Zi Yu Wanhua trembled uncontrollably because of fear, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes looked at Rong Ling's location in horror, his expression was like seeing a ghost, and he couldn't speak with his mouth open. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info [Latest Chapter Reading]

Shangguan Ming looked at Zi Ling Wanhua's shocked and frightened eyes, and his puzzled gaze also looked at Rong Ling.

"Is this a sickness?" Rong Ling sat up from his position, and quickly walked in front of Zi Lian Wanhua with a look of concern on his face.

Zi Wanhua's whole body trembled very much, and his mouth opened wide, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't speak.

"Let Wei'an come in and see him." On the side, Ximen Leng saw that Zi Liao Wanhua's situation was getting worse and worse, and frowned.

Rong Ling slowly straightened his eyes, glanced at Zi Lian Wanhua with eyes as calm as an ancient well, and nodded coldly at Ximen.

Zi Lian Wanhua suddenly fell ill, and the conversation had to end, and Shangguan Ming didn't have time to ask about Wen Xin and whether there would be sequelae after burning his soul.

Deep eyes looked at Rong Ling.

If he was not mistaken, Zi Yu Wanhua was afraid, what were he afraid of?

Are you afraid of Rong Ling?

Seeing Shangguan Ming looking at him, Rong Ling was deliberately stunned and said with a smile: "Something?" ”

Shangguan Ming shook his head at him, looking at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"It's rare to see you care about people." After speaking, Shangguan Ming glanced at Rong Ling again, his steps were very large, and he left the room in a few steps.

Wu Ling didn't blink, looking at Shangguan Ming's departing back, and the hands beside him were clenched into fists.

What did you mean by that, did you doubt him?

Zi Lian Wanhua didn't know what the illness was, and Wei An directly used aura to tidy up his body for him.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wei An Xiu's eyebrows were tightly locked, and she pursed her lips for a long time without speaking.

Slowly lowering Zi Wanhua's hand, her brow furrowed even deeper.

"I can't find a reason, he's in good health, he's not sick, he just can't speak." The people in the room were all stunned, and they just couldn't speak.

"What's this weird disease?" Simon asked coldly on the side, his eyes suddenly widened. said urgently: "Isn't it the same as Hao'er at the beginning, wasn't Hao'er also unable to speak at the beginning." ”

After Ximen Leng finished speaking, Shangguan Ming opened his mouth, and then looked at Rong Ling and closed his mouth. I didn't say anything about Ha'er's ability to speak.

Wei An nodded with a serious expression. "Yes, it's exactly the same as Hao'er's symptoms at the beginning, and he seems to have been frightened, if I hadn't treated him in time, he would probably have been scared to death."

Frightened. Everyone in the room was confused.

"Could it be that I didn't see a ghost alive, nothing happened in the house at that time, so I was frightened for some reason." Darkly couldn't figure it out, and asked with a frowning face.

This question hovered in everyone's hearts, and only Shangguan Ming had the answer in his heart.

Wei An stood up, hesitated and looked at Rong Ling.

"I know what you want to ask me, it wasn't my hand that Hao'er couldn't speak at the beginning, and I didn't have that ability yet." Rong Ling's face was unhappy, and he looked at Wei An with displeasure in his voice, blocking the words that Wei An was about to say in his throat.

Wei An's little face turned red. Hurry up and explain.

"I don't suspect that it was you who did it, I just want to know if you have a way to make him able to speak, and his current situation is that the six gods have lost five gods, and he can't even maintain the most ordinary sanity." Wei An suddenly paused, secretly took a deep breath and asked Rong Ling.

"Is there anything you can do to bring him to his senses?"

Hearing this, Rong Ling was not angry, he moved his eyes to Shangguan Ming and asked him. "Do you think I have a way, do you think I'm going to die and won't save me, or do you think I'm a flower god."

Looking at Rong Ling's injured and painful eyes, Shangguan Ming did not respond to him immediately. Instead, he asked him in a very shallow and faint voice.

"Hao'er really couldn't talk in the first place."

Hearing this, Rong Ling was stunned for a moment, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, his face was cold, and his voice laughed at himself: "Even you don't believe me." Just think whatever you like. ”

Rong Ling looked at the people in the room with a hurt expression. "Anyway, in your eyes, I was a god of flowers for a day, and I have been a god of flowers all my life, and I usually guard against me more or less, and now I tell you. It doesn't have to be like this, who do you think the god of flowers is, and what he wants to know, don't you know? ”

Rong Ling flicked his sleeves violently and left the room with a face like frost.

Looking at the back of Rong Ling leaving, Wen Xin touched Guan Ming with his hand with some uneasiness.

"Don't you have to chase him, if you don't believe him, he will definitely be sad."

Shangguan Ming grabbed Wen Xin's hand, and his big hand held her tightly.

"No, it's human nature for everyone to guard against him, time will tell." Shangguan said in a deep voice, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Rong Ling has never been a person who cares about others, his character is indifferent and even ruthless, and the life and death of others do not matter to him, but he showed a caring look to Zi Lian Wanhua in the study just now.

Zi Lian Wanhua watched him being scared like this again, which really made people have to doubt.

Shangguan Ming was not ready to persuade Rong Ling, and everyone acted as if nothing had happened.

In the morning, Zi Li's eyes were red, there were still tears on his face, and he broke into the courtyard with a long sword with an angry expression.

Seeing this, they hurriedly stopped the people.

There was a sound of swords colliding in the courtyard, and Wen Xin looked frightened.

"Did the god of flowers call?"

Wei An was drinking tea and couldn't help but squirt out the tea, seeing that Wen Xin was worried, she hurriedly replied: "You think too much, how could the flower god call." ”

If the god of flowers comes over like this, then he is not a god of flowers.

As soon as they left the room, Wen Xin and the others heard the voice of dark anger.

"What the hell are you crazy about today, are you sick?" Dark roared angrily, and with a pick of the long sword in his hand, the sword of the purple saliva thousand attacks suddenly flew out of his hand and flew into the air.

Dark One put away his sword with a cold face, and looked at the killing move when he came, and he made a ruthless and merciless purple saliva thousand attacks.

"What the hell is going on, can't you talk about something well, you have to do it." Obviously, everyone was fine yesterday, but I was secretly puzzled.

The long sword in Zi Li's hand was picked off, his eyes were full of terrifying bloodshots, and he looked at Shangguan Ming and the others, eager to skin them and eat them.

"Say it well, the hatred of killing my father is not shared, how can you let me say it well." Purple Saliva suddenly roared, and the standing body couldn't help but tremble, looking desperate and sad.

These people in front of him are all strong in martial arts, what must he do to avenge his father.

The revenge of killing his father, hearing the roar of Zi Li's thousand attacks, everyone was stunned.

"What kind of revenge for killing my father, your father was fine when we left yesterday, what's the matter?" Dark One withdrew his sword, looking puzzled.

Zi Saliva Qianyi looked at Dark One sadly and angrily, and his eyes moved from Dark One to Shangguan Ming, and said hatefully: "You don't pretend to be pretended, you don't know what to tell my father yesterday, stimulated him to get sick, this morning my father saw me, and after a few struggles, he left blood through seven holes, and died of anger." ”

Purple saliva Qian's eyes swept towards everyone in the courtyard like a poisonous snake, and his voice was sad. "You dare to say that my father's death has nothing to do with you, if you didn't kill my father, who else would there be."

"Hate only hates me for not being good at martial arts, and I can't kill you with my own hands to avenge my father." (To be continued.) )