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No matter what, Flanders and Liu Erlong both taught Zhu Zhuqing.
Considering Zhu Zhuqing's personality, Ye Ling expected her to plead for the two of them.
"Does the Second Miss feel that she is very proud?"
Ye Ling looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a half-smile.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's hand, which was peeling an orange, trembled slightly, and a look of panic appeared on her face.
"Although I have some connection with the Second Young Lady, it is only a connection."
Ye Ling sneered, pointed at the two people who were still fighting in the sky and continued.
"These two people wanted to kill me. This disaster is their own fault. I can't blame you."
Zhu Zhuqing remained silent, but did not hand the peeled orange to Ye Ling.
Seeing this, Ye Ling reached out and took the peeled orange from Zhu Zhuqing's hand without stopping talking.
"She's your sister."
"If she wins the competition in your family, will she let you go just because of my words?"
"Born into a family like this, isn't it ridiculous for the Second Miss to tell me this?"
Zhu Zhuqing's behavior was undoubtedly somewhat naive.
Considering that she has been targeted by Zhu Zhuyun over the years, and Zhu Zhuyun even tried to assassinate her several times.
Now look at her plea to Ye Ling.
To put it nicely, she is kind; to put it bluntly, she is a saint.
"Anyone who kills should be prepared to be killed at any time."
"Second Miss, please understand this simple truth as soon as possible."
Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth to speak, but after thinking carefully about Ye Ling's words, a pensive expression appeared on her face again.
Her innate talent is not high, and her innate soul power is only level seven.
But she was not a fool. Combining her own experience, she quickly accepted Ye Ling's theory.
boom!
A loud noise came from the sky, mixed with a muffled groan from Flanders.
Flanders was hit in the abdomen by Liu Erlong's full-strength attack, and he fell heavily to the ground from the sky, splashing a large amount of dust.
Facing Liu Erlong, who had no emotional fluctuations and whose strength had reached that of a Soul Douluo, Flanders, who was only at the seventh ring and tried to show mercy, was ultimately severely injured.
This commotion was huge, and it happened on the outskirts of Wuhun City.
Even though the Titled Douluo in the Spirit Hall were deaf and blind, most of them had noticed the commotion here at this moment.
"Who dares to act so presumptuously in our Wuhun City?"
A sinister voice rang in everyone's ears, and along with this voice was the figure of Ghost Douluo who appeared high in the sky.
Ghost Douluo's gaze swept across the field, finally landing on Liu Erlong and Flanders who was lying on the ground and seriously injured.
At this moment, another figure also hurriedly ran into the crowd.
"Move aside, please, I am an elder of the Spirit Hall."
"Make way for me. I want to see what's going on inside!"
Yu Xiaogang was pushing and shoving in the crowd outside, while holding the elder token and roaring loudly.
Originally, it was because Tang San, the Shrek Seven Devils and Flanders were extremely indifferent to him.
He no longer planned to watch any game, but chose to return directly to Wuhun City.
Who knew that halfway through the journey, he heard about the competition venue, so he hurried back over.
He is just a level 29 soul master and does not have the ability to fly.
Moreover, he was old and weak now, and for a moment he could not squeeze into the crowd of people watching the excitement outside.
However, it might be because the Spirit Hall's Elder Order in his hand took effect, or the people around him heard what he said.
After dodging several times, he was actually able to squeeze through the crowd of onlookers.
What caught his eye was Ye Ling sitting on a stone throne, and Zhu Zhuqing standing beside Ye Ling like a maid.
This originally extremely wonderful combination unexpectedly did not attract much attention from Yu Xiaogang.
"Erlong?"
Yu Xiaogang's entire attention was focused on Liu Erlong, who was still displaying his martial spirit's true form in the sky.
Liu Erlong didn't even look at Yu Xiaogang, and rushed directly to where Flanders fell.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing this, Ghost Douluo immediately became furious. Just as he was about to take action, a terrifying aura suddenly fell on his head.
Du Busi!
Du Bu Si's figure also appeared in the sky, although he did not release his martial soul and soul ring.
But the pressure from the ninety-eighth-level Titled Douluo was already weighing on Ghost Douluo.
Ghost Douluo's expression changed drastically, and he no longer cared about Liu Erlong. He could only use all his strength to resist Du Bu Si's pressure.
Without the pressure from Ghost Douluo, Liu Erlong easily lifted up the seriously injured Flender.
Just like dragging a dead dog, he dragged him in front of Ye Ling.
"Erlong, who exactly are you..."
At this moment, Flanders' face was as pale as gold paper, and there was even a little sunkenness between his chest and abdomen.
But his eyes were always on Liu Erlong.
Licking dog, licking the dog, licking until there is nothing left.
"Flander, I didn't intend to do anything to you, but who told you to come here and seek death?"
Ye Ling shook his head slightly, a look of regret on his face.
Apart from his stinginess and licking behavior, Flanders did not cause Ye Ling any physical discomfort.
"What on earth did you do to Erlong?!"
After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Flanders looked at Ye Ling angrily.
"Yeah, who knows what."
Ye Ling had no intention of clearing up Flanders' confusion.
"Erlong, what are you doing?!"
Yu Xiaogang, who was not far away, finally reacted. He hesitated for a moment before walking to a place not far from Ye Ling and others.
Liu Erlong turned a deaf ear to Yu Xiaogang's questions.
"Ye Ling, what on earth did you do!"
Although Yu Xiaogang has some minor flaws in his character, he still has some insight.
Just from Liu Erlong's slightly dazed expression, he guessed that it was Ye Ling's doing.
"You can call me Ye Ling too?"
Ye Ling frowned slightly, and a strong pressure emanated from him, all of which was pressed on Yu Xiaogang.
Ye Ling even felt physically uncomfortable being called by his full name by someone like Yu Xiaogang.
How could a level 29 waste like Yu Xiaogang resist Ye Ling's pressure?
thump!
Under Ye Ling's powerful pressure, Yu Xiaogang knelt on his knees without even reacting.
"I... I am... an elder of the Spirit Hall!"
Yu Xiaogang's face flushed, and the identity token he was so proud of fell to the ground from his hand.
"How dare you...how dare you!?"
Ye Ling showed a sarcastic look on his face.
Yu Xiaogang still didn't understand.
Although you give yourself an identity when you go out, any identity needs to be backed by strength.
"Do what you have to do."
Ye Ling withdrew his gaze from the helpless and furious Yu Xiaogang and waved at Liu Erlong.
Liu Erlong nodded slightly, then stepped forward, grabbed Flanders' neck and lifted him up.
She gathered her soul power in her hands, ready to send Flanders on his way.