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Chapter 800 Ye Qiangu

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The heart-wrenching screams broke the tranquility of the night, as if they were back to the fierce and tense battle just now.

Everyone couldn't help but hear the sound and saw the pile of corpses not far away. Aning curled up on the ground and cried loudly. She was holding something that was dark and dying in her arms. When she looked closely, it turned out to be a blood-stained head!

Aning looked at the extremely familiar face in his arms, but at this moment, it was as white as a white piece of paper. He felt that his heart was cut into pieces. The familiar people in the past were so close to him that he could finally hold him in his arms, but all he hugged was a head with his eyes closed.

"Wang Sancai! Wang Sancai! Woo woo woo woo woo..." Aning's voice became increasingly weak, and tears fell across his cheeks and fell on his head in his arms like rain.

"Wang Sancai, I will take you home. I will take you home now. Go back to the dark forest you want to go back to. We will live there in the future and will never come out..." Aning did not avoid being bombed to the sky just now. At that time, she just felt that she knew nothing when she saw the darkness.

When I woke up, I realized that my body was extremely weak, but the belief in my heart supported her to climb to the person she was hoping to see.

At this moment, Aning felt that she had no strength to stand up. She held Wang Sancai's head and kept looking for something among the pile of corpses.

Suddenly, Aning saw a piece of broken limb. There were clothes she knew very well. She got up in panic, took off her coat and spread it on the corpses all over the ground. She first placed Wang Sancai's head on it carefully, then struggled to climb to the broken limb, grabbed it, and carefully cleaned the soil and dust on it. Then she was afraid that she would place it on her coat, so she started looking for it again.

Ye Zhanhua looked at Aning's movements quietly. His old eyes were deep and complicated. He just looked quietly at Aning's broken limbs and arms that had blown away from the pile of corpses and put them together. He couldn't help but sigh: "She doesn't look like her mother at all, except for her calm temperament."

No one said anything. Except for Ye Zanghua who was quietly observing, everyone else sat there and quickly recovered from their injuries.

Ye Zanghua took a deep breath. Looking at Aning, who was still busy, ordered: "Go. Take her away, don't hurt her, call us. Let's go back to the headquarters now."

With his order, the people around him had to stop absorbing their energy, stand up, and said respectfully: "Yes, sir."

Ye Zhanhua looked at him and suddenly asked, "What's your name?"

The man was stunned and hurriedly replied, "Sir, I am Tan Youxin."

"Oh, I remember that the person who came from Li Guo was brought back by the previous sect leader. It seems that you have the strength of the late stage of the innate stage." Ye Zanghua muttered to himself and said, "Well... in the future, you will take over the position of the master of the hall and be responsible for Zhou Guo."

Tan Youxin didn't feel any joy. He knew very well that now the Dark Sect was only left with the power of more than 30 of their innate powers, and it was impossible to continue according to the previous plan. It was not easy for him to accept the Lord of the Hall to be responsible for Zhou Guo.

However, Tan Youxin still answered very seriously: "General Xie Sect Master cultivated it."

"Ye Zanghua nodded slightly, and her eyes fell on Aning again: "Go, bring her back, don't hurt her."

"Yes." Tan Youxin focused his attention and then took a step forward towards Aning.

Although Ye Zanghua's voice was not loud, it was late at night and the innate powerful men who were sitting on the ground opened their eyes one after another and slowly gathered with Ye Zanghua, waiting for his order to turn back.

Before Tan Youxin could walk in front of Aning, she saw Aning pounce on the corpse's coat. Wang Sancai's general outline had been beaten up by her.

Her head, chest and abdominal cavity, and limbs that had been broken into dozens of pieces have all been pieced together by her, but she still lacks some other parts of the minced meat.

Tan Youxin was surprised that Wang Sancai's torso did not explode into most, and even the entire torso was intact, and he was wearing Wang Sancai's clothes. At present, Aning was holding several feet and comparing with Wang Sancai's corpse.

"Miss Aning, the sect leader asked me to take you back." He walked behind Aning and whispered.

Aning seemed to hear nothing, and was still lowering his head to face it.

Tan Youxin walked to Aning and squatted down. Looking at the focused eyes on her pale and weak face, he calmly said: "Miss Aning, it's time for us to leave."

Aning threw down the soles of his feet that were not as bad as he could, as if he hadn't seen Tan Youxin, and turned around and wanted to crawl towards the pile of corpses beside him.

Tan Youxin frowned and grabbed one of Aning's arms.

"Get out of here!" Aning broke free, ignored Tan Youxin, and still lowered his head to search.

