"Class leader."

"Brother Lingxian."

"Captain, you are finally back."

...

The crying sound came to my ears, and several elderly, weak, women and children ran out of the grass, all of whom were from the Ling clan, and each of them looked sad and angry.

"Grandpa Four, what's wrong?"

Ling Xian looked at the old man with a white beard. The other person's face was slutty, and one of his arms was broken, grinning in pain.

Even such an old tribe member was not spared, and Ling Xian felt angry.

Could it be that Chen did it?

Send someone to retaliate while you are out?

"The patriarch is not the Chen family, but a group of warriors in black, we don't recognize them."

The old man's weak voice came to his ears, and his face was filled with anxiety: "Class leader, everyone has been captured by them. You can chase after them quickly!"

...

At the same time, on the rugged mountain road, hundreds of Ling's children were disheveled and their hair was scattered. They were worn with iron chains on the pipa bones. Every step they took was blood spilled, which was shocking.

"What kind of hero is just a bunch of waste."

"Yes, with this little ability, I dare to call it a martial arts family. I think it's almost the same as the pustule family."

"You are not allowed to insult our ancestors." Ling Daniu's face was full of anger.

"Yo, boy, you still have a temper."

The tall and thin man in black had a ferocious look on his face, and he slapped the big cow away with a slap: "The waste from the second level of the Body Refining Stage dares to show off his power in front of me. If it weren't for the young man and torture Ling Xian as a bait, would you think you would tolerate you living until now?"

PS: Huanyu urges everyone to read it and “add the book to the bookshelf”. This is really important to me, thank you!
Chapter completed!