On the way back, there was still silence in the carriage, but at this time, Zongtian no longer had to worry about the embarrassment caused by the silence. At this time, Xiao Jiu looked out the window silently, and the soul creation had already escaped into Zongtian's body, even Yang Ling didn't seem to be able to say anything strange at this time.

A person in silence is always active in his thoughts, but even if he racks his brains and can't think of a word of comfort, what he can give to the soul is a quiet space at this time.

The return trip that was also not far away could be regarded as saving Zongtian, and after getting out of the dull carriage, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Returning to the location of the Spirit King again, Yang Ling and Zongtian naturally walked towards the building as a matter of course, while Xiao Jiu was going in a different direction.

Zong Tianyi raised his hand and wanted to stop Xiao Jiu, but when he wanted to open his mouth, he found that he was not very suitable for doing this.

"What?" So Zongtian had no choice but to pull Yang Ling beside him.

"Don't you need to find out with the Spirit King?" While saying this, Zongtian gestured in the direction of Xiao Jiu.

"Are you sure?" Yang Ling raised his eyebrows, "Probably not." ”

"How can it be?" Looking at Xiao Jiu's figure gradually moving away, Zong Tian couldn't help but get anxious.

"I understand what you mean, but you want Xiao Jiu to ask your mother, do you really want to die? So what kind of answer are you looking forward to? ”

Zongtian's excitement instantly fell below the freezing point, yes, what could he expect? Did the Spirit King directly deny Shuanglian's words? But even if such an incredible thing really happened, it was hard to guarantee that it was not a lie told by the Spirit King for the sake of the child. An incomprehensible reality thus tightly bound the heavens, and at this time he was like the soul that was silent in his body.

"Why are you so nervous? It's not your family's business. ”

"You ......"

Although Yang Ling's words were really a little impersonal, just when Zong Tian just wanted to refute, the sudden disappearance of the sense of restraint made him unable to continue to be angry.

"You're right, right?" There is not much sense of decadence, and Zongtian at this time is more like calming down.

Zongtian's performance at this time should surprise the discerning person, after all, Zongtian's age can also be called a teenager, maybe a teenager who is a little older, but the difference between teenagers is just a layer of paper, and paranoia is probably one of their common denominators.

After experiencing such a thing, the average young person will continue to be angry, they will hate the person who tells the truth, they will hate themselves, they will hate themselves for being such a realistic person, they will hate themselves for not having the perfection in their hearts. However, these are a bit redundant for Zongtian, who has experienced a lot, at this time he just slowly cheered up, and then helped the soul to solve this matter. Sure enough, this is a better care than those empty comforts.

"Is Lao Yang interested in solving this matter?" Zongtian seems to have completely returned to its usual appearance, and Yang Ling has heard such a title for a long time.

"Okay, it's a bit of a hassle." Yang Ling shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "After all, it's not appropriate to pat your ass and leave like this." ”

Maybe this is Yang Ling's unique way of doing things, after all, he is a person who doesn't like to socialize very much. But even so, after hearing this kind of straightforward and annoying remarks, it still won't affect Zongtian to roll his eyes full of friendliness.

At this time, Zongtian was ready to fight a protracted battle in Lingcheng, but he never thought that this long-lasting battle would last so long. However, although the future seems to be doomed, Zongtian is still only optimistic without hesitation.

Now that she is ready for a protracted battle, Zongtian naturally intends to start with the most basic things, and if you want to understand this Ling City, Soul Creation is naturally not a good object to consult, after all, she has been away from here for a long time, and her state at this time Zongtian is not good to disturb her too much. Although Xiao Jiu is a good choice, his situation at this time is probably slightly better than that of soul creation. It would be only Seth, but he was a little embarrassed to disturb him, but he might be the best option.

"The history of this Ling City?"

Although he was a little embarrassed, he would still do what he had to do, but Zongtian didn't expect that after hearing his inquiry, Seth would show a slightly surprised expression.

"First of all, please thank you on behalf of the Spirit King for raising Ling Cheng so much, but this city has no history."

Just when Zongtian was still thinking about what that lifting meant, this sentence without history made him even more confused, how could such a magnificent city have no history?

"How could it not be?" It's better to ask directly than to think about it yourself, and the person standing in front of Zongtian is still a person who seems to be more knowledgeable than him.

"How many years do you think it will take at least to say that something has a history?"

"A hundred years?" Hearing such a question, Zongtian also thought about it for a while, but then he gave up such an idea, and the problem that has no concept at all can be relied on by feeling.

"You should mean that it is better to call it a history if it has the memory of the deceased."

"Needless to say, it's not so high-end." Hearing Seth's words, Zongtian's face turned red, "I just think that something that lives longer than a human being, and it is more appropriate to say that it has a history." ”

"Then how many years do you think this Ling City has existed?"

"It won't be less than a hundred years, right?" He also heard something from Seth's words, but such a guess surprised Zongtian at his words.

"Less than ten years." And the even more incredible words were uttered by Seth.

"How is that possible?"

"But it's true." He bowed slightly.

"Even if a city can be built, what about the population?"

"If you're just referring to this gathering place, it's probably a bit historical." Although Seth's face was still so flat, Zongtian heard some slightly harsh tone at this time, as if he was talking about some low-level creature.

"It turns out that living here can only be said to be a simple settlement, which is completely primitive, if you have to talk about the history at that time, it is the survival of the fittest."

"Is that so?" Although he knew that Seth's mouth should be telling the truth, it didn't seem that such words should come from his mouth, of course, this was not Zongtian's prejudice, it was probably just because Seth was too perfect before.