The tip of the liver and gallbladder sword has been pointed at Qiu and Ling.
If there is an arrow on the string, it is ready to go.
Just when Ling Li was about to break the last lifeline, a shrill voice suddenly rang out: "Ling Lang, please don't die, please! You don't want this child to be born without a father, right?! "
The person who shouted was none other than Yan Shuang, the only daughter of Yan Qiang, the fourth leader of the Condor Alliance.
Ling Li, who had not yet drawn his sword, was suddenly startled, raised his head and looked up, and asked: "What..."
Yan Shuang jumped down from the eagle's back, her colorful skirt fluttering, and she was at Ling Li's side in a blink of an eye.
After arriving on the ground, she hugged her husband and couldn't help but feel sad when she looked at Ling Li's bleak situation.
Yan Shuang cried loudly: "Ling Lang, I already have your flesh and blood in my belly. Please, even if it's for this child, don't fight me anymore!"
His sharp body began to tremble slightly, his heart dropped sharply, and his sword-holding arms dropped, "Shuang'er, you..."
"I know, I know how hard you have worked over the past twelve years, and I know how much you want to beat Qiu Jin."
Yan Shuang said sadly, "But there is still a chance. As long as you are alive, you still have a chance to win. If you die here, you will have nothing!"
"But... your father's hatred..."
Ling Li lowered his head and said softly.
"Two years ago, my father passed on the position of alliance leader to you because he trusted you! If you die like this, the Condor Eagles will be leaderless and will become a mass of sand. Do you think you are worthy of my father? ?!”
Yan Shuang knelt on the ground, put her hands on Qian's shoulders, looked directly at her husband, and shouted: "I have been married to you for thirteen years, and you left me like this. Are you worthy of me?!"
"Shuang'er, I..."
Ling Li slowly raised his head, looking at his wife with sadness in his eyes.
"If you die, the child in my belly will be born without a biological father. Are you worthy of this child?!"
After hearing these words from his beloved wife, Ling Li suddenly remembered his own life experience.
He lost his father and mother at the age of sixteen, adopted Yan Qiang as his adopted son at the age of twenty-five, met and fell in love with Yan Shuang at the age of twenty-six, and got married at the age of twenty-seven.
At the age of thirty-eight, he succeeded as the fifth leader of the Condor League.
Over the past twenty years, I have received too much favor from the father and daughter named Yan.
Home.
Ling Li's ability to have a family today is inseparable from their kindness.
Since you have received great kindness, you should repay it.
Ling Li is now over forty years old. He is at an age where he is not confused. How could he not know that once he dies, the condors and his "family" will lose their backbone at the same time?
If he hadn't been completely blinded by the obsession of "revenge", he would never have made such a reckless move!
Li Li is like an old sheep with dim eyes, running wildly on the dark cross-road without caring.
And Yan Shuang's scolding was like a guiding light, bringing this desperate old sheep back on track.
He stared at his beloved wife sharply, his lips trembled, and he whispered: "Yes, as long as you don't die, there is always a chance..."
"Yes, Ling Lang, you have figured it out!"
Yan Shuang exclaimed with great joy, "If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. Didn't you always say these words when you fought in the past? So what if you lose? You can win again next time." Wouldn’t that be great?”
Ling Li nodded and said "Yeah", "I was too reckless just now and almost made a big mistake! I'm sorry, Shuang'er."
"Ling Lang, you don't need to apologize to me."
Yan Shuang stretched out her arms to hug him, and said softly: "You are the most motivated and strongest man I have ever seen in my life. The Eagles cannot live without you, and I cannot live without you. This is in my belly." My child, I cannot live without you."
"Shuang'er, thank you."
This was the first time in his life that this fierce man from the northwest, who had never been pretentious, said these three words to his beloved wife Yan Shuang.
After thanking his wife, he raised his head and said to his old enemy Qiu Jin, "Qiu Jin, I lost to you again in this battle today."
Qiu Jin did not comment, but smiled, clapped his hands, and said loudly: "Fei Ren, please come out and get to know my brother Ling."
After finishing speaking, a group of green shadows flew out from the Lock of Lihen.
Very quickly, he transformed into a guy with green light all over his body.
The "man" bowed to Ling Li, knew etiquette very well, and said loudly: "I'm a Fei, I'm not a Fei, I'm a gentleman."
"Fei Ren, this is the first time I've heard someone use the term 'gentleman' to describe themselves."
Qiu Jin laughed loudly, "Brother Ling, this green friend of mine is a spiritual body that has been cultivated on jadeite for thousands of years in the mountains. Normally, he lives in this lock around my neck. Just now I was Relying on his spiritual power and the help of my brother Ling, who is your 'family', I was able to barely block your two swords."
Qing Pao Ke also made a standard fist-holding salute, "I'm Ling Zhen, I've met Leader Ling."
Qiu Jin smiled heartily and continued to face Ling Li: "This time, I shamelessly fought three against one. It is really unfair. So in this battle, Brother Ling, you win!"
The leaders of the Condor Alliance shook their heads fiercely and laughed at themselves: "Qiu Jin, do you see how embarrassed I am? Look at you again. There is not even the slightest visible injury on your body. In this battle, if I If I say I won, I’m afraid no one will believe it..."
Qiu Jin thought for a while and said with a smile: "Then it doesn't count as you winning, nor does it count as me winning. It counts as a draw. Let's make an appointment for three more fights. How about that?"
A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Li's mouth, and he immediately said the word "good" and said loudly: "I, Ling Li, lost the first battle and drew the second battle. In the third battle, I will definitely defeat you Qiu Jin with my own hands!"
At this moment, Ye Yiran, who had red hair, blue eyes and a white robe, hurried over and stood next to Qiu Jin. He looked up and down at the yellow-haired man in front of him. After confirming that his body was basically fine, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. .
Ling Zhen has sheathed his sword.
In this regard, the green robe looked in his eyes, but he just smiled and said nothing.
After being impressed by Ye Yiran's good look, Qiu Jin raised his eyebrows and said impatiently: "Are you looking at the monkey so carefully? Brother Qiu, I'm fine, I don't have any hairs... I'm just missing a few hairs. That’s all.”
Ye Yiran stared at this guy named Qiu, his lips trembled slightly, and he stopped talking.
Qiu Jin was extremely smart after all, and he understood immediately. His heart became clear, and he bent down, leaned over and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Red-haired monster, are you worried about me? You're afraid that I've been seriously injured and may die soon..."
Before the lazy man could finish his words, Ye Yiran punched Qiu Jin in the stomach. After punching him, he still said angrily: "Bah, who is worried about you bastard?! I am I want to confirm whether you can still fight. If you can't fight, I can take advantage of your illness to take your life and kill you without any effort! This is called 'it would be a fool not to take advantage of it'."
Qiu Jin, who was extremely weak and exhausted due to the depletion of his internal energy, coughed a few times after receiving the punch, and while rubbing his belly, he murmured: "Don't feed this red-haired monster too much. , Why is my strength increasing faster and faster..."
Ling Zhen smiled and said: "Miss Ye's progress is really not small."
