[Douluo] Social Terrorism Rescue Plan

Ye Lingling supported Feng Xiaotian's heavy body. With almost no consciousness, he instinctively put the weight of his body on Ye Lingling. Ye Lingling moved forward step by step. The sweat on his face fell down, and fell drop by drop into the wet soil. among.

An hour ago, they were packing tents by the river.

The morning was misty, the air was fresh, and wisps of sunlight penetrated through the thick clouds, gently shining on the sparkling river.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief after spending a peaceful night together. They were already very close to the exit, and it only took two hours to walk out of the spirit beast forest.

Just hope nothing goes wrong.

"Ye Lingling?" Feng Xiaotian's voice came from behind.

"Huh?" The tone was so serious all of a sudden. Ye Lingling was not used to it and turned to look over.

"Oops!!" Ye Lingling backed away suddenly, and the entire disassembled tent was scattered on the ground. His feet were caught by the tent supports, and he fell backwards.

A big, fat caterpillar fell to the ground.

Feng Xiaotian had quick eyes and quick hands, and stretched out his hand to hold Ye Lingling's hand, but Ye Lingling's entire body was already close to the ground. Not only was he unable to hold her, but he was also pulled forward and rushed forward.

The tent dented inward, and the surrounding fabrics all fluffed up, and then slowly descended, covering the two of them.

The weak morning light came in through the gap, Feng Xiaotian's eyes were bright, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, and Ye Lingling's figure was all in his eyes.

He protected Ye Lingling's back with one hand and placed his other hand on the ground. His warm breath fell on Ye Lingling's face.

Seeing Ye Lingling's face turn red, Feng Xiaotian had a bad taste and deliberately got closer and joked, "Classmate Lingling, why are you so red? It can't be——"

The long ending sound made Ye Lingling feel guilty for a while, and she covered Feng Xiaotian's mouth with both hands.

Feng Xiaotian tilted his head and didn't want Ye Lingling to succeed, but it didn't matter, the hand supporting the ground slipped.

The two of them were close to each other. Fortunately, Ye Lingling's hands covered Feng Xiaotian's face, otherwise...

There was silence for a while, but a rustling sound came.

There was movement outside the tent, and the two of them realized that they were in the spirit beast forest, and it was very likely that they would attract spirit beasts.

The curtain was suddenly torn off, and Feng Xiaotian was ready to protect Ye Lingling. The two of them took off into the air, perfectly avoiding the attack.

Observing from top to bottom, they discovered that the thing that tore off their tent was actually a Howling Wind Tiger!

Unlike the "Boom" they raised in the mimicry area, this Sao Feng Tiger didn't show any kindness towards them. Fortunately, this magical tiger is only a hundred years old, so it is easy for Feng Xiaotian and Ye Lingling to team up to deal with it.

The air flow behind him surged rapidly. Feng Xiaotian felt it keenly and led Ye Lingling to quickly change directions. While moving at high speed, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and secretly screamed that something was wrong. The one who attacked them turned out to be a century-old soul beast covered in flames - the Fire Eagle.

At this time, Ye Lingling noticed the figure by the river and exclaimed.

Feng Xiao looked around and saw three or four spirit beasts rushing to the river one after another. They were all century-old spirit beasts. It was obvious that they had discovered their movements, and they were all eager to get a piece of the pie.

……

"Feng Xiaotian, please hold on a little longer!"

The two of them joined forces and struggled to kill all the spirit beasts that besieged them, without giving them a chance to make a comeback after repairing themselves. They probably couldn't imagine that two humans could actually kill them.

In order to help Ye Lingling resist the claws of the Fire Eagle, Feng Xiaotian printed three blood marks on his back that were deep enough to show the bone. Even the martial spirit avatar couldn't hold on, lying on the ground with a pale face, and the soil on the ground was dyed red with blood.

The warmth just now was gone, and it suddenly turned into a life and death moment.

Ye Lingling helped Feng Xiaotian up with difficulty. Fortunately, Yu Yu's physical training allowed her to still have some strength left, and the two of them stumbled toward the exit.

They were about to reach the exit, but from a distance of only a hundred meters, Ye Lingling could smell the aroma of smoke from the small hotel.

However, a red and strange-looking soul beast stopped in front of her.

Generally speaking, a soul beast with such a conspicuous appearance is either very powerful and not afraid of strong enemies, or it is of low strength and cannot enter the inner circle at all, and lives on the outer periphery.

Since we met it outside, it was obviously the latter, but seeing the state of this soul beast, it didn't look like it was living a difficult life.

Ye Lingling waved her hands casually, trying to scare away the spirit beast. In her eyes, although she had doubts, she didn't have the energy or time to investigate. If she stayed in the spirit beast forest for a second longer, she would be in more danger.

But the soul beast stayed there motionless, so Ye Lingling had to carefully walk around it.

Just when it was about to pass by, the soul beast's eyes opened.

The eyelids of this soul beast were all red. If he hadn't clearly seen the strange shape of its eyes, Ye Lingling wouldn't have known that it had closed its eyes just now.

Ye Lingling didn't want to get entangled, she just wanted to take Feng Xiaotian out of the Lushan Forest.

She shook her head, trying to get the shadow of this soul beast out of her mind, but she felt dizzy, and she seemed to have fallen into a strange space.

Aklia city.

