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Three hundred and ninetieth chapters please stay

Wu Yueqing was moving too fast, and Sang Ying and the others didn't have time to react, so the thunder ball in her hand was thrown over.

If Sang Ying had not seen something wrong with her, she quickly threw two defensive array plates at Jiang Zhuxue and Baochunniao, and then put a palm on her.

The huge spiritual energy directly activated the array plate to form a defensive formation, and the transparent cover covered a man and a bird. Then the thunder ball hit the rocks, making a deafening sound.

When Jiang Zhuoxue wanted to turn around and grab Sang Ying, he and the Proudochnian were sent away by this powerful wave of air. He could not resist the terrible power of the collision of spiritual energy, and could only watch Sang Ying's figure disappear into the smoke and dust.

Jiang Zhuoxue tried hard to break the barrier in front of her, but how could this be done by him, the injured young dragon?

The fingers that had not been healed were blood-stained again, and the bright red blood stains left clear fingerprints on the transparent barrier.

He called Sang Ying's name loudly, but the transparent barrier did not give him any chance to send the sound out. He could only roar in despair and helplessness, hoping to see Sang Ying's return safely.

The air waves were sent far away, because Sang Ying's palm was too powerful, and the barrier was immediately broken after the man and bird landed on the ground.

Jiang Zhuoxue didn't dare to delay at all, and immediately struggled to crawl out of the broken array plate.

He endured the tears that were about to flow out of his eyes and ran towards the dusty place.

I don’t know if it was too excited and panicked. At this moment, Jiang Zhuoxue had already forgotten his identity as the Dragon Clan, and even forgot that he could use magic. He just ran towards Sang Ying persistently.

His speed is too fast and he is not even enough to spread the whole way.

Jiang Zhuoxue had been tripped many times, and his legs and hands, which had lost the protection of scales, were also worn out many times. But the smoke and dust that swallowed Sang Ying was always so far away from him.

He gasped and looked at the slowly quiet cave. The smoke and dust in the sky had gradually dissipated, revealing the explosion of the cave entrance. The gravel of various shapes on the ground had been piled up into a small hill, destroying the previous scenery.

After falling down again, Jiang Zhuoxue looked at the pile of gravels in front of him, and felt a little desperate.

But he still forced himself to get up. Even if the man died, he would still snatch the man back from the underworld!

When he had difficulty getting up, he didn't take two steps and suddenly a heavy force fell on his shoulder.

Jiang Zhuoxue's eyes burst into tears. When he came to his senses, he found that he had already flown in mid-air.

"Cry!" The cry of the spring bird sounded above her head. Jiang Zhuoxue looked up and could only see its beautiful light blue belly feathers.

As if he noticed the sight of Jiang Zhuoxue, the Proudochon bowed his head and called out to him again, and a clear contempt appeared in the little bean's eyes.

It probably thought that this human race was too stupid, and actually forgot that it was a monk and insisted on running over with its legs.

Jiang Zhuoxue, who felt this contempt, didn't say much. He no longer cared about this anymore. As long as Sang Ying was fine, he wouldn't care about anything.

The prickly birds were very fast, but in just a few blinks, they returned to the previous cave entrance.

Jiang Zhuoxue quickly asked the Proudochin to let go of himself, and then rushed towards the small pile of stones, frantically moving away the gravel on it, trying to rescue the person buried below.

He still remembers Sang Ying's location at the time of the incident. If it went well, he would have found someone before Sang Ying was trapped to death.

While thinking, Jiang Zhuoxue murmured in panic: "Don't die, please don't die. I know I'm wrong. I will listen to you well. I won't take revenge anymore, and I will no longer pretend to resist you."

His fingers were quickly stained with blood, and the extremely precious dragon blood fell on the gravel so easily.

The Proudoch bird was attracted by the breath of blood, but it burst out with strong control for the first time. It was not affected by the dragon blood at all. Instead, it imitated Jiang Zhuoxue's appearance and carefully smashed the top large stone with a wind blade.

"It doesn't matter if you want to leave, it doesn't matter if you lock me up here. As long as you come back, I will definitely listen to you in the future and will never make you angry again..." Jiang Zhuoxue's voice became lower and lower, and two transparent drops of water fell on a piece of gravel under him.

As the sinful Black Dragon clan, Jiang Zhuoxue knew from birth that there were many conspiracies and various injustice in this world.

Even their parents will plot against each other, and will not care about him because they are their offspring. How could outsiders give for him for no reason?

Until he met Sang Ying, even though Jiang Zhuoxue still didn't believe that she was aimlessly good to him, he had already reluctantly accepted his desire to regard Sang Ying as his family.

But he didn't expect that he would be saved by Sang Ying's life.

What to save him? He is just an existence that is rejected and despised by his parents. There is no need for Sang Ying to do this for himself, and he should have died in the upper realm long ago.

Jiang Zhuoxue closed his eyes, and his efforts to dig out the gravel became more and more fierce.

"Come back, please, as long as you come back safely, I will listen to you in the future." He said this sentence almost with despair, hoping that a miracle would happen.

Fortunately, there are still things like "miracles" in this world.

"What you said is true?" Sang Ying's voice suddenly came into Jiang Zhuoxue's ears.

Although it had a dull smell, Jiang Zhuoxue could hear it clearly. This was Sang Ying's voice!

At that moment, he seemed to have been redeemed, and his original despair retreated. He looked in the direction where the sound came, but saw the cave blocked by gravel.

"Sang Ying, are you inside?" Jiang Zhuoxue asked with all his expectations.

Fortunately, the voice inside gave him a reply: "Well, I'm here, you take the primordial bird to retreat first."

How dare Jiang Zhuoxue not listen to Sang Ying now? As soon as Sang Ying spoke, he actively took the spring bird to retreat a few miles away.

After confirming that they had left far enough, Sang Ying, who was trapped in the cave, started to take action. Because she was worried that her movements would cause the entire cave to collapse, she deliberately stabilized the cave with a thick layer of ice before taking action.

It was because of this that she wasted her time for a while. Unexpectedly, when she returned to the entrance of the cave, she would hear what Jiang Zhuoxue said.

Sang Ying knew that Jiang Zhuoxue was a person who was not lucky enough, but she sincerely hoped that Jiang Zhuoxue's future would be better. It doesn't need to be too good, but as long as she could live safely and steadily, it would be fine.

With the swing of the long sword, the stone that blocked the hole outside was instantly shattered.

In the midst of a flying smoke, Sang Ying slowly walked out intact, and in contrast to it was Jiang Zhuoxue, who looked miserable and pitiful.


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