When the Anling family heard the movement and rushed out, they just saw Wuda, the leader of the Jinwu tribe, roaring unwillingly and angrily.
Then, a red light flashed from his chest.
With a thud, his heart was stabbed out of his chest by a sword, flew into the air, and exploded directly.
Unable to utter a painful wail, he fell straight to the ground.
The dignified leader of the Golden Crow Tribe, the leader of the Dark Cloud Realm, died just like this? Died at the hands of a teenager
An Linghong and An Lingyao rubbed their eyes, they couldn't believe what they saw.
With a wave of Xi Weiwei's hand, Wu Da and the storage rings and storage bags of the Jinwu tribe's children were all collected in his hands.
Seeing the young man handing her a handful of loot in front of her, Xi Yue blinked in surprise, and refused, "Keep it for yourself?"
Unexpectedly, Unknown threw her a sentence, "It's just rubbish, if you don't want it, I will throw it away."
The members of the Anling family who were watching this scene were filled with indignation.
The people here are almost half of the elites of the Golden Crow Tribe, even the leaders. The storage utensils left by these people were actually called garbage by the young man.
Xi Yue also didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she reached out to take the storage ring from Wu Da when she met the boy's indifferent gaze, "If you don't want it, give the others to the Anling family, right?"
Unknown "oh", threw it casually, and sprinkled it in the direction of An Linghong.
The whole thing is the same as the goddess scattered flowers, without the slightest solemnity when giving it to Xi Yue.
But why would An Lingyao and the others care? Now that the Anling family has undergone major changes, and the resident has been destroyed, it is time for a large amount of materials to be rebuilt.
No matter how arrogant and rude Xi Weiwei's attitude is, they can only be grateful.
The entire Anling family was indescribably respectful and grateful for Xi Weiwei's attitude.
But only An Lingyao trembled when he saw Xi Weiwei, and hid behind Xi Yue like a frightened rabbit.
Xi Yue looked at An Linghong and said, "Next, what are your plans?"
When An Linghong heard this, a sad expression appeared on his face, and two lines of old tears rolled down from his eyes.
He had already heard from An Lingyan that Yun Mingkun, An Lingshuang, and their children all died, and the deaths were extremely miserable.
An Lingshuang is a well-known filial daughter of the Anling family. Although she is in a difficult situation, she has been helping the Anling family for more than 20 years. Now that they were murdered to death, not even two flesh and blood were left behind, how could this not make them sigh.
An Linghong wiped away his tears, and a firm look slowly flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Thank you two Mr. Xi for your kindness. If there weren't two of you today, our Anling family would have been doomed."
"Next, I plan to take Yan'er back to join the patriarch and the others. Since the way for the Lord of the Dark Cloud Realm to send Yan'er to the Yueyue Palace has been cut off, we can only think of other ways. But as long as Yan'er is still here, we will be safe. The hope of the Ling family is still there."
Xi Yue nodded and didn't say much.
Because they were worried that people from the Qinglei family would come after them, they tidied up and prepared to leave Tianluo City soon.
Xi Yue had just soared into the air, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, looked at the side courtyard in the corner of the Lord's Mansion, and frowned slightly.
"Master Xi, what's the matter?" An Lingyao asked nervously, could there be people from the Jinwu tribe lurking inside