Chapter 3402: 4.1002 Injuries

Chapter 3402 4.1002 Injuries
Although the level is not high, it is enough to deal with most of the guards.
What's more, they are so densely packed that they give people a sense of fear.
Qiao Mu squeezed his mouth tightly and looked coldly at the Pangu clan. His voice was crisp and cold, like a clear spring dripping from a snow-capped mountain.
"Captain Jing, you come out."
Jing Linyao, who was being held in a tent, wiped her face anxiously for a the bed. After hearing the voice of Qiao Mu, her fingers were slightly subconscious.
A pair of eyes immediately burst into shock.
She rushed to the door of the tent, but saw the overwhelming sand scorpion crawling inside the clan. Some soldiers resisted, and she was immediately drawn into the sand scorpion group and drowned into pieces.
However, if they do not fight the sand scorpions, those sand scorpions will not go to bite people, but will drive Pangu soldiers and focus on an open space.
A guard at Jiaoqi Camp hurriedly came in, and said quickly, "Princess, it's not good, the enemy is coming in, what should we do now?"
Jing Linyao was already shocked to add.
She is very clear that the fastest flying beast from Longying City to the Pangu clan also takes seven or eight days.
The prince arrived within two days?
What's happening here!
She turned to glance at the motionless Jorin lying on the bed, and frowned fiercely.
Since the fire broke out that day, when Qiao Lin escaped and escaped, he was severely injured by a slap by Jing Yanyao.
He has been in a coma for two days.
She wanted to wake the girl up, but all the medicine was poured, but the effect was not great.
She even asked the witch doctor to come and show Joelin, and the answer was that she was more ferocious.
It can be seen how many hands Jing Jingyao had at that time!
After all, one is a little girl who has n’t even broken through the spiritual realm, and the other is a three-level god. The strength is very different.
Jing Linyao took a deep breath and turned to look at the soldier. "My father hasn't come to the clan."
The latter shook his head.
Jing Linyao quickly walked to the bed and reached out to help Qiao Lin.
Suddenly, the tent curtain was raised high and lowered down.
Jing Yanyao swiveled in front of her like a gust of storm, grabbed Qiao Lin's wrist, and shouted at the guards with earthy faces behind him, "pulling her out."
"Jing Yanyao, what are you doing?" Jing Linyao angrily rushed to her heart and hurriedly reached out to stop her.
If it weren't for this mindless person, how could such a death be done, wouldn't it hurt the entire ethnic group into such a situation.
"My business, you don't need to care."
"Yeah, yeah." Madam Jing Limeng ran into the tent in a panic, pointed to the sand outside, and said with a look of horror.
"Your good daughter has caught the sister of Princess Divine Concubine, and now someone is attacking her. She is still not convinced and wants to continue to die!"
Mrs. Jing looked at her daughter with a look of surprise, "Well, is it true?"
Her gaze fell on Xiaolin's sleeplessness on the bed, "Is she?"
"Mother, don't worry about this."
"How can the mother don't care. How many people do you want to let your waywardness kill?" Jing Qiyao followed in angrily, opened the tent, and let them look at the sand scorpions outside.
(End of this chapter)