As he looked at the building, he didn't notice that the door to the building had opened at this time. However, he didn't pay attention, which naturally doesn't mean that others didn't pay attention either. As the door opened, some people's bodies stiffened, and the atmosphere that was almost frozen was also brought back to their senses.

"Welcome, welcome to Lingcheng." This is what the man who came out of the door said to the heavens,

"You're welcome home, too." Then she smiled gently at Yang Ling and Xiao Jiu.

The person who spoke should be the Spirit King, right? It's just that at this time, her gentle appearance is not at all terrifying between the words of the two, and standing in front of Zongtian seems to be just a woman full of intellectual beauty. Although Zongtian at this time did not have the sense of surprise at first sight, the gentleness and grace unique to the mature woman of the other party were completely reflected in her. But such a woman, how could Xiao Jiu be said to be a demon-like existence? Thinking of this, Zong Tian couldn't help but look at the person who was standing beside him.

At this time, Xiao Jiu's face didn't have any look of fear, but the surprised expression on his face made Zongtian show the same look, isn't this the Spirit King? But even if he wasn't the Spirit King, judging from the other party's appearance, he should also be an important person in this Ling City, so why did Xiao Jiu show such an expression that he didn't seem to know?

"You are?" It's like a guess from the sky, such words were really said by Xiao Jiu,

"What? I haven't seen him for a few days, and I can't recognize my mother's appearance? ”

Although Zongtian didn't think that Xiao Jiu's face blindness could be so serious, there was nothing particularly good to explain the current situation. But regardless of the reason, the woman who should be the Spirit King has changed slightly, although her smile is still on her face, but some unpleasant atmosphere suddenly pounces on them.

It seemed that it was not enough to intimidate them with momentum like this, and the man actually stepped in front of Xiao Jiu in one step. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a step, although there is a distance of seven or eight meters between them, but that woman really came to Xiao Jiu in one step, and it is such a step, and it is still a little elegant in the lightness.

After this unbelievable step, the woman raised her hand again, but the hand that seemed to be touching Xiao Jiu's head made Xiao Jiu's eyes widen in horror. The backward leaning of his body was completely no match for the speed of the opponent's hand, but Yang Ling suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled Xiao Jiu aside.

Everything in front of him is like an incomprehensible pantomime to Zongtian, how did that person get here? The punishment for anger is just touching the head? Yang Ling's act of protection just now was obviously a protective act, could it be that a simple touch would kill Xiao Jiu? However, no matter how much Zong Tian thought about it, he couldn't change the facts in front of him, because his hand touched the air, and the woman also looked at Yang Ling with her somewhat strange eyes.

"It's been a long time, but it seems that you still know me." The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and Yang Ling's lips were also tightly pursed.

Naturally, there was no way to answer with his mouth pursed, and Yang Ling's original intention was probably the same. Although the mime has lines at this time, Zongtian is still confused, but in the face of this frozen status quo, at least Zongtian has a rescue to call.

"Sister Soul Maker, the Spirit King is here, probably ......"

"Why probably?" The strange words were naturally exchanged for a questioning tone, and Zongtian also briefly explained the situation at this time. After hearing this, the soul creation didn't say anything, she just appeared directly in front of Zongtian.

"Is Mother okay?" Although such words sounded a little too polite to Zongtian, at least when facing the Spirit King, the appearance of soul creation was quite calm, and Zongtian finally confirmed that it was the Spirit King himself.

"Soul making? Is it soul-making? Seeing the little man floating in the air, the woman also showed a surprised expression, "How did you become like this?" ”

"Haven't you changed a lot?" Hearing such words of concern, a slight smile appeared on the face of the soul maker.

"Me? I've just always been. The spirit king's casual words solved the previous mystery, it seems that he can't recognize his mother, and it's really not Xiao Jiu's pot.

"But how did you end up like this?"

The great contrast between the soul maker who was cared for and the frightened Xiao Jiu formed at this time. Could it be that the indifference between Xiao Jiu and the soul creation, as well as his fear of his mother, are just because of such a preference? Just as Zongtian was thinking so crankily, with a chaotic noise, the door of this building was surrounded by a group of people. Although they didn't understand what the other party's purpose was, the long guns and short cannons pointed at them made their position clear.

"Spirit King! Please figure out your position, Lingcheng is no longer a place you can set foot in. ”

Just when Zongtian wondered what was happening in front of him, although this somewhat noisy voice explained something, more doubts appeared in Zongtian's mind.

"Oops, I forgot it by accident."