Jing Xuan naturally closed his eyes in agony, but he couldn't stop hating the little couple in front of him.

If there is a chance in the future

Jing Zhen secretly suppressed his annoyance and turned to look at the distance. He couldn't bear to look at his daughter again.

Seeing his father like this, jingminyao knew that his coward had given up on himself completely.

It's for the life of the whole family. It's hard to hear. It's for his own future and life!

No one is important to him!

Jingminyao was biting his silver teeth with hatred, and then he raised his head and clapped his hand on the belly of the people who came up to him and beat him out.

The dagger also "jingled" to the ground!

Jing Xuan suddenly turned around to look at her. As soon as his eyes were cold, he heard some people exclaim in horror, "no, the Tulong is coming!"

Tulong scroll, the most deadly disaster in the aurora desert.

From a distance, the whole sand was blown by a gust of wind, and a tornado was raised, leading to the heaven and earth.

The movement speed of Tulong scroll is so fast that it almost swept the whole camp in a blink of an eye.

The crowd was in a mess.

The tree is quick and quick. First, he orders the little tree to take back the little sand scorpion, the fire poisonous mosquito and the explosive bird.

Looking at the Pangu people crying desperately in the Tulong scroll, the arbor frowned unexpectedly.

She flung aside the talisman in her hand and put a group of old, weak, women and children into it, which was only temporary.

There are at least tens of thousands of women and children here.

A piece of purple amulet is enough, which is relatively crowded.

Let's save our lives first.

At the same time, the little body of the tree has been carried by the ink lotus, and the group has escaped into the defense border opened by taohuaxianzun and xiaotaisui. For the time being, they are not oppressed by the Tulong scroll.

Trees across the transparent defense border, a curious look at the outside of the raging Tulong roll.

For a while, I didn't pay attention to falling to the ground. The whole person was twists and turns by the Tulong roll, and jingminyao was hit by the wind.

"Ah." Jingminyao was swept to the sky by the Tulong roll, and "Dong" landed in the sand and ate a mouthful of sandstorm, which made his face red and coughed violently.

She was in a hurry and calm down, propping up her shield against the wind.

It's a pity that her shield is only half full, so she felt a surge of strength behind her, hit her on the back and flew her for a few meters.

Little Taisui squints her eyes and puts down her hands.

When jingminyao spouted a mouthful of blood, his body was curled up by the Tulong again, and he flew up to the sky mercilessly.

Under the arbor, you can see the figure of jingminyao clearly.

She is bumping in the sky!

The Tulong roll pulled her for a while, and the tree saw only a bloody rain sprinkled down. Jingminyao was thrown on the ground, and a big hole was smashed.

"Cough, cough." Jingminyao fell on the sand and was horrified to find that one of his arms had been unloaded by the Tulong roll.

She is like a poor insect, crawling on the ground reluctantly, shaking her body and crawling towards the long foot of Jing family.

"Dad, help me, Dad, help me!" she reached for his robe and grabbed him with one hand.

The king patriarch closed his eyes. The daughter's arm was useless.