Long Xishan was paralyzed on the ground.
Upon seeing Lin Jinglong appear, he immediately started shivering as if possessed by a ghost.
"He's not dead! He's actually not dead!"
"Impossible! If Young Master Lin did it himself, he must have already been killed!"
"This guy is a vengeful ghost that's come to claim lives!"
Long Xishan was so frightened that he trembled.
Long Zhen returned to his camp and exchanged a glance with Long Aozu. Both of them were completely baffled.
"He actually escaped back?"
"Judging from the bloodstains on his body, he seemed to have been through a fierce battle!"
"But where is Young Master Lin?"
At this moment, the crowd gasped in surprise again.
"I'm here, help me up!"
Among the twenty-odd people who fell to the ground.
Lin Zishan suddenly let out a weak voice.
The crowd looked over and were instantly stunned. They saw Lin Zishan beaten to a pulp, looking even worse than Long Xishan.
He stretched out a hand, pleading for help from the people around him, but everyone was dumbfounded.
Long Zhen finally realized what was happening.
"That, that's actually Young Master Lin?"
"Quickly, help him up!"
"Quickly, save them!"
Long Zhen immediately broke through his defenses and roared.
When Lin Zishan was dragged out of the group of seriously injured people, he looked extremely weak. Looking around, his eyes were incredibly gloomy.
"A bunch of bastards! They didn't even try to catch me, they almost made me die!"
"Young Master Lin, what exactly is going on?"
Long Zhen let out an incredulous sound.
Lin Zishan's gloomy eyes trembled as he turned to look at Lin Jinglong, only to see that he had already disappeared from the intersection.
He appeared instantly beside Wu Yuehan and the others.
"Junior Brother Lin, I'm so glad you're alright!"
Hunyuan Daoist opened his arms wide to embrace him.
But Lin Jinglong slapped him away.
"husband!"
Wu Yuehan threw herself into his arms.
The Goddess of War, who hadn't shed a tear in years, broke down in tears this time, nestled in Lin Jinglong's arms, feeling the bloodstains on his body.
Where are you hurt?
Wu Yuehan asked, sobbing.
Lin Jinglong shook his head.
"It's all someone else's blood, don't be afraid."
His gaze shifted to Lin Zishan and the others.
"Now that you're all alright, it's time to settle this score!"
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