The ice and snow are drifting, and the ice is frozen for thousands of miles.

The bright red blood slowly spread and seeped down until it dyed the entire courtyard red.

Until his death, Ye Xiuyuan still missed his wife and daughter, staring in the direction they left with wide eyes.

The visitor snorted coldly, and Ye Lingling once again witnessed his father's death at the hands of the man from Wuhun Hall.

Anyone who has studied martial arts has heard of the preciousness of the Nine-Hearted Begonia martial soul. Legend has it that a titled Douluo-level soul master can even resurrect human flesh and bones. Even Ye Xiuyuan is unwilling to become a martial soul despite the coercion and inducement of the Wuhun Palace. The palace's lackey. He even moved to the frozen city of Akria.

But the purpose of Wuhun Palace is to kill them all and eradicate them once they can no longer be used by themselves.

Even though his father was no longer alive and could be his little doctor, Wuhundian still traveled thousands of miles to hunt down their whole family.

The father tried his best to leave a ray of hope for himself and his mother. The mother endured the heartache and ran away with her in her arms. In a hurry, she handed her into the hands of her friends and followed her father.

Thinking of this, Ye Lingling stood beside her young self, her eyes stained red with blood. Knowing that he was no match for the man from Wuhun Palace, he still took out his dagger and walked to that man's side step by step.

"You, go to hell!!!" Ye Lingling threw herself at the man with all her strength.

The sharp dagger suddenly missed, not because of nothingness, but because the person dodged.

She fell into the blood-soaked mud, her face covered in blood.

The cloak was lifted, and a pair of cold eyes stared at her like poisonous snakes, and he smiled playfully, "Ye Xiuyuan's daughter?"

A rough palm pressed her throat, her feet were lifted up, and she felt a sense of suffocation. Ye Lingling dug her nails into the man's hands.

The man looked at it with disdain, as if looking at an ant, and mocked lightly, "It's really useless."

Then, the strength in his hands further increased.

Ye Lingling's feet jumped up, and her hands gradually dropped weakly.

"Ye Lingling, Ye Lingling!!!"

A familiar voice came into my ears, it was Feng Xiaotian.

"Ye Lingling, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

Feng Xiaotian seemed to be about to cry, and Ye Lingling felt bitter in his heart. It was a pity that he couldn't see him anymore, otherwise he could laugh at him.

As soon as Feng Xiaotian woke up, she found that Ye Lingling had fallen into an illusion, and the notorious hallucinogenic soul beast was staring at her greedily. Feng Xiaotian's heart tightened, and he rolled and crawled to Ye Lingling's side.

Ye Lingling was pinching her neck with all her strength, her face turned purple and she refused to stop.

Feng Xiaotian tried to pull off Ye Lingling's hand, but to no avail. So he turned his attention to the soul beast. Its strength was low and it could only control one person. Now it was concentrating on controlling Ye Lingling.

With his hands full of dirt, he moved to reach the soul beast.

Without soul power, he couldn't even release his martial soul. He held the dagger with trembling hands and struck it with all his strength.

……

There was no movement, Ye Lingling's expression became worse and worse, Feng Xiaotian's forehead broke out in sweat, his legs couldn't stop shaking, he stabbed the soul beast with the dagger again.

a bit.

a bit.

Another click.

"Ye Lingling!!!" He cried, tears filling his face, "Don't die."

Ye Lingling was about to lose consciousness, but Feng Xiaotian's noisy shouts kept coming to her ears. One after another, she slowly opened her eyes, and Feng Xiaotian's figure appeared in the dark sky.

The way he succumbed after arguing with her; the way he carried her to training early in the morning; the way he grinned when the little tiger bit him.

The faces of Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Yufeng, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Osluo, and Teacher Qin flashed in my mind.

"Ha!" Ye Lingling laughed softly.

The man was surprised to find that he could no longer control Ye Lingling. A mysterious power surged out of the body of the little girl in front of him. The power was so powerful that even he felt that his life was threatened.

His eyes were dark and unclear. He didn't believe that a little girl could have the power to kill him. If she had, she would have taken it out long ago. Why wait until he killed her father?

He let go of Ye Lingling, hooked her chin with his fingers, and looked directly into her eyes.

"Little girl, your death is coming!"

As the palm rotated, red light overflowed and slapped Ye Lingling's abdomen fiercely.

……

"Whoa!" An arrow made of gathered soul power stabbed through the hallucinogenic soul beast's body steadily.

A large number of hunters dressed in black emerged from the forest. In order to avoid contaminating the soul guidance devices, they were carrying more or less bloody soul beast corpses in their hands.

Ye Lingling's complexion improved. She controlled the power in her body to kill the enemy in the illusion. Her eyelashes moved slightly, and then she gradually woke up.

But as she stared blankly, a man hugged her tightly, as if she was holding some unparalleled treasure. "Great, you're not dead, you must not die!"

"Ahem, Feng Xiaotian," Ye Lingling looked troubled, "I can't breathe."

Feng Xiaotian slowly relaxed his embrace, his body trembling, but still refused to let go. He really couldn't accept losing the most important person to him anymore.

Ye Lingling sighed and hugged him as well. The feeling of surviving the disaster was too good.

The front of the clothes was wet, "Feng Xiaotian, are you crying?"

"no!"

"Really not?"

"Woman, shut up!"