Youth's cultivation is no more than Xuanxian. He was just forced to use the space-time stillness of the eightfold field, which made him pale. There are fine beads of sweat on the forehead. From a distance, it was just a very thin and thin boy. However, at this moment, no one dare to underestimate this person“ So... Who is that Someone asked“ Is... Is the fifth of the seven Xiaoyao sons, Ling... Ling Yusheng... "A monk who once served in Shenle gate murmured. Xiaoyaomen!! All those who hear it are deeply imprinted with the name in their minds. The young man in the air fell down and fell beside Ouyang Qing. He coquetered with some childishness and said, "brother Qing, I've just been angry for you. Are you seriously injured? Shall I take you there for a rest? " Ling Yusheng hasn't figured out what happened yet. But just now he saw that it should be safe for no ghost to pass away from the standing position of Weiran. But as soon as his voice fell, his body was suddenly pushed into a bloody but reassuring embrace. Ouyang Qing's hoarse voice came from his ear, "Xiaosheng... Xiaosheng... I thought I would never see you again in my life." Ling Yusheng was stunned. Then he reached back and hugged him and said in a soft voice, "when I was trying to test the space, I thought I couldn't stick to it. But I see you are in danger, brother Qing. I remember I promised you that I would come back to you. I... I want to see you again. " Ouyang Qing's hands suddenly tightened, regardless of the pain on his body, almost eager to rub the people in his arms into the blood. But Ling Yusheng said: "brother Qing, we have to go to a safe place. I can't use the big move in a short time!" With that, regardless of Ouyang Qing's reaction, he picked up the man and rushed to the direction of leaving undying. When passing by the cold night with many scars and only one breath left, I took people with me. It's a long way for other practitioners, but it's almost a step away for Ling Yusheng. Even if the front of the guard area is full of ghosts, he is too fast. The ghosts didn't even have time to react, and the figures had already swept past. When I was thrown into the guard area, the cold night people were all stupid. Who is he? Where is he? What happened? Just now... Ling Yusheng saved him? Wait, is that Ling Yusheng who likes to dress up as a woman in xiaoyaomen? Is that Ling Yusheng who was just a low-level virtual immortal two or three years ago? Are the ghosts in the six star sermon area, who have driven them to no end, so easily solved and evaded? Ling Yusheng just took him and Ouyang Qing through the speed of the ghost group, is the speed that people can have?! Suddenly, the cold night was stunned. The blankness and dullness on his face turned into anxiety: "Mr. Ling, hurry up, go and save master Jingyuan!" Just now, when he was rescuing Jingyuan, he was besieged by several fourth level ghosts, so he was seriously injured. Ling Yusheng's absolute space just now only cleared the ghosts around him and Ouyang Qing. Jingyuan's high-level ghost has not given up the encirclement and killing. Ling Yusheng had already sat down to adjust his breath. Wen Yan raised his head and said, "what am I going to do? I don't have to help you! "“ What do you mean you don't have to save it! " The cold night was dying, "master Jingyuan, but in order to protect Ouyang Qingcai..." before he finished his words, he heard a loud bang from the distance.