Chapter 9: The Secret of Soul Eater

Suddenly, Ling Xiao looked stunned, how could he intuitively move his arm freely, especially his strength...

"Last night...!"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao felt incredible.

Suddenly, the stench was pungent again, and he was in a trance.

Raised his hand and sniffed his armpits, only to realize that the smoky smell was emitting from himself.

"This?"

Ling Xiao blinked his eyes a few times, but his mind was cloudy.

...

"Whoa!"

It was still dark, and the sound of water could be heard in the courtyard.

This woke up Ling Tianba and Cuiyun.

Ling Tianba got up from the couch and walked to the door.

When I opened it, I saw that in the courtyard, Xiao'er was holding a wooden barrel, and the scoop was splashing water against her body.

"Xiao'er, what are you doing, it's cold and cold, don't hurt yourself!"

Ling Tianba walked quickly, trying to stop Xiao'er.

"Dad, it's okay!"

Ling Xiao smiled, swished his nose, and smelled the stench on his body.

"Xiao'er, you are sick, hurry back to your room, don't cover your illness. ”

Ling Tianba hurriedly urged, for fear that Xiao'er would be seriously ill.

"Dad, you see Xiao'er's body is great!"

Ling Xiao said with a smile, and actually jumped up.

"Oh, Xiao'er, come into the house and change your clothes, so as not to get cold. ”

Ling Tianba saw that Xiao'er was naughty, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Xiao'er into the side room.

"Daddy!"

"Needless to say!"

Ling Tianba's face turned cold and said sternly.

Ling Xiao smiled bitterly and had no choice but to rely on his father.

Moment.

After Ling Xiao changed his clothes, he walked into the courtyard and saw smoke billowing above the stove room.

...

March passed.

Twenty years of Canglong Kingdom, the beginning of spring.

During this time, Ling Xiao went out early in the morning and returned home in the evening.

Seeing that there was no trace of Xiao'er all day, Ling Tianba and Cuiyun also pressed many times.

Helpless, Ling Xiao had no choice but to tell his parents to enjoy the scenery in the back mountain bamboo forest.

This made Ling Tianba shocked, the back mountain is an ominous place, where is the scenery to see?

At night, Ling Tianba discussed with Cuiyun, and after waiting for Xiao'er to go out early tomorrow morning, he would follow and take a look.

The next day was clear, the sky was just dawning, and after Ling Xiao got dressed, he hurriedly went out.

During this period of comprehension, he tried countless times, and finally figured out the mystery of "Soul Eater".

If you don't recite the mantra, you can't control yourself, like the walking dead.

And another...

Reciting the words, his mind is extremely clear, he is in control, and he can easily suck up the soul.

During this time, he stayed in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, and I don't know how many birds and beasts he sucked up.

And his physique is more robust, his strength is stronger than in the later stage of his previous strength, and he starts like a fly.

However, he wondered in his heart, how was his cultivation?

Standing in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, Ling Xiao looked at the verdant bamboo leaves, and the birds in the forest chirped happily.

Don't you know that danger is slowly approaching?

"Whew!"

Ling Xiao took a deep breath, suddenly closed his eyes, and listened with his ears pricked up.

Suddenly, he jumped into the air and flew into the air, his elegant figure like a sword shadow, flying towards the top of the five-zhang high bamboo forest.

"Tsk!"

"Chirp!"

Several birds sensed the danger approaching and immediately flapped their wings.

At this moment, Ling Xiao suddenly stretched out his right hand, like a large net covering several flying birds.

Several birds immediately screamed in horror: "Chirp!"

The chirp was tragic.

"Slim people, offer the soul of the gods, only I devour, nourish the soul, suck!"

The chanting trick fell, and a red star appeared in Ling Xiao's eyes, like an evil god.

"Tsk!"

Several flying birds were adsorbed in the palm of Ling Xiao's right palm.

With one breath, several birds died, and their bodies fell to the ground.

"Whew!"

