"I heard that you established a clan in the Holy State and it is powerful?"
Ling Xiao's tone was joking, as if he wasn't surprised by what he saw.
A mere domestic slave with a foreign surname can decide his life or death with just one thought.
Moreover, this Huang Hong is still the lowest servant of the Ling family, several levels below him.
Of course, everyone can understand bragging, and Ling Xiao is not angry at all.
But the problem is, Huang Hong's bragging is so awesome that he can't stand it.
So he will be punished.
"Ancestor?"
At this time, Huang Qi was completely confused.
He never thought that the ancestor who was unattainable in his eyes and enjoyed the incense of the world would actually kneel down in front of a young man!!
Everyone looked at the calm-faced Master Ling Xiao, and for a moment they didn't know whether to kneel down or stand.
After all, people like Po Wan Mighty and Almighty are kneeling. Doesn’t it seem disrespectful for them to stand?
"thump!"
"thump!"
One after another, many powerful people knelt on the ground, not daring to show their anger.
"Since you are here, you can solve it yourself."
Ling Xiao stood up and walked straight past Huang Hong.
"I don't want anyone to know about my stay in Beihuang."
After saying that, Ling Xiao never looked at Huang Qi again, and directly took Ye Qingchan's hand and walked out of Zuixian Tower.
He believed that Huang Hong should know what to do.
Not to mention a Northern Wilderness family, even in the Holy State, if anyone dares to offend Master Ling Xiao, there will only be one end.
Genocide!
Ye Sheng and Feng Jiaoer, on the other hand, followed Ling Xiao and Ling Xiao with arrogant expressions, enjoying the admiration of the audience.
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"Ancestor..."
After Ling Xiao and others walked away, Huang Qi looked at Huang Hong with some fear as he gradually stood up in front of him.
For some reason, he actually felt a trace of twilight energy in his ancestor at this moment.
"You will not survive for your own sins. The Phoenix clan will be destroyed by your hands..."
Huang Hong closed his eyes, looking a little sad, then rolled up Huang Qi and disappeared into the void.
"Sir, is that powerful man who just broke the vanity really a slave in your house?"
On the streets of Qingfeng City, Ling Xiao led Ye Qingchan and wandered aimlessly.
Here, he could feel a real breath of fireworks.
Ordinary people don't know him at all, and even if ordinary monks have heard of his name, they have never seen his true face.
It's just that Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer are really beautiful, so they attract the attention of most people on the roadside.
"Well, most of the people who enter the Holy State from the Four Wastes will become slaves of the ancient clans. This is already a fate for them."
Ling Xiao nodded and smiled, his eyes gentle, completely different from the cold-blooded ruthlessness just now.
"good fortune?"
Ye Qingchan was stunned, how could it be a blessing to be a slave?
"Yes, but all those who step into the Holy State from the Four Wastes are like wild beasts in the mountains and forests. Whoever hunts them will belong to them. Many of them have become Dan slaves of the powerful, and sword slaves have even been refined into
A puppet will lose his freedom for life. Do you think it is a blessing to become a slave with a foreign surname?"
Ling Xiao smiled calmly.
He was not trying to scare Ye Qingchan with alarmist talk.
In fact, the darkness in Shengzhou is far more cruel than his few words.
In a world where the strong are respected, the weak, not to mention their dignity, even their lives do not belong to them.
There are many powerful people in the Holy State, and there are many ethnic groups, and there are many enemies between them.
Therefore, even those who are the most powerful must look at the almanac when they go out, so as not to accidentally be plotted by someone and fall.
"Ah? So the Holy State is so scary?"
Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer's pretty faces were stunned, obviously a little nervous.
"What do you think, and beautiful girls like you are often targeted by some old monsters, and if they are kidnapped, they will become cauldrons. Not only that, some psychopaths will also make girls into specimens, and then... hiss,
It’s so perverted.”
Ling Xiao shivered all over, and Ye Qingchan and Feng Jiaoer turned pale in fright.
"Sir...Sir, you will protect me, right?"
Ye Qingchan quickly hugged Ling Xiao's arm, and the softness on his chest made the latter unconsciously smile.
"Of course, in the Holy State, there is no one that my Ling family cannot protect. As long as you obey me, no one can hurt you."
"Thank you sir, you are the best."
Ye Qingchan pressed her face against Ling Xiao's body contentedly.
"Mr...Mr., what about me?"
Feng Jiaoer hesitated for a long time before she dared to ask.
"You? Let's talk about it later."
Ling Xiao calmly shook his head.
This Feng Jiaoer was really of no value to him.
The reason why he didn't refuse that day was because she had 50 points of luck.
Ling Xiao was just a little curious as to where a woman with mediocre qualifications like her got her luck.
Now Ling Xiao knows, it must be related to Ye Fan.
However, Ling Xiao didn't plan to drive her away now, because she was useful now.
"Um?"
Just as the four of them were walking along the street towards the center of the ancient city.
Among the crowd in the distance, there was suddenly a familiar wave that made Ling Xiao's face startled.
It was a figure shrouded in a black cloak, with only two eyes exposed. There was an extremely surging aura of the peak of the virtual spirit around him.
It was as if he had already stepped into the realm of awakening.
"This outfit...is a bit interesting."
Ling Xiao couldn't help but laugh. Just from the appearance, he felt that there was indeed something to this Ye Fan.
He carefully concealed his identity, and he must have been doing something shady.
"What is the method?"
Ling Xiao raised his feet and followed in the direction where Ye Fan left.
"What did the young master say?"
"Ah? It's nothing. I went out today and saw colorful clouds in the sky. Maybe something good will happen later."
Ling Xiao held Ye Qingchan's hand and followed Ye Fan to a remote market in the north of Qingcheng.
It's just that what is sold here is not extraordinary things, but all kinds of weird spiritual treasures and elixirs.
Knew it!
This kind of market is where the Son of Destiny should come.
Ling Xiao suddenly became excited. If this Ye Fan was the destined son he was looking for, then all that was left was to wait for him to go out and hunt for treasures for himself.
"Sir, why do you come to a place like this?"
Ye Qingchan's dark eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and she looked at the vendors setting up stalls around her with some confusion.
This kind of place is, to put it mildly, a place for monks to hunt for treasures.
To put it bluntly, it's just deceiving people.
And with a status like Ling Xiao's, he could give inherited artifacts to others at will, so how could he be interested in these scraps of metal?
Of course, Ling Xiao is not here to hunt for treasure.
He just wanted to see if Ye Fan could gain something here!
Soon, Ye Fan's figure stopped in front of a stall.
The owner of the stall was an old man with a white beard and slovenly clothes.
When the old man saw Ye Fan, his face was filled with disdain, and he lay on the chair without moving.