Chapter Twenty-Five: Father's Message
Tang San pursed his lips, broke free of Tang Ling's hand, and said, "Didn't you say that the speed of the Southern Fist will not increase again before the Soul Ring is hunted to raise the soul master level, why has it become faster again." ”
The corners of Tang Ling's mouth twitched, and he said, "It's not improved, it's just more familiar." ”
Tang Ling and Tang San stood facing the gazebo and waited for the master, while Xiao Wu followed the master down, and when he saw Tang Ling, his pink eyes instantly lit up, and he looked very cute, but he didn't know why, Tang Ling felt a feeling of heart palpitations, and felt that something bad was about to happen.
Xiao Wu hugged Tang Ling's arm all of a sudden, her pink eyes were a little cunning, she looked at Tang Ling with a wink and said, "Xiao Ling......" The voice is sweet and greasy, very good, but I don't know why, Tang Ling's forehead suddenly flowed a trace of cold sweat. ”
"You...... Don't speak in such a voice, I ...... I'm not used to ......" Tang Ling dodged Xiao Wu's gaze and wanted to break free of Xiao Wu's hand, but found that Xiao Wu, a little girl, actually used out her soul power, and clutched her arm tightly and didn't let go.
"Whew...... Say, what do you want me to do? Tang Ling really couldn't stand Xiao Wu's gaze, so he touched his nose and said.
"Teach me Nanquan." A hint of cunning flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, and she directly stated her purpose.
After these words were said, not only Tang Ling was a little stunned, but even Tang San and the master who were watching the play on the side were a little stunned.
"Are you sure?" Tang Ling raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Of course it's decided!" Xiao Wu let go of Tang Ling's arm and playfully stuck out her tongue.
"Yes, come here and wait for me in the morning, and I will teach you. If you can't do it, forget it. Tang Ling glanced at this place nostalgically, and then left here in the footsteps of the master.
"Xiao Ling, Xiao San, Xiao Wu, are the three of you sure you want to go back today?" The master walked in front, Tang Ling and Tang San always maintained a distance of half a step behind the master, while Xiao Wu kept holding Tang Ling's arm, so Tang Ling was a little helpless.
"Yes, teacher." Tang San replied respectfully.
"Okay, you can go back and pack your things now, just show these three certificates to the young people guarding the gate of Notting Academy." The master stopped in the student dormitory building, and out of nowhere he took out three pale yellow pieces of paper in his hand and handed them to Tang San.
"Oh, by the way, Xiao San, Xiao Ling, you two don't have to go to the classroom in the future, you will wait for me somewhere in the future, and I will come to teach you in person." The master turned around and walked a few steps, then turned his back to Tang Ling and the three of them and said.
Tang Ling and Tang San nodded, and returned to Qishe to pack their things, as for why it was three certificates, of course, Xiao Wu, a little girl, would also go back with him.
Originally, Tang Ling didn't plan to let Xiao Wu go back with them, but ...... After knowing Xiao Wu's strength yesterday, I thought about it and thought it would be better to forget it......
In fact, there is nothing to pack, that is, some food eaten on the road, and some gifts sold to mom and dad.
"How far is it?" Xiao Wu looked east and west, and said with Tang Ling's arm in his arms.
In fact, this made Tang Ling very speechless, he couldn't break free, he couldn't understand why Xiao Wu had to hold his arm, and he also asked, and Xiao Wu just smiled and didn't speak, and his pink eyes flashed a trace of gloom.
"It's almost there. See the mountain over there? Our Holy Soul Village is at the foot of the mountain. "It's about to get home, Tang San's emotions can't help but be a little excited, although it's only been a few days, but Tang San and Tang Ling both feel that it seems that a few years have passed, both of them were orphans in their previous lives, although Tang Ling has no memory, but this always feels like a child's dependence on home, which is not very related to the previous life.
And Tang San may be because he was an orphan in his previous life, although he has always had a younger brother by his side, he still has a strong sense of dependence on his family, and even this sense of dependence is stronger than Tang Ling.
Soon, the two of them had already walked into the Holy Soul Village, Tang San's home was halfway up the mountain behind the village, raising his hand to the more upscale house halfway up the mountainside, Tang San smiled at Xiao Wu and said, "Look, that's our home." ”
Home was already in front of him, Tang Ling's indifferent mood unconsciously became a little excited, the pace under his feet accelerated, and he came to the door of the house in three steps and two steps.
And when Tang Ling just entered the house, his body suddenly froze in place, because he saw that there were two pale yellow letters pressed on the table not far away, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile, picked up one of the letters and handed it to Tang San behind him, and the two were relatively silent.
The original excitement instantly seemed to be poured with cold water.
"Forget it, didn't you expect it a long time ago......" Tang Ling showed a wry smile again, put down the burden on his shoulders, and sat on the chair on the side, while Xiao Wu also let go of Tang Ling's arm appropriately.
There are only a few simple lines on the paper, and the handwriting is a little sloppy, but it is difficult to hide the rough and arrogant atmosphere.
"Xiao Ling:
By the time you read this letter, I had already left here with your mother.
You, like the junior, have enough self-care ability and can take better care of yourself.
You may wonder why we chose to leave, and when you come home and find that we have left, you must be very disappointed at that time.
The chicks under the shelter of the eagle will not spread their wings and soar after all, rest assured, we will be fine, because we don't want to see ourselves confused because of our presence.
Strong strength is used to protect what you want to protect, I'm confused, right?
The answer you've been looking for has always been with you, but you don't even notice it.
If one day you feel tired, then let it go, but I believe that you will not be tired and will not give up following our footsteps.
Your mom and I are looking forward to seeing us again, and hopefully you'll have seen your heart when we see each other again.
Don't read it, Tang Hao, Ah Yinliu. ”
Tang Ling looked at the paper in his hand, smiled bitterly, the original excitement turned into endless loss in an instant, slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the loss had dissipated, only the dullness remained, and Tang San on the side had already finished reading the handwriting on the paper in his hand, glanced at Tang Ling, took a deep breath, and the corners of his mouth showed a gentle smile again.
"Pack up." The corners of Tang Ling's mouth outlined a trace of arc, cleaning up the home that belonged to them, curious that Xiao Wu, who had always been lively and active, was surprisingly calm.
Maybe she saw that the smile on the corner of the two of them was just to hide the endless loss in their hearts.