Ling Xiao let out a long breath, and the red star with his eyes immediately dispersed, returning to his former calm.

"This?"

Ling Tianba, who was hiding in a bamboo forest, was dumbfounded and shocked.

I didn't expect that the young man standing at the top of the bamboo forest at this time, with fluttering clothes and jade trees in the wind, was actually his own son.

However, the few dead birds were in a terrible situation.

"Won't?"

Suddenly, Ling Tianba remembered that the thief who died in the village before March, could it be Xiao'er's doing?

"Then he's practicing evil skills?"

But I think otherwise, if it is an evil skill, the village will already be restless.

Ling Tianba couldn't figure it out, so he secretly went down the mountain to avoid being discovered by Xiao'er.

It's late in the evening.

Ling Xiao came back from the back mountain bamboo forest.

In the courtyard, Ling Tianba sat at the stone table, looking at Xiao'er with puzzled eyes.

"Xiao'er, tell your father about what you're doing during this time?"

Ling Xiao was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said after a pause: "Dad, I plan to leave the village tomorrow to find Yan'er." ”

"Huh?"

Ling Tianba was shocked, in the past few months, he couldn't let go of Yan'er in Xiao'er's heart, so he practiced martial arts hard in the bamboo forest in the back mountain, in order to go out of the village to find Yan'er!

"Xiao'er, our family's roots are the Ling family's knife technique, although it has been passed on to my father, it is already unbearable. Back then, the Ling family's sword technique caused a catastrophe in the rivers and lakes, and in order to avoid war, it fell like this and took root here. If you want to go, Dad won't stop you, but... Daddy wants to see what you're capable of?"

Ling Tianba's grief was overwhelming, and the past could not be mentioned, and it was mentioned to the sad place.

Ling Xiao looked at his father's thoughts, showing a look of pain, and hurriedly shouted, "Dad!"

"Xiao'er, if you want to get out of the village, show your skills!"

Ling Tianba stood up abruptly and said in a sonorous voice.

"Daddy!"

Ling Xiao never dared to do anything with his father, if he did, wouldn't it be unfilial?

"Xiao'er, take out your manly spirit, as long as you pass the dad's pass, you go out tomorrow, and your dad has nothing to say. ”

Seeing Xiao'er's hesitation, Ling Tianba naturally knew what my son was worried about.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's heart was ready to move, so as long as he defeated his father, he would be able to leave the village tomorrow.

"Dad, I'll get you a knife!"

Ling Xiao bowed, and after speaking, he walked into the wing.

After a few breaths, Ling Xiao stood in the middle of the courtyard with a meniscus knife in his hand.

"Dad, take the knife!"

Ling Xiao threw the crescent knife in his hand towards his father.

Ling Tianba's face showed joy, and he reached out to catch the Meniscus Knife.

"Choke!"

Ling Tianba slowly pulled it out, shaped like a crescent moon, with a sharp knife edge, Ba revealed a cold aura, as if he hadn't drunk blood for a long time.

"Xiao'er, come on!"

Ling Tianba raised his head sharply and shouted at Xiao'er.

"Dad, I'm going to make a move!"

A wicked smile flashed on Ling Xiao's face, and as soon as the words fell, his body moved violently, and he rushed towards his father with his bare hands.

"The first style of the Ling family's knife technique, the Flowing Wind and Sky Dance!"

The meniscus knife in Ling Tianba's hand was like a white snake spitting out a letter, hissing through the wind, and the sword light dragged the shadow of the knife inch by inch, quickly slashing towards Ling Xiao.

For the Ling family's knife technique, Ling Xiao is naturally familiar with it, but the main reason for the "Flowing Wind Sky Dance" is that the knife speed is too fast, and he is dazzled when he looks at it.

Moreover, this knife is even more lifelike and cannot be cracked under the wielding of his father.

Without hesitation, Ling Xiao's figure shook and dodged to the left.

"Huh?"

Seeing Xiao'er dodge the chopping knife, Ling Tianba was overjoyed, but he didn't reveal it.