Chapter 170: As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood
Wen Zhi hurriedly asked: "Lolo, what's wrong?"
Jia Luo said with red eyes: "Little Senior Brother, the formation at home has been broken. I guess that grandpa, grandma, brothers, and even dad...they have been captured by Lin Lan!"
Before she could finish her words, a mouthful of blood rushed up her throat and she forced herself to swallow it.
When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.
Shi Mo's eyes were filled with anxiety and anger: "Lolo, don't panic, we will definitely find a way."
Ning Qinghe clenched his fists, thought for a moment and said, "Lin Lan is just trying to force you to surrender. Don't panic, we will definitely be able to rescue them."
Jia Luo took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, his eyes full of hatred: "I must kill her."
Although her words were firm, her slightly trembling shoulders still revealed the sadness and panic in her heart.
"Brother Shimo, Senior Brother, please go down the mountain!"
Jia Luo's voice was choked with sobs, but it was also full of unquestionable determination: "This is a grudge between Lin Lan and me, I can't let you get involved. She has taken my relatives away now, she must have set up many traps for me to fall into. If you go with me, you will only die in vain."
When Shi Mo heard this, his eyes instantly turned red. He held Jia Luo's shoulders tightly with both hands, looked straight into her eyes, and said loudly: "Lolo, what nonsense are you talking about? From the day we met, I have treated you as my own sister. Now that your family is in trouble, how can I leave you alone to escape?"
Ning Qinghe stepped forward, looking solemn: "Luo Luo, we are all of the same blood. Moreover, our master told us to protect you before he left. Not to mention Lin Lan, we will go through mountains of swords and seas of fire with you. Although Lin Lan is cunning, we are not powerless to fight back. Don't say such things again."
Wen Zhi nodded gently, threw the crushed leaves in his hands to the ground, stood up and stood beside Jia Luo: "Lolo, we are a family, and a family should share weal and woe. Don't worry, we will work together to find a way to save Grandpa Wen and the others."
Jia Luo looked at the determined faces of his fellow brothers, tears welling up in his eyes. He was deeply moved, but when he thought of Lin Lan's insidiousness and viciousness, he became worried.
However, before they could come up with a plan, a black crow flew into the valley, and a letter fell in front of them and disappeared. Jialuo unfolded it and saw that it clearly said: "Jialuo, if you want to save your family, come to the temple tomorrow. If you don't come, don't blame me for being cruel."
Jia Luo's hands trembled slightly and the letter fell.
Shi Mo picked up the letter, his face terribly gloomy: "Lolo, you can't go."
Jia Luo's eyes were red, and he smiled miserably: "If I don't go, what will happen to my grandpa, grandma, father and brothers? If I don't go, they will definitely die."
When everyone heard this, they were at a loss for a moment.
That night, the atmosphere in the valley was so heavy that it seemed as if water was dripping from it.
Jia Luo had made up her mind, and when everyone fell asleep, she stood up, ignoring the pain in her body, and summoned her spiritual power to set up a magic circle around the valley.
The magic circle glowed with light and runes flowed, trapping everyone inside.
Wen Zhi was the first to notice something was wrong. He suddenly woke up and ran to the front of the formation. Looking at Jia Luo outside the formation, his eyes were about to burst: "Luo Luo, you are crazy! Quickly withdraw this magic formation. You go alone, which is like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth."
Jia Luo's eyes were red, and he shook his head and said, "Little Brother, I can't let you follow me on adventures anymore. I have already sent a letter to Master. You guys wait in the valley. When Master comes, he will help you unlock the formation. Then, you guys can go down the mountain together!"
Ning Qinghe, Fu Jiuhuai and others also rushed over and were shocked when they saw the scene.
Ning Qinghe tried to use his spiritual power to attack the magic circle, but was bounced back. He shouted angrily: "Luo Luo, why are you doing this? If we work together to think of other ways, we can still deal with it. How can you deal with the demon god and Lin Lan alone?"
Jia Luo lowered his head and said slowly: "Brother, there is no time. Tomorrow is the deadline. If I don't go, they will attack my family. Don't worry, I will not die easily. I have my own plans."
