Si Lin looked stern, obviously not understanding the meaning of Ling Xiao's words.
"I asked, was your brain eaten by a dog?"
Ling Xiao sneered, waved his hand, and directly took the paralyzed Sicong on the ground in his hand.
"Can this guy's arm be compared to my brother's arm? Si Lin, are you afraid you haven't figured out your identity?"
"Don't say it's just an arm. Even if I kill him today, so what? You slaves, the power of life and death lies with the Ling clan. Why, do you think your wings are stiff?"
"No...no...Master Lingxiao..."
Si Lin's face turned pale, and the resentment in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by fear.
Although Ling Xiao's words were unpleasant, what he said was actually not bad.
Aristocratic families like the Si family are basically slaves around the Ling clan. They can be killed or beaten, depending on the master's wishes.
However, what makes him a little strange is why Master Ling Xiao would take the initiative to protect that loser Ling Tian today?
"Humph, Si Lin, you'd better remember clearly that your Si family is just a dog raised by my Ling clan. If the Ling clan can raise you up, they can stew you and eat you and raise an obedient one.
With you, even on the martial arts stage, if you dare to attack my brother, you will definitely die."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Xiao suddenly grasped his hand and pinched Sicong's neck into two pieces.
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"I kill him now to give your Si family face, otherwise...he will not be the only one who dies today."
"Cong'er..."
Si Lin gritted his teeth, his whole body trembling slightly.
But in front of such a powerful Ling Xiao, he didn't dare to have any disobedience, for fear of causing a catastrophe of annihilation.
Originally, he could save Sicong's life as long as he took Sicong away honestly.
But he chose to commit suicide and wanted to get an explanation from Ling Tian...
You will not live if you do your own evil.
The entire martial arts arena was eerily silent.
Everyone looked at the young master Ling Xiao who was dressed in black and had a stern expression on his face, and they didn't dare to let out a fart.
This is the intimidation of the ancient master.
Absolutely domineering, absolutely brook no provocation!
Kill someone if they don't agree with you.
Even if I kill you, you can't resist, you have to respond to yourself, and you are honored to do so!
In recent years, the Si family has produced several strong men.
But compared to the behemoth of the Ling Clan, the gap is as small as the sky.
Compared to Ling Xiao, Young Master Ling's character is really a bit weak.
Of course, with Ling Xiao's character, he didn't bother to talk nonsense with these dog slaves. If he couldn't stand it, he would just kill them.
He was nagging so much at this time, just to... stimulate Ling Tian.
Sure enough, when Ling Tian looked at the black-clothed figure in front of him, his expression was also dull.
how come?
How could he stand up for himself?
From birth to now, my brother has humiliated me all the time.
Before he was ten years old, he was said to be a bastard, a bitch, and not a descendant of the Ling clan at all.
After the age of ten, it becomes more straightforward. You are a loser, a disgraceful waste, and you are not worthy of being a descendant of the Ling clan.
But today…
Why would he take the initiative to stand in front of him and support him?
conspiracy!
The cliff is a conspiracy!
Could it be that he saw the sword spirit he had just used, so he deliberately showed his kindness and wanted me to spare his life?
That must be the case!
Huh, Ling Xiao, do you really think you can make me forgive you with just a few words?
You are dreaming!
You came back just in time. This time, don’t go back to Wandao Demon Sect!
"Why are you still standing there? You are such a disgraceful piece of trash, why don't you follow me back to your clan?"
But just when Ling Tian was secretly resentful, that familiar sound of contempt and anger suddenly came to his ears.
"you!!"
Ling Tian's face turned pale, and he instinctively felt a little afraid.
The shadow left by Ling Xiao on him was too great. If he hadn't been careful and forbearing in the past few years, he would have been killed by him long ago.
But…
No, shouldn't Ling Xiao continue to please me?
How dare you humiliate me like this?
"What are you doing? As a son of the Ling clan, you are threatened by your own dog. It's really embarrassing."
Ling Xiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the center of the ancient city.
Ling Tian gritted his teeth and finally followed.
He wanted to see what tricks his good brother was up to.
As the two left, Si Lin slowly stood up from the ground.
He glanced at Sicong's body next to him, and there was a chill deep in his eyes.
"Master, we..."
"Take the young master's body and go back!"
Si Lin took a deep breath, turned around and disappeared.
"When did you come back?"
On the streets of Hantian Ancient City, the two brothers Ling Xiao walked side by side, attracting countless people around them to bow and salute.
However, at this time, many people had a trace of doubt in their hearts.
When can these two people walk together in peace?
Ling Xiao has always regarded Ling Tian as a shame, and it was not just a matter of a day or two for him to be squeezed and suppressed everywhere.
This is not a secret in Hantian Ancient City.
"Nothing big or little, not even called brother!"
Ling Xiao turned around and glared at Ling Tian, but he walked directly towards a fortune teller who was setting up a stall on the roadside.
"elder brother?"
Ling Tian was stunned for a moment.
In my impression, he hasn't shouted this word for seven years.
And on weekdays, what bothers Ling Xiao the most is that others say he is Ling Tian's brother.
"Come on, old man, tell me your fortune."
Ling Xiao sat in front of Lao Tao.
What was surprising was that the old man with a skinny face and a long white beard in front of him did not act too restrained.
It stands to reason that the monks who are making a living in this Hantian ancient city should feel frightened and humbled when they see the two young masters of the Ling family.
But he just nodded and pointed to the lottery pot next to him.
"Master, please cast your fortune first."
"You come first."
Ling Xiao handed the bamboo stick jar to Ling Tian. The latter frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything and shook out a bamboo stick from it.
"Young master, this is the lucky one. Although there are twists and turns in life, he can turn bad luck into good fortune. When encountering mountains, it will appear that he is destined to achieve the throne of the emperor."
The old Taoist glanced at the fortune teller and nodded with a smile.
Hearing this, a smile suddenly appeared on Ling Tian's lips.
It seems that this old Taoist has some good deeds, and he does have some twists and turns in his life, and they are all given by Ling Xiao's mother and son.
However, it was precisely because of the excavation of his Danhai that he awakened his Sword Vein Divine Body.
Now that he has understood the power of Taoism at the age of sixteen, even if he cannot cultivate spiritual power, as long as his sword body is perfect, he will eventually stand at the pinnacle of the Holy State.
"Sir, please."
The old Taoist put the lottery ticket back into the jar and handed it to Ling Xiao.
"Haha, achieve the throne?"
Ling Xiao smiled lightly and took out a bamboo stick.
"This, this, this..."
However, when the old man who looked detached just now saw the contents of the signature, his face instantly became extremely solemn.
"Master, this is a sign..."
"What's wrong?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
"If you are asked to say it, just say it quickly. Why bother?"
Ling Xiao frowned, but the old Taoist hesitated for a moment, and then he opened his mouth and said, "Young master, this sign indicates a great evil, the whole world is an enemy, there will be countless hardships in life, and you will always be worried about your life..."