Chapter 65: Leaving the Road and Encountering the Black Crow
"Ahem...hehehehehe..."
Ling Fei, the second head of the Ling family who was knocked down by Ling Qingzhu, was almost dead even if he was not dead. His cervical spine was crushed by the sudden burst of pressure from the blow, and he could only make some meaningless sounds now.
Ling Qingzhu no longer wasted any more attention here, stepped directly over Ling Fei, and said to Ling Yao who was stunned in front: "Let's keep walking."
"Well, come with me."
Now Ling Yao no longer thinks of Ling Qingzhu as a younger girl, and is even slightly afraid.
Ling Yao's cultivation is at the middle stage of the ninth level of Juyuan Realm, while Ling Fei's cultivation level is almost the same as him, at the early stage of the ninth level of Juyuan Realm. However, not only was he dodged during the sneak attack, but he was also beaten by Ling Qingzhu like this.
The move was useless and the speed of the move was not even visible to him, which was enough to illustrate the difference in strength.
What made him even more uneasy was Ling Qingzhu's attitude. From her ruthless behavior, it could be seen that she would never show mercy to the Ling family.
Not long after, Ling Qingzhu followed Ling Yao to the Ling Family Ancestral Hall.
There are many wooden plaques erected in the ancestral hall, arranged from generation to generation. Some with white silk ribbons represent those who have passed away.
The last generation of the Ling family has a lot of people, but as a direct bloodline, it must be in the center. Ling Qingzhu easily found Ling Xue's wooden sign.
"The jade slips are intact, and the wooden sign is not hung with white silk, which is okay." Ling Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.
Of course, Ling Yao, who came in together, didn't know the purpose of Ling Qingzhu's trip. He thought that Ling Qingzhu just came to the ancestral hall to pay homage to his parents.
Without staying long, after seeing that Ling Xue's jade slip was safe and sound, Ling Qingzhu turned around and left the ancestral hall, heading towards the yard where she had lived for fourteen years.
His father Ling Yunzhi was buried in the mouth of a monster, and his mother Lu Yun'er's body was not in the Ling family. There was no point in paying homage to his parents at the Ling family.
I was moved by the scene, looking at the courtyard that I had lived in for fourteen years. Almost every inch of the land here was filled with Ling Qingzhu's memories.
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Twelve years ago.
"Baby girl, look at the toys my father made for you."
"Hey, what kind of toys are these? How dangerous is it for girls to play with them?"
Ling Yunzhi, who stood tall and had a majestic face, was scolded by a beautiful woman holding a little girl with a small wooden sword in an awkward tone.
"Who says girls can't play swordsman? My daughter is destined to be a heroine in the future. You see she has agreed." Ling Yunzhi retorted arrogantly.
At this time, the little girl in the beautiful woman's arms was looking at the small wooden sword in Ling Yunzhi's hand without blinking. Although there were very ugly scars and birthmarks on her face, her skin was white and tender, and her eyes were big and bright. She seemed to be smiling.
Light.
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ten years ago.
The little girl has grown up, but the beauty's appearance has hardly changed.
Seeing the little girl crying, the beautiful woman felt distressed and comforted her: "If Qingzhu doesn't cry, since we can't practice, we won't practice. Don't you think mother is also practicing?"
eight years ago.
"Qingzhu, ahem, this is your dowry when you grow up. My mother has left it here for you. You have to remember it, but don't tell anyone!"
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Ling Qingzhu walked to a corner of the room, opened the hidden compartment, and looked at the so-called dowry money. Ling Qingzhu let out a long breath.
Although I haven't been back for two years, this yard is very clean, even cleaner than where Ling Qingzhu and Lu Yun'er lived. It can be seen that someone is cleaning it frequently.
Lotuses sprouted step by step under Ling Qingzhu's feet, and the gray lotuses formed by different fires bloomed from the first to fully blooming, dotting the place behind them, and burning with raging flames.
The past is gone and can never come back.
Although those fond memories will fade sooner or later like yellowing scrolls, before that day comes, Ling Qingzhu doesn't want anyone to tarnish this beauty.
Ling Qingzhu walked every inch of the courtyard, and the beautiful memories related to it reappeared one after another, until she walked out of the courtyard after walking everywhere.
"Thank you. For the sake of preserving this courtyard, apart from me and Xiaoxue, you can choose one of the Ling family bloodline to live on. I won't kill him."
Behind him was an "endless sea of flowers" with gray lotuses blooming. Ling Qingzhu looked calm and spoke indifferently to an old man who came over.
"Is there no room for change?" the old man asked.
"If my mother had not died..."
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Looking at Ling Qingzhu's thin figure slowly leaving, Ling Xiao, the Jue Long Hou, spat out a mouthful of blood, his hair turned white, and his straight back also bent.
Although it was just a short exchange of moves, and neither of them even used their full strength, there was no doubt that he lost the marriage.
The reason why he is still alive now is just because the five-year deadline has not yet come, and Ling Qingzhu has no murderous intentions.
However, when the deadline comes, no one in the Ling family will be able to avoid the fate of death.
There are less than three years left, and this is the period during which Ling Xiao must consider which of the Ling family's children will survive.
Until they left Shoutai City, although Ling Qingzhu could sense that someone was trying to make a move in the dark, no one had the courage to take action.
After leaving the city, a few drops of dazzling red blood began to drip slowly from under Ling Qingzhu's mask.
Ling Qingzhu won the battle with Ling Xiao, but it was not a complete victory.
Ling Qingzhu's current state is indeed his shortcoming. When he performs a move of Taixu Prisoner's Palm, not only is 80% of the energy reserves in his body that exceeds 80 times the normal amount instantly consumed by one move, but he is also defeated by the power of this move because of his lack of conditions.
Counterattack.
However, this injury is nothing to her. Even if she is only an entry-level undefeated warrior, she should be able to recover in a few days.
Besides, Ling Qingzhu is not the kind of pedantic person who insists on saving face and suffering. If she encounters danger, she will call over He Wenlong, an emperor-level thug, in time.
"The purpose of this trip has been achieved. Let's go to Tianhai County to recuperate." Ling Qingzhu thought in his heart.
Ling Qingzhu found an inn and bought two wildebeests and a carriage. Then she got into the carriage and took out the yuan stones in the space ring and began to absorb and refine them.
One month later, black desert.
In a lonely carriage pulled by two horned horses, Ling Qingzhu, who was absorbing Yuan Stone for cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes, stopped the fast-moving carriage and said: "Come out, I have been here since I entered the black desert.
After following me for half a month, my patience has been exhausted."
As Ling Qingzhu finished speaking, a group of black crows suddenly gathered together and became one person, screaming wildly.
This man bowed slightly to Ling Qingzhu and said: "As expected of the leader behind the Merchant Alliance, he was actually discovered at the very beginning. I am the Black Crow of the Wu Sect."