Ling Yang wanted to yawn, but she was a little sleepy, but she was so tired that she felt it was difficult to yawn, so she simply saved it and just opened her mouth slightly.

The man who was pushed by the white dress stared at the other party expressionlessly for a second, without responding, but turned his face and looked at the middle-aged man behind him, probably trying to ask him what he meant.

The middle-aged man walked over, bent down slightly, and smiled at Ling Yang, who was lying on his back on the ground, "Hello, little girl."

Ling Yang doesn't know this guy, and he doesn't like being called a little girl, so she feels tired even when yawning, so she is willing to respond, "Don't get close, just take care of your own girl, I'm your aunt~

~Milk."

The middle-aged man laughed out loud and looked back at his daughter, "Little girl just likes to enjoy her mouth, just like you."

"Who is like her? Dad, hurry up..." The white dress seemed domineering, but she listened to her father's words. The middle-aged man just waved his hand and calmed her without saying anything.

Go down.

"I'll ask you, where is Zhang Baiqing?" The middle-aged man continued to talk to Ling Yang.

Zhang Baiqing? Ling Yang glanced at the ceiling. Didn’t Zhang Baiqing lie there?

Her wind protection and the space for concealment have long been forced to be removed. With Zhang Baiqing's skills, she shouldn't even know how to dodge bullets, so how can she still have room to run away?

But he seemed to be really not there, Ling Yang couldn't confirm, and her own vision was a little blurred, not to mention that it was still dark here.

"You can look for these eight holes, you can look through them." Ling Yang pretended to be relaxed and did not show his ignorance.

It’s not that she is so calm that she is, but her body is already numb and her expression is naturally very stiff, so it is not easy to see through.

The middle-aged man straightened his waist, raised his chin to his subordinates, signaled them to find him, and then picked up the intercom and said, "Can you make this place brighter?"

"No." A refusal came from the walkie-talkie.

"Oh, isn't he very capable?" The man who was pushed by a white dress before was very tall. He also took out the walkie-talkie and asked, "Hey, hey, you were so amazing just now, call the wind and call me

If there is hail under the fire, why can't I light a light?”

"......It's okay to light the light, who will generate electricity?" The sound of replying was somewhat distorted by the current, but it could still be identified as a young man with his speed and speaking slowly, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Oh, you don't understand." Someone came forward to persuade him, and he was a slightly fat white and tender guy. "He was particularly reluctant to give up his energy. He usually only drew arrays and did not weave them."

"Tsk, what's so reserved about this?" The tall man glanced in a certain direction.

The young man laughed and explained, "Everyone has their own habits. Can you light a torch? I'll make arrangements, I'll make arrangements."

He waved his hand and asked a few people to do it, and added, "We have to wait for the other two roads to come over. I'm idle now, so let him draw it, just create a more perfect ambush.

That's good, look at the effect, isn't it good?"

"What's the good thing? I've died seven people!" The tall man shouted, but he didn't look very angry, and he was just complaining casually.

"I also lost five of them, each other." The white and tender guy shrugged and smiled again. Ling Yang found that he should be older than he looked because there were quite a lot of folds at the corners of his eyes, "It was already this

He will not take action just a few people, but if he doesn't draw this array, you and I will have to lose more people."

"There's a lot of it." The tall man snorted disdainfully, then turned around and pointed to the luminous ball that Ling Yang had thrown over to light his companions before, "Look, this person is half dead, the ball is still lit.

, He is so good, why can't he light a light?"

Well, after going around, he was still minding about the lamp. Ling Yang laughed secretly and pinched his small light ball.

The reason why she still maintains the light over there was only because she was worried about the situation over there, but the Feng Yu who was left on everyone's wrist was still there, so it doesn't matter whether she could look at it or not.

"...You girl is really interesting." The tall man knelt down on one knee and pinched Ling Yang's face, "Is it fun? Where do I point you to kill?"

"It's okay, or you point your head and I'll try it?" Ling Yang smacked his lips and squeezed out a smile that he felt very contemptuous.

It was obvious that it was difficult to maintain even soberness, but Captain Ling could still find the remaining energy to quarrel.

"Ha, I'm so stubborn that I'm really a woman." The tall man smiled at himself, let go of Lingyang and stood up, glanced at the white dress next to him, "Do you want to take her back?"

Let your own people carry you, we don’t care.”

"Ah, I don't agree with this, she should be in danger." The slightly fat white and tender guy took a step back, quite cautiously, "As long as the barrier hand can move, you can still toss it. You have never heard of it

Are you disabled and strong in your will?"

Leave your body and your mind are strong, Ling Yang rolled his eyes, "Oh..."

Why does it hurt even if you roll your eyes?!

Several men in black put a few torches on the surrounding rock ledges, making the small square a little lighter. Ling Yang squinted his eyes and looked at it. There were about a dozen or twenty people in this group, both men and women, now it was time to go

There is no fight, and it is impossible to tell whether there is a barrier.

She had to use her brain and think about how to fight back in such a situation.

But in fact, she was a little confused even why she lost so quickly and completely.

"Let her get a black ring first." The middle-aged man waved his hand and greeted a woman, "Hook it up and tie it up, drag it aside first."

Black ring? That's not OK. Jin Fei seemed to have said that the black shield ring was eight hours of time, and Ling Yang didn't plan to salt fish for eight hours, she wanted to turn over.

puff.

First, solve the problem of the woman who approached her with a black circle. Ling Yang barely threw out a wind blade and directly cut off half of the other party's head. He didn't want to be so bloody, but she is currently at a disadvantage. Her methods are not cruel enough to be deterred.

.

"Hey, I've warned you that you are disabled and have a strong will." The white and tender guy shrank a few more steps back.

"You say it again?" Ling Yang tried hard and threw out another [Ah!], causing a small amount of chaos. She was about to take advantage of the situation and struggled to hold up, but she was pressed on the stone slab more vigorously.

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"This woman is making a fuss, you'll be pressed to death." The young man hurried behind a big man and shouted at Lingyang's invisible position.
Chapter completed!