Having said that, she turned around decisively and walked quickly out of the valley.
Everyone in the formation was shouting and attacking the magic circle, but they could only watch Jia Luo's figure gradually disappearing into the distance.
Wen Zhi was so anxious that he collapsed to the ground, pounding his fists on the ground: "It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of her."
Ning Qinghe calmed himself down and helped Wen Zhi up: "Xiao Zhi, now is not the time to blame yourself. The most urgent thing is to find a way to break the formation first, and then rush to support Luo Luo. Although this formation was set up by her, it must have flaws."
And Jialuo ran quickly towards the temple.
As the sky gradually brightened, the towering temple revealed its grim outline in the morning light, exuding a chilling sense of oppression.
Jia Luo walked to the front of the hall, took a deep breath, and walked in with his head held high.
Inside the palace, the devil sat high on the throne, with demonic energy lingering around him. Lin Lan stood beside him with a smug sneer on his face.
Seeing Jia Luo coming, he sneered and said, "Yo, you really dare to come. I never thought that this ant-like mortal is so important in your heart."
Jia Luo stared at the two men with a sharp gaze: "Where are my family members? Let them go, and I will let you do whatever you want with me."
The demon god laughed wildly: "Disposal? You have fallen into my trap today, so don't even think about getting out alive. As for your family, humph, let me show you their miserable condition first."
After saying this, he raised his hand and several light screens appeared on the side of the hall. Jia Luo's grandparents, brothers and father were chained up with iron chains. They looked haggard and covered with scars.
Jia Luo was furious, her eyes instantly turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. She looked at the two people on the platform and said coldly: "I will definitely kill you!"
His voice trembled slightly with anger, revealing deep hatred.
Having said that, regardless of his old wounds that had not yet healed, he picked up the peach wood sword and rushed towards Lin Lan.
Seeing this, Lin Lan snorted coldly: "Don't blame me for being rude if you don't know how to live or die!"
She quickly formed seals with her hands, and black runes appeared in front of her. They immediately transformed into several thick magic vines, which quickly wrapped around Jialuo.
Jia Luo was agile, dodging left and right, and his peach wood sword slashed out sharp sword energy in the air, cutting through the approaching demon vines.
However, the devil vines continued to grow, and her physical strength gradually became exhausted. Her movements became slower and slower, and she developed several new wounds on her body. Blood oozed out and dyed her clothes red.
The demon god sat on the throne, watching the fight with interest, laughing wildly from time to time: "Little girl who overestimates her own abilities, you are trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. Today is the day you die!"
Just when Jialuo was gradually exhausted, the Wen family members who were trapped in the light curtain gradually woke up. Looking at the wounded Jialuo, the Wen family members' eyes instantly turned red.
Old Mrs. Wen even fainted.
Wen Lingyue shouted loudly: "Lolo, go quickly, leave us alone!"
He struggled with the iron chain on his body. Even though the iron chain had made his wrist bleed, he still roared regardless of everything: "Lolo, as long as there is life, there is no shortage of firewood. Hurry up and leave!"
Grandpa Wen's eyes were also full of determination at this moment. He looked at Jia Luo with a sharp gaze and said loudly: "My dear granddaughter, people in my Wen family never fear life or death. Don't die in vain because of us. Go quickly, just consider it as a request from grandpa!"
Jia Luo listened to the cries of her family members, tears welled up in her eyes, but she never stopped walking, swinging the peach wood sword in her hand more and more desperately: "Grandpa, you wait for me, I will definitely save you!"
The eyes of Wen Yan and the others were red. They tried their best to break through the light curtain just to protect Jia Luo.
Seeing this, Lin Lan's face became even more proud. She changed her techniques and the attack of the magic vine became more fierce. From time to time, she sent out a few sharp spikes and shot them at Jia Luo's Wen family members: "Humph, since you don't know whether to live or die, then I will send these people to their death first, so that you can have a taste of despair!"
Jia Luo was horrified and turned around quickly, trying to block the spikes with her peach wood sword, but she was a step too slow.
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