Jiang Xiaomiao thanked Ling Yueqing for her good sister, and seeing that the time to meet was coming to an end, Ling Yueqing stuffed a storage bag into Jiang Xiaomiao, and said, "Is the person who helped you deliver the letter your own person?" In the future, it will be difficult for our sisters to see each other, and we will rely on a reliable person to deliver the news. You will have someone to take care of the things of the world. And if you want to fight in the future, you must send a letter, and my sister will try to find someone to intercede and not let you go to the battlefield. After 10 years, you'll be free. ”

Jiang Xiaomiao nodded and agreed, and explained the situation of Zhao Dajiang and the others one by one. After listening to and thinking about it, Ling Yueqing promised to arrange it tomorrow, and the two sisters said goodbye.

Jiang Xiaomiao put away the storage bag, and Ling Yueqing hurriedly left, but before leaving, she said to Jiang Xiaomiao: "Tianzhu, you go and light a memorial lamp for your father, but you have never seen your father since you were born." ”

Ling Yueqing's words immediately touched the heart of the charcoal spirit, Jiang Xiaomiao felt that there was no need to deliberately suppress such a thing, after all, Ling Xiong was also his life-saving benefactor. Jiang Xiaomiao began to climb to the top of the tower with a sad feeling, the tower of rise and fall has a total of nine floors, Ling Xiong as the god of war who went to the outer land to fight and died, his mourning hall is set on the seventh floor.

As a god of war destined to be admired by future generations, each god of war will leave a trace of loyalty and a small amount of essence blood in the tower of rise and fall, and his heirs can see the face of their ancestors by lighting the memorial lamp through the bloodline, but the face should be the same as the person's appearance when he won the title of god of war. Jiang Xiaomiao had never seen Ling Xiong, and the charcoal spirit also wanted to see Ling Xiong, so this memorial lamp had to be lit.

Jiang Xiaomiao went up the seven-story pagoda according to the method taught by Ling Yueqing, put her hand on the sacrificial table in front of the door, and soon her hand turned red, and then a path appeared in front of her, and she walked straight down and saw a spiritual platform with a basket-shaped lamp on it, and a silver sword on the side.

Piercing his fingers with a silver sword poured blood on the memorial lamp, and gradually the memorial lamp became brighter, and Jiang Xiaomiao knelt on the ground and waited for Ling Xiong's loyal soul to appear. Ling Xiong's loyal soul was also startled when he was awakened by the memorial lamp, he had seen his father, younger brother and himself worship his grandfather and the memorial lamp lit by the ancestors, and none of them could match the brightness of this lamp.

The brightness of the memorial lamp is also a way to let the deceased know the strength of the heir from a certain angle, and Ling Xiong's loyal soul can't help but be happy, has there been a genius among his heirs?

When Ling Xiong's loyal soul saw a girl kneeling in front of him, he was completely disappointed. No matter how amazing the talent is, it is a girl kneeling in front of her, does God really want to let the Ling family decline? Ling Xiong himself used the secret technique to superimpose the bloodline supernatural power of his own brother who died in battle on himself, so that it was difficult to obtain the title of God of War. Now God has made a joke with the Ling family again, adding such a talent to a girl, even if this girl is a descendant, she will not be able to inherit the great cause of the Ling family.

Jiang Xiaomiao watched the image of a young male cultivator appear, with a handsome face, but why was his face full of grievances? For Mao, the person who sees himself with such an expression? Jiang Xiaomiao thought so, but the charcoal essence was excited, it took control of the body, knelt on the ground and said: "Daddy, I am Ling Tianzhu, I was only born when you were trapped in the Fang Long Realm, I am very happy to see Daddy today." Daddy, don't worry, I will definitely go to win the title of God of War to comfort your soul in the sky. ”

Ling Xiong's loyal soul shook his head, he couldn't say anything, because the loyal souls in the Tower of Rise and Death couldn't speak, even if he heard Ling Tianzhu's prayer, he still had a sad face, which made Jiang Xiaomiao very annoyed, she simply controlled her body and stood up, and said very firmly to Ling Xiong's loyal soul: "Why can't a woman be a god of war?" I tell you, my world is full of great female generals, queens and queens, and women can do what men can do. Although there are many fewer powerful women than men, their abilities are definitely not inferior to men. I tell you, I will definitely get the title of God of War, otherwise I will not have the opportunity to find the inheritance of my master, you wait, I will definitely wear the armor of the God of War to meet you again! ”

After Jiang Xiaomiao said this, she immediately stood up and said goodbye to Ling Xiong's loyal soul, and then she strode out of the seventh-story tower with her head held high, joking, although she Jiang Xiaomiao was not a feminist, she could not tolerate being so underestimated by a male-dominated society.

When Jiang Xiaomiao came out, he happened to meet the five young masters sent by the God of War family to pay tribute to Ling Xiong, and they were all stunned by the oxygen girl in front of them.

Not to mention that Xue Jiaojiao's appearance is originally relatively superior, Jiang Xiaomiao's good posture cultivated by long-term training is that Jiang Xiaomiao's temperament and dress are completely different from other aristocratic women in this continent. She wore a white dress in order to pay tribute to Ling Xiong, and her long fluttering hair was only tied with a purple ribbon at the end of the hair, coupled with a stubborn expression of not admitting defeat in her sadness, which would really make men very protective.

Seeing the five stunned teenagers, Jiang Xiaomiao didn't expect that she had "seduced" the teenagers, and she thought that these boys looked down on her as a woman and dared to come to the Tower of Rise and Fall to light the memorial lamp.

Jiang Xiaomiao pursed her lips, made a ghost horse expression at the five teenagers and hurriedly ran away, making Wang Kewei, one of the five young masters, a little anxious, and had the urge to chase down.

Zhu Guangfu grabbed Wang Kewei and said: "Don't chase it, the girl who can go up to the seven-story tower to point the memorial lamp must be the descendant of the God of War family, even if it is a fairy-like character, what can you do?" It is strictly forbidden to intermarry between the bloodlines of our eight families, and no matter how much you like it, you can't marry back. ”

When he said this, Wang Kewei was as depressed as a frosted eggplant, and he didn't care about being broken, but said to himself: "That girl should be one of Ling Xiong's daughters, she looks so good, I have never seen such a girl, if she is not the daughter of the God of War family, I will definitely chase her, otherwise I will regret it for life." ”

Hearing Wang Kewei say this, Zhang Junxian, who had the same thoughts, also lowered his head embarrassedly, he, a little boy whose biggest hobby is to be a foodie, was also illuminated by the light of the god of love for the first time just now, definitely for the first time in his life. In order to commemorate and mourn his first heartbeat and loss of love, he said directly: "After worshipping the Lingxiong God of War, I invite everyone to Chengfeng Tower for a meal." (To be continued.) )