Therefore, Ling Xiao's heart did not waver at all. His goal remained firm - to go to the Jiang family and seek justice for himself. Regardless of whether Jiang Lianheng was still in the Jiang family or not, his fate was already determined.

As long as Ling Xiao is alive, he will never let go of anyone who has hurt him or his loved ones. He is bound to win this battle of revenge!

Ling Xiao's gaze swept across Ji Wuming, who was tightly entangled by the black-horned dragon, like ice. There was no fluctuation in those deep eyes, only cold determination.

He slowly raised the long knife in his hand. The blade shone with cold light under the afterglow of the setting sun, as if it could cut everything. With a wave of his arm, a sharp sword light cut through the sky, with unparalleled power, approaching.

Ji left without his life.

"Don't... don't kill me, my Ji family..." Ji Wuming's voice was full of panic and despair. He tried to use his family's name in exchange for a chance of survival, but before he finished speaking, the cold sword light had already

It penetrated his chest, blood spattered everywhere, stained his clothes red, and announced his end.

The warriors from the Jiang family and the Ji family all around witnessed this scene, and they all looked horrified. They wanted to escape, but Ling Xiao's sword skills were like lightning, and every movement was precise and deadly, leaving them no chance to escape.

Opportunity. In the end, these once arrogant warriors all fell into a pool of blood, with no one left alive.

After the battle, Ling Xiao stood there, staring into the distance a little tiredly. There, the other five major families were watching all this from a distance. Their faces were full of complex emotions, including fear, shock, and...

Awe of Ling Xiao's strength.

"Don't get me wrong, little friend. We are not on the same side as the Ji family and the Jiang family, and we have no hostility towards you. I will say goodbye now!" One of them mustered up the courage and shouted loudly, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. The others

After hearing this, they all agreed, and then left in a hurry, for fear that Ling Xiao would be angry with them.

Ling Xiao didn't pursue him and couldn't pursue him.

He knew that he had reached his limit at this time. The counterattack force brought by the Earth Dragon Technique and the Tianluo Magic Tool was raging in his body, making his body feel heavier and tired than ever before. He closed his eyes.

, took a deep breath, trying to calm the chaos and pain in his body.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no one around him. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his body, covering him with a layer of golden brilliance, but it could not hide the fatigue and vicissitudes in his eyes.

When those figures completely disappeared from sight, and even the last faint breath dissipated, Ling Xiao finally relaxed his tense nerves and slowly withdrew the Tianluo magic tool that contained terrifying power.

However, this move seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His body trembled suddenly, and then he fell to the ground like a kite with its string broken, and fell into a deep coma.

"Xiao'er!" Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiruo's face instantly turned pale. She no longer cared about her unhealed injuries, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Ling Xiao desperately. Her heart was filled with anxiety and anxiety.

Fear, fear that Ling Xiao would leave her just like that.

When she finally came to Ling Xiao, the sight in front of her made her heart beat like a knife. The surface of Ling Xiao's body was covered with a layer of black material, and the marks were of different shades, as if they had been mercilessly burned by fire. It was shocking.

.

His breathing was weak and rapid, his face was as pale as paper, and he was obviously in an extremely weak state.

"He is very weak, it must be the backlash of the treasure..." Jiang Xiqing followed closely, with a tremor in her voice, and she was obviously shocked by the scene in front of her. She looked at Jiang Xiruo, her eyes full of worry

With urgency, "Sister, we must take measures as soon as possible, otherwise Xiao'er's life may be in danger."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiruo suppressed the grief in her heart and quickly calmed down. She looked around and thought about her next action.

Finally, she made a decision: "We have to leave here and go to the secret area. Although it is full of dangers, it is also the safest place. As long as we don't go deep into it and stay on the edge, we should be able to avoid the pursuit of those people.

"

Immediately, Jiang Xiruo picked up Ling Xiao and walked firmly and quickly towards the depths of the island. Every step seemed to carry endless determination and maternal love.

Her eyes flashed with unquestionable determination, and even the dangers lurking in the unknown depths of the island could not shake her in the slightest.

When Jiang Xiqing saw this, although she felt uneasy, she quickly followed them, and the Thirteen Demon Generals followed them closely, loyally guarding them to prevent any unexpected events.

In Jiang Xiruo's arms, Ling Xiao's body was still trembling, and occasionally he would let out weak, heartbreaking wails.

This sound was like a sharp blade, cutting Jiang Xiruo's heart again and again. She hugged Ling Xiao tightly, as if she wanted to transfer all her warmth and strength to him, but she could not completely relieve the pain in his body.

The pain endured.

Jiang Xiruo's eyes were already moist, and her tears kept sliding down like broken pearls, dripping on Ling Xiao's cold face, or being blown away by the wind.

Her heart was filled with endless guilt and self-blame. This emotion surged like a tide, almost drowning her.

She recalled the hardships and efforts Ling Xiao had put in on the road to martial arts, but as a mother, she had never given him the support and help he deserved. Now, Ling Xiao has suffered such serious backlash just to save her.

How can this make her feel at ease?

"Xiao'er, I'm sorry for you..." Jiang Xiruo's voice was choked with tears. She secretly vowed that from now on, no matter what happens, she will do her best to protect her son.

, to prevent him from receiving any further harm.

Guilty!

Endless guilt!

She vowed that she would protect her son as long as she lived, even if it cost her her life.

…

Baize Continent is vast and vast. In a picturesque secret realm shrouded in clouds and mist, the Moon Girl stands quietly in the sky, surrounded by a faint moonlight, as if she is integrated with the night sky.

In front of her, a man stood tall and straight, with an extraordinary temperament. His flawless white robes fluttered in the wind, like an immortal descending from the nine heavens, otherworldly.

The moonlight poured down, casting a soft glow on this extraordinary handsome man. His face was handsome, but his eyes revealed some indescribable complex emotions.

He put his hands lightly behind his back and looked at Yuenv deeply, with a hint of helplessness and pity in his voice: "Junior sister, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still obsessed with that past.

For a man who may have forgotten his past, you traveled alone across thousands of rivers and mountains, crossing countless unknown territories, for more than ten years. Is such a sacrifice really worth it?"
Chapter completed!