Xiaoling's face looked a little embarrassed, and her ears, which were like smoke, were covered with a layer of lovely pink.
But despite this, he still insisted on being stubborn: "Yes... yes, why don't I remember that I said these words?"
Fan Xi smiled and said: "Your memory is so bad, how can you remember it? However, since you dragged me back when I was five years old, you have not treated me as a slave, nor have you given me a slave status.
, instead you brought all your precious toys to share with me."
"..." Xiaoling looked far away.
Seeing his appearance, Fan Xi stopped teasing him and said, "Let's talk about business. What are you going to do about the battle with the Holy Fire Hall? Have you found a good teammate for the five-on-five event?"
Xiaoling shook her head and said, "I didn't think too much about it. I just wanted to torment that stinky girl. If it doesn't work, I'll just bring down the whole place by myself."
"That's not what you said. There are rules for fighting in the hall." Fan Xi smiled helplessly and said, "Lan Lei and Han Zhi are also in the Holy Water Hall. They have been serving you since childhood. Take them with you.
.Then randomly select two from the third generation disciples of Holy Water Hall."
"Yeah." Xiaoling responded casually, a little absent-mindedly.
He was still thinking in his mind, had he really said that to Fan Xi before?
Sure enough, my memory is really bad.
*.*.*.*.*.*
There was an air of solemnity in the main hall of the Holy Fire Hall. Six disciples were lined up from left to right in order of age, standing in the main hall.
On the high seat, Yan Xiang had a solemn look on his face, and his face was slightly unkind. Xiling Yunqin sat aside, with his usual gentle smile on his lips, but there was a hint of worry in his beautiful peach blossom eyes.
"I heard that you have enmity with Xiaoling, the second-generation disciple of Shengshui Hall, and there will be a battle in the Dawu Arena in a month?"
Yan Xiang's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his sharp gaze swept over the faces of the six disciples below one by one.
"Do you know what you are doing? Do you know the origin of Xiaoling?!"
The scolding sound, like a bell, resounded throughout the entire hall, causing everyone's eardrums to vibrate and their inner ears to buzz.
Master's cultivation has improved again.
"Reporting to Master, I don't know the origin of Xiaoling." As the senior brother, Fu Dong is always the first to speak up at such times, "But it is true that Xiaoling bullied the junior sister first and deliberately invited
The battle is behind us and we have to take it on."
"Oh? Then how did Xiaoling bully Luo'er?" The anger on Yan Xiang's face became lower and he took a deep breath.
Fu Dong reported the detailed situation to Yan Xiang.
"Bastard!" Yan Xiang yelled again after hearing this, "How dare you bully me, the Holy Fire Hall, even if you, Xiaoling, are the royal family of the Hai Clan, you can't bear it!"
"The royal family of the Sea Clan?" Ling Luo raised his head in surprise, "Isn't Xiaoling a shark?"
Yan Xiang snorted coldly and said: "Xiao Ling is the ninth son of the current King of the Sea. Since three thousand years ago, a clan of sharks suddenly appeared in the North Sea of the Underworld and unified the ocean. According to ancient documents handed down from ancient times, the sharks
It is possible that he is a descendant of the demon clan and has always been at odds with humans, and the relationship is very tense."
Descendants of demons?
This was the first time Ling Luo had heard of this statement.