Chapter 1803 Inward Flow
When the Anling family heard the news and rushed out, they happened to see Wuda, the leader of the Jinwu tribe, roaring unwillingly and angry.
Then, a red light flashed from his chest.
With a thud, his heart was stabbed directly from his chest by a sword, flew into the air, and exploded directly.
Unable to let out a cry of pain, he fell to the ground.
The leader of the dignified Golden Crow Tribe, the leader of the Dark Cloud Realm, died like this? Died at the hands of a teenager?
An Linghong and An Lingyao rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they saw.
With a wave of Xi Wei's hand, Wu Da and the storage rings and storage bags on the disciples of the Golden Crow Tribe were all collected by him.
When she saw the young man handing over a handful of loot to him, Xi Yue blinked in surprise and refused, "Do you keep it for yourself?"
Who knew the unknown but threw her a sentence, "It's just some garbage, if you don't want it, I'll throw it away."
The Anling family, who were watching this scene from the side, immediately turned their faces.
The people here are almost half of the elites of the Golden Crow Tribe, and even the leaders. The storage utensils left by these people were actually called garbage by the teenagers.
Xi Yue couldn't help laughing or crying, and when she met the boy's indifferent gaze, she reached out and took the storage ring of Uda, "If you don't want it, give the rest to the people of the Anling family, right?"
The unknown made an "oh", and threw it casually, and sprinkled it in the direction of An Linghong.
The whole thing is like the scattered flowers of the goddess, and there is no solemnity when it was given to Xi Yue.
But why would An Lingyao and the others mind? Now that the Anling family has undergone major changes, and the station has been destroyed, it is the moment when a lot of materials are needed to rebuild.
No matter how arrogant and rude Xi Wei's attitude is, they can only be grateful.
The entire Anling family was indescribably respectful and grateful to Xi Zhiwei's attitude.
But only An Lingyao trembled as soon as he saw Xi Wei, hiding behind Xi Yue like a frightened rabbit.
Xi Yue looked at An Linghong and said, "What are your plans next?"
An Linghong heard the words, a sad expression appeared on his face, and two lines of old tears fell from his eyes.
He had already heard from An Lingyan that Yun Mingkun, An Lingshuang, and their two children had all died, and the deaths were extremely tragic.
An Lingshuang is a well-known and filial daughter of the Anling family. Even though she is in a difficult situation, she has been helping the Anling family for more than 20 years. Now that they have been killed so tragically, not even two flesh and blood are left, how can they not let them sigh.
An Linghong wiped away his tears, and his eyes slowly flashed a firm look, and said solemnly: "Thank you for the great kindness and great virtue of the two young masters. If there were not two of them today, our Anling family would have been doomed."
"Next, I plan to take Yan'er back to meet the patriarch and the others. Since we have cut off the way for the Dark Cloud Realm to send Yan'er to the Yueyue Palace, we can only think of other ways. But as long as Yan'er is still there, we will be safe. The Ling family's hope is still there."
Xi Yue nodded and said nothing.
Because they were worried that the Qinglei family would come after them, they packed up and soon prepared to leave Tianluo City.
Xi Yue had just soared into the air when suddenly her figure suddenly stopped in mid-air, looking at the side courtyard in the corner of the Jiezhu Mansion, frowning slightly.
"Master Xi, what's the matter?" An Lingyao asked nervously. Could it be that there are people from the Golden Crow tribe lurking inside?