At this moment, Cang Ming was covered with ferocious wounds all over his body, and more than half of the blood in his body had already been lost.

Hearing this, Cangming forced his extremely weak body, stretched out his palm and touched the little boy's head, and said with a smile:

"Well, we're going to be saved."

While saying this, Cangming couldn't help but look at the side, his eyes full of worry.

The woman lying there was his master Chen Hongxia, and her injuries were much worse than him!

"Save? I hope Ning Tianlin can do it."

Looking at the look that was quietly dimming in Uncle Master's eyes, the little boy gently wiped Uncle Master's face with his little hands.

"Uncle Master, don't worry, it will be fine."

"When the Zerg tribe wanted to destroy our Mo Yumen, they suddenly appeared and rescued us by the seniors on earth."

"You took us to the Black Hall and were attacked again on the way to the Black Hall. It was Uncle Ning Tianlin's subordinates, and the Black Hall generals rescued us."

"This time, Uncle Ning Tianlin will definitely be able to save Master Hongxia. We must believe him!"

The little boy comforted Cangming with a serious look on his face. In their hearts, Uncle Ning Tianlin was an omnipotent existence!

Whenever this name is mentioned, all children's eyes will bloom, with deep fanaticism and worship inside!

"Well, we have to believe him!"

Hearing this, Cang Ming smiled. As long as he knew, it was so miserable that he forced out the smile.

The Clan of the Air Counterattacked, coming in full force!

In the critical situation, these people were temporarily stored in the space ring by the black palace general because of their acquaintance with Ning Tianlin.

But who would have thought that in a great battle that day, the soldiers of the Black Palace led by the Black Palace generals were almost wiped out!

Finally, in order to successfully send the space ring back, one after another, the soldiers of the palace died tragically!

Thinking of the dangers again and again, Cangming's eyes couldn't help but turn red. The scenes that just entered the space ring seemed to have happened yesterday:

What they saw were a group of warriors, with all races!

"These people are prisoners of war in the Black Temple!"

Cang Ming and others instantly thought of this possibility from the hideous wounds on the other party's body and the painful and cruel eyes.

But they themselves were intact, but the other party was seriously injured and dying, and the hostile camps between the two sides were immediately formed!

Master Chen Hongxia and several elders in the sect are not only the Star Warriors, but also in their prime, and can suppress those warriors.

Considering that these prisoners of war in the Black Palace had other uses, Master Chen Hongxia did not kill him.

Although the atmosphere of confrontation between the two sides is tense and not relaxed every day, they can keep their relationship safe.

However, as time gradually progressed, Cang Ming and others had not yet waited for someone to open the space ring.

Before entering the space ring, they learned from the Black Palace general that the person who can open the space ring is the person they are looking for, Ning Tianlin!

But what they were waiting for was the injuries of these prisoners of war, which were constantly improving.

Fortunately, the warriors in the other camp were too messy, and no one wanted to attack Cang Ming and others in the first group.

Because whoever fights first means who dies first!

Until just now, the space ring was completely in chaos and the riot began. The elders in the sect fell one after another. Master Chen Hongxia tried her best to protect him and the children and suffered heavy damage!

Just as Cangming was about to withdraw his thoughts, a familiar but unfamiliar voice came in:

"Cangming, it turns out it's you."

Hearing this, Cangming trembled suddenly!

"He still remembers my name!"

Ning Tianlin, the strongest rising star in the universe, still remembers his Cangming's name, and Cangming was very excited!

Hurry!

At that moment, at his signal, all the children wiped their tears and walked out of the broken space ring with their eyes burning.

Step by step, we all walked towards the direction of Ning Tianlin, the God of War in their hearts!

Looking at these tattered clothes and the trembling Cangming, Chen Hongxia was held out with force.

Ning Tianlin couldn't help but sigh, and a ray of spiritual consciousness between his eyebrows quietly swept through a little boy's sea of ​​consciousness.

The movement was gentle, and in the blink of an eye, he realized the experience of Cang Ming and others. At that moment, his thoughts flashed.

Swish swish swish swish!

Suddenly, a stream of breath rushed out overwhelmed, instantly wrapping piles of blood and flesh on the ground.

All of them flew into the space ring at his fingertips, and even the rich bloody aura disappeared.

There was no trace of blood stains or a strand of wreckage around Ning Tianlin, which seemed clean.

"Uncle Ning Tianlin!"

At this time, the group of little boys had already arrived in front of Ning Tianlin. One of the older boys called Ning Tianlin with a nervous face.

Ning Tianlin nodded with a smile.

Seeing Ning Tianlin laughing, all the boys breathed a sigh of relief and immediately cheered and excited.

Immediately afterwards, hulala!

These little boys instantly knelt in front of Ning Tianlin, and said to Ning Tianlin with admiration:

"Uncle Ning Tianlin, I am Fei Yun, the elder of Moyu Sect. The sect was destroyed. Please take it in!"

As he said that, the little boy crawled on the ground, tears rustling down.

The master's sect was destroyed and in exile was definitely an indescribable pain for a little boy.

It's not just him.

Immediately afterwards, a series of tender voices resounded:

"Uncle Ning Tianlin, when I was selecting potential disciples of Mo Yumen, Jiang Wei, the number one among his age, please take Uncle Ning Tianlin in!"

"Uncle Ning Tianlin, I am Ling Kuo, a disciple of Mo Yu Sect, and I rank second!"

“…”

After a word, young figures crawled on the ground, each of them burst into tears!

Their master sect was destroyed. In just a short time, they were facing massacres and life and death several times!

Now, only Ning Tianlin can save them.

After looking at each other with Cang Ming, who was standing behind the boy, Ning Tianlin's eyes became more and more pity.

After moving his steps lightly, rubbing a little boy's head and wiped his tears drying, Ning Tianlin said with a burning look:

"Don't cry, kids!"

"From now on, this is your home, and everyone here will be your relatives!"

"Welcome, you guys go home!"

Home?

Listening to Ning Tianlin's words, tears couldn't help but burst into tears in the eyes of every little boy.

Their home is broken, their senior brother and sister are dead, and now Ning Tianlin is inviting them, and this is their relatives!

At this moment, every little boy cried even more. They had a home and a place they could stay!

At this time, standing behind the little boys, Cangming, who was pale-faced, had not spoken. He forced his weak body and said hoarsely:

"Senior Tianlin, Mo Yu Sect, Cangming, thank you for Mo Yu Sect!"

As he said that, Cangming, who was holding his master Chen Hongxia, nodded heavily towards Ning Tianlin to express his respect.

Hearing this, Ning Tianlin nodded with a smile in response:

"Cangming, you are too polite."

"The relationship between you and me was still there, so we don't have to see each other like this. It turns out that how we get along with each other is still the same now."

Ning Tianlin's kind and sincere smile was like a warm current, flowing through Cangming's heart:

"He is still like that, and he has not changed!"

"What has changed is only his straight-forward combat power and the turbulent cosmic pattern!"

After only a hundred years, Ning Tianlin, who was still acquainted with his peers, met again, but when he met his elders, it really made Cangming feel like he was a dream.

However, Cang Ming also knew that the word "predecessor" could definitely take responsibility with Ning Tianlin's current strength and status.

No matter how much he reduces his seniority, he will not suffer any loss. It is his honor to be able to stand in front of Ning Tianlin!

"senior!"

"Mo Yumen is gone, you are the only idol in the hearts of these children, the God of War!"
To be continued...