Ling Ziying and Ling Yue are twins, they look very similar, and they are among the top five handsome men in Yingyang City.
He has red lips and white teeth, beautiful eyes and clear eyebrows. There is no heroic spirit between his eyebrows, and he looks more like a pretty boy. Ling Ziying is sixteen years old, a Mu Yuan sixth level warrior, and is slightly stronger than Ling Yue.
But compared to this grandson of the main lineage, General Ling Zhan seems to be more focused on the eldest grandson Ling Zichang who is a branch of the third elder.
Ling Zichang is eighteen years old and is the most talented person among the descendants of the Ling family. He was already an eighth-level martial artist when he was sixteen years old. Now he has reached the ninth level and is working hard to cultivate and hit the threshold of a martial artist.
Ling Zhan General Ling went out to fight without his grandson Ling Ziying or his son Ling Nie, but only with his branch Ling Zichang.
As for the direct grandson Ling Ziying, he could only stay in the Ling Mansion and go out for shopping and play with the children of the princes and nobles.
Tonight, he was playing late in the Flower Street and Willow Alley outside. As soon as he came back, he noticed the movement in Yuling Pavilion and hurriedly called a group of guards.
Ling Ziying looked at Ling Luo with a stern expression: "What happened to the monster above Yuling Pavilion just now?"
"Warcraft? What Warcraft? I didn't see it." Ling Luo started to act stupid.
Ling Ziying was aggressive, with a blazing light in his eyes, and said, "But I saw it clearly. It was a ferocious big black eagle with wings as long as nine feet. Where is it?"
Ling Luo knew that this brother had always wanted to get a magical beast and show off in front of all the friends, but he did not dare to go to the Moyun Mountains alone.
"You're wrong." Ling Luo frowned slightly, "Even if there really was any magical beast, it would have flown away long ago."
A look of unwillingness flashed across Ling Ziying's face, and his eyes turned around, finally landing on the black feather on Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder, with a greedy smile on his face: "This eagle is good, the hair on its forehead is golden
Yes, the eyes are also golden, I like it very much."
Saying that he was going to grab it with his hands, Xuanyuan Yu's eyes darkened slightly and he took a step back calmly, while secretly comforting Hei Yu who had already revealed a fierce look on his face.
"Young Master, this is Yu's pet, please don't take away others' love." Xuanyuan Yu's voice was polite and indifferent.
Ling Ziying frowned, with a look of displeasure on his face, and said: "You are just a servant brought into the house by Third Sister. It is said that you were a beggar before. You are just a black hawk thanks to the favor of our Ling Mansion.
, Master, I like it, you have to get it!"
A cold look flashed in Xuanyuan Yu's eyes, and he lowered his head slightly, not wanting the other party to see his expression at this moment.
"Yu is mine, and Black Eagle is also his. What the eldest brother is doing is a bit too domineering." Ling Luo took a step forward and stared directly at Ling Ziying's face, his tone was not polite at all, "
If the eldest brother had given Sister Yue the spare money of one thousand taels, it would have been enough to buy a hundred of these black eagles."
Ling Ziying's face became more and more ugly, and she said angrily: "Is this how you talk to your eldest brother?"
Ling Luo glanced at Ling Ziying lightly and said, "Luo'er really can't see how my eldest brother acts like an elder brother. He's even stronger than a servant, so why should he be so shameless?"
"You..." Ling Ziying's face turned blue and white, and the corners of her lips trembled slightly, she was so angry, "Yue'er is right, you are indeed a cheap girl, ungrateful and uneducated!"