Tan Youxin frowned, and without saying a word, he fixed Aning's body, then squatted down and picked her up, and was about to walk towards Ye Zanghua.

Aning couldn't speak or act, but her pair of angry eyes still made Tan Youxin feel uncomfortable.

"Sorry, Miss Aning." He whispered to Aning, and then forcibly refused to let himself look at Aning's face.

However, just as I was walking away, a clear and loud anger suddenly came from a distance: "Let her go!!"

In the dark night, the crisp shouts of women resounded in everyone's ears. On the ground, everyone couldn't help but hear the sound and saw two figures standing under the moonlight on the cliff not far away.

The cliff is the cliff that Aning and Red Hat walked down before, and it is also the only road to this place. It goes down along the way, and it is not steep.

At this time, two figures under the moonlight stood on a cliff about ten meters high from the ground. The woman was holding a lantern in her hand, and there was a hunched old man standing beside her.

"Who are you two?!" Ye Zhanhua shouted back unwillingly. Even though he had only thirty-one innate powerhouses left, no force could have an overwhelming advantage over him.

Besides, he was angry. Isn’t the person who came to find trouble at this time equivalent to lanterns in the thatched cottage?

However, the woman on the cliff did not answer him, but the two walked slowly from above to below together.

Tan Youxin had already carried Aning back to Ye Zanghua's side, and he whispered: "Sir."

Ye Zhanhua looked back at him, looked at Aning who was glaring at him silently, and nodded softly: "Let her down, you can look at her first."

So Aning was put on the ground, but Tan Youxin still did not release her restraint.

At this moment, Ye Zanghua finally saw the two people walking down slowly. She saw the woman wearing a cloth dress, her long hair tied behind her head, and her neck showed her to look beautiful and charming, but the cold expression on her face invisibly added a cold temperament to her.

Ye Zanghua found that she didn't know this woman, but... when she saw the hunchbacked figure slowly following behind her, Ye Zanghua was suddenly shocked and said, "Ye Qiangu!!!!"

That's right, the one who walked behind the woman was Ye Qiangu, the old stall owner who gave Wang Sancai three masks, and Ye Zhanhua's junior brother.

"Senior brother, are you still obsessed with it?" Ye Qiangu's voice was very calm, without a trace of hatred in it. However, he seemed to have become older, so old that his body could no longer stand up. He leaned on a small crutch and walked slowly to the woman and stopped and stared at Ye Zhanhua quietly.

Now everyone became nervous. Thirty-one innate powerhouses gathered behind Ye Zhanhua silently, and Tan Youxin also pulled Aning by his side.

"Why did you come here? Who is she?" Ye Zhanhua's tone suddenly became very cautious. He couldn't help but look at the woman. When his eyes fell on the woman's Lingshu and saw the blade, his eyes couldn't help but burst out with shimmer: "You are Wang Sancai's person!!"

"You are right. My name is Mengyao. In fact, until now, I am still a member of your Dark Sect... By chance, I met your junior brother and heard about your life pity..." As he said this, Mengyao suddenly pulled out the spirit-milling spear at an extremely fast speed. The saw blade pressed against Ye Qiangu's throat: "A moment you calm down, the vitality I poured on it will definitely cut his throat at the same time. Since you can see my identity through this weapon, you must have some understanding of this weapon."

Ye Zhanhua's face looked ugly. At this moment, he was holding the Spirit-Destroying Army Sword and Saw Blade obtained from Wang Sancai. He could easily detect the characteristics of the Spirit-Destroying Army Sword and Saw Blade. The Saw Blade released its vital energy outside. It only takes a moment to control the energy outside. The body is nothing more than using the energy of heaven and earth to imprison the person's body, and he could not determine the weapons in his hand and the vital energy in his body.

At present, Meng Yao was about to pour out the spiritual-destroying spear. The saw blade was pressed against Ye Qiangu's throat, which was not something that could be controlled by his body.

Ye Zhanhua was annoyed that he had lost the opportunity, but at this time he could only suppress his anger and pointed at Aning and said, "What do you want to do?... Do you want her?!"

"Yes, let her go, or I will kill your junior brother." Mengyao's heart was raised to her throat with a calm appearance. It was not that she didn't understand what level of the enemies in front of her. She even felt sweat in her palms, and she couldn't help but squeeze the spirit-miao army stinging. But as she said that, her eyes when she looked at the battlefield in the night became more and more confused. She took a breath quietly, calmed down and said: "Also, hand over Wang Sancai, I have no other requirements besides that." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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