anyang mantong.

Anyang mantong was terrified and wanted to avoid, but his center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground.

At the time of crisis, Nangong yunlang stood up and carried all his internal power to protect his body, and then the whole person fell on Anyang mantong.

With a dull sound of "boom", Anyang mantong only felt his face warm. When he looked up, he saw that Nangong yunlang's mouth, nose and eyes were full of blood, which was caused by extremely serious internal injury.

Anyang mantong was stunned in an instant. He wanted to call the people who had fallen into a coma at the moment, but he didn't dare.

Because of her words, Nangong yunlang was seriously injured. In order to rescue them, several kings of martial arts have flown up to try to cover their bodies. After seeing this, countless soldiers took the initiative to come forward and surrounded them.

Anyang mantong didn't dare to cry, so he hurriedly ran to a house in the distance with Nangong yunlang in his arms.

She didn't dare to choose near. She was afraid that those experts would smash the house with one hand.

Along the way, the soldiers waved flags to cover. Fortunately, the Wuzong in the air was far away from other experts. Several Wuwang besieged him. His companions just looked at him and had no desire to save him. After all, it is impossible for several martial kings to treat a martial sect like that.

Sure enough, in order to protect their young lady and future uncle from leaving, several King Wu were killed by the Wu Zong soon after.

Looking back, but where are Anyang mantong and their figures?

Thinking it was not a big deal, Wu Zong flew away with a black face and ran to find the allies of the Chinese family. He didn't tangle with such a small matter.

"Yunlang, how are you? Don't scare me!" Anyang mantong took Nangong yunlang to a room, almost lying on the ground and whispering close to Nangong yunlang's ear.

She didn't dare to speak loudly. Just a half sentence had implicated all the martial kings around her to protect her, and implicated Nangong yunlang. With such a heavy injury, Anyang mantong felt that he was really a big fool who couldn't achieve anything but defeat.

Put his hand on the Dantian of Nangong yunlang and ferry all the real Qi that can be mobilized into Nangong yunlang. The other party woke up.

The first thing when I woke up was to look at Anyang mantong in front of me and ask, "tong'er, are you... All right?"

Anyang mantong quickly shook his head: "I'm fine, and you? How are you? Do you care?"

Nangong yunlang shook his head and said he was fine.

"Really all right?" Anyang mantong asked happily.

Nangong yunlang nodded again, indicating that he was really okay.

At this moment, he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth. He was afraid that he would spit blood out of his mouth and scare her.

He was just a martial arts master, but he took the palm of Wuzong.

Even if the palm was far away, it would still be impossible for people like him to resist it.

This palm had already broken his internal organs. If he hadn't wrapped his internal organs temporarily with his internal force at the first time, he must have been out of breath at the moment.

Just walk with her as long as you can. He tried his best. He really didn't want to see her cry in front of him in the last period of his life.

"Great! Great!" Anyang mantong was so happy that he burst into tears, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

"Daddy, Grandpa and grandfathers have gone, and I'm only left with you. Fortunately, you're all right, Wuwuwuwu... Yunlang, I love you!"

Nangong yunlang's body shook slightly, and he almost broke his work because Anyang mantong said he loved him.

If he really breaks the work, he may not be able to hold on for half an hour.

This was the first time he had heard her say she loved him so frankly.

Although they have always been very good, they are helpless. One is the prince of the Dynasty and the other is the lady of the aristocratic family. Although they have many contacts on weekdays, they are very clear in their hearts. If they want to be together, the possibility is almost zero.

Although their character is very cheerful, they never say anything like love you.

Nangong yunlang felt that his life was worth it if he could hear his beloved woman say "I love you" before he died.

He never had much ambition in politics, especially after falling in love with mantong of Anyang, he only hoped that he could be a peaceful and virtuous prince. Although he had only one title, he could win the return of beauty, and lived a happy life of admiring only mandarin ducks but not immortals.

Unfortunately, his wish could not be realized.

Looking at mantong in Anyang, his Tong son has no family, and I don't know if she can live well without his care, meet another person like him, and have a happy life

Anyang mantong knelt on the ground and took good care of Nangong yunlang, crossing Qi into Dantian for him from time to time. But every time she crossed the air, she would find that Nangong yunlang's Dantian was empty and had nothing.

Anyang mantong doesn't know what the rapid loss of a warrior's true Qi represents.

How can a martial artist be safe when he is attacked by a martial sect?

Anyang mantong still takes care of Nangong yunlang with a smile, but tears can't stop flowing out.

She doesn't understand why a good life suddenly becomes like this