Chapter Eighty-Three: The Long Howl

The night is dark and the stars are falling, at the beginning of the first month, there is no moonlight, and even the black ink bats no longer appear on the dark and silent grassland, and on the winding path, only a car is driving slowly.

The street lights in front of the car are dim and dim, making it more difficult to see the direction of progress and whether there are stones on the road, and it is more difficult to dodge.

Situ sat in the car, the soft curtain was lifted by the cold wind from time to time, and there was a solemn aura everywhere, hidden in the inky air, and the coachman shrank his neck unconsciously, and at the same time raised the collar higher.

Ling Xingyue's footsteps were swift and fast, and his kung fu caught up with the carriage that made him angry and irritable, and his deep glazed eyes flashed with a sharp light in an instant.

"I swore that in this life, I would never let her leave my side, the civet clan, never said what I promised, not to mention that I have been voluntarily sealed by Man'er, then I will only have her for the rest of my long life, you-why do you have to come here, entangled, disgusting!"

The anger in Ling Xingyue's heart burned brightly, and her ears flashed over and over again:

"Brother Situ, sit down and get closer to me!"

"Brother Situ, I like Brother Situ the most!"

"Brother Situ!"

"Brother Situ!"

……

That soft call seemed to be Lan Keman beside him, Ling Xingyue's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and the flames between his foreheads faintly rose.

"If the horses are frightened, and the carriage is carried away by the mad frightened horses, and the coachman is unstoppable, and the night is as dark as ink, and if the carriage is shaken by a boulder, and rolls and falls off the cliff, then ......"

Ling Xingyue's eyes stared coldly at Situ's car in front of him, which was moving slowly and carefully, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in his forehead.

"Ling Xingyue, you must suppress the demonic flame of your physical strength! It will control your mind, Chee! ”

The words that the ontological prince's phantom had warned him before it disappeared suddenly exploded in his mind, blocking Ling Xingyue's next move, and also causing him to withdraw his fingertips that faintly had fireworks hunting.

"What's wrong with me? Am I crazy? When did I become so vicious? ”

Ling Xingyue tried her best to suppress the raging anger in her heart, but there was a sharp pain in her forehead, and she jumped suddenly, Ling Xingyue snorted, and fell to the ground with her right hand touching her head.

The coachman suddenly felt that the air flow around him seemed to have changed, and it seemed that the wind was blowing, but the wind was slightly hot, and it was quite strange on the grassland in the cold spring after this year.

But somehow, after a while, the little guy felt a chill that penetrated into the bone marrow dripped into his lungs, which was the thought of warming the car, and a row of rashes instantly stood up on his arms, and the cold that penetrated into the bones became more and more intense.

"Hurry up!"

Situ was in the car, a little anxiously urged.

"Yes, young master! I'm afraid it's going to change! ”

The coachman agreed, and no longer paid so much attention to whether the car would be bumpy, raised the slender whip in his hand, and threw out two crisp sounds.

Sure enough, after a short time, Ling Xingyue, who had already stood up silently, was surrounded by flying sand and rocks, the wind was fierce, her clothes and robes were flying, and her black hair was hunting, fluttering vertically like flames.

Ling Xingyue lowered her eyes coldly, her hands gradually pinched a spiritual trick, her thin lips pursed, and the tip of her tongue murmured a curse, and in a moment, the spell pierced the dark night sky like a rising sun, shining a dazzling lightning overhead, accompanied by a muffled thunderous roar.

Then, Ling Xingyue fell to her knees again, as if her forehead was in pain.

"I must not kill him, if Situ dies, Man'er will be in pain, since she and Na Situ are so affectionate and unforgettable, then I must make her happy, I want to give her the right to choose!"

Ling Xingyue told herself word by word in her heart like a burst of water over and over again, so that she could calm down, but the flame demon pattern on her forehead was about to move and could not be contained.

"Ling Xingyue! Stop it! ”

A violent roar exploded like spring thunder, Ling Xingyue pinched a spell again with both hands, and there were words in his mouth, and then slapped a palm into his heart, and a stream of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and drops fell from the corners of his mouth.

The flame pattern was gone, the wind stopped, the sand fell to the ground, and everything calmed down.

Only the herdsmen around were awakened from their dreams by the thunder, and muttered a few strange words:

"This season, why is there already thunder, weird!"

But Situ in the car instantly thought of a sentence that the old master taught him:

"There must be demons in mutant life!"

Could it be that there must be some strange changes on this grassland? Situ thought silently, and while holding the deputy in the carriage steadily, blocking the violent bumps of the car.

There was even a moment when Situ felt that if the carriage continued to run so fast, he would be thrown out of the car.

Finally arrived at the door of Sifu, it was rare that my father did not rest, and was still waiting for his reply.

Situ tidied up his clothes and served a little, and followed the girl who came to summon him to his father's study, only to find that in addition to his father, his mother was actually there, and he saluted with his arms, and then chose a chair for angle measurement to sit on.

Mother first gently instructed Yahuan to give Situ a glass of warm milk, and then waited for Situ to drink it all before she said:

"Tu'er, the reason why we are still waiting for you to come back this night is that in addition to wanting to know the situation of Lan Keman's child, there is another important matter to discuss with you."

Situ also looked up at his father, and found that his father was also nodding slightly in approval, knowing that there was a very serious topic to talk to him, he stood up solemnly in front of his parents, first narrated the details of Lan Keman's awakening, and then asked solemnly:

"Father, do you have anything to tell the child to sit?"

The father nodded and gestured to sit down, Situ glanced at the chair in the room, picked a closer one to sit with his father, and glanced at his mother again, the mother nodded slightly, so both mother and son turned their heads in the direction of Si Jinyao, waiting for his arrangement and discussion.

Si Jinyao first waved his hand to let all his subordinates go out, and ordered the door to be closed as well, before taking a sip of water, looking into Situ's eyes and saying:

"Situ, let me ask you, have you made a private agreement with that Lan Keman for life?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was like a thunderclap, which shook the elegant Situ to his feet, and he stammered nervously and couldn't speak clearly:

"Father, this ...... This...... Where does this start, why do you think so much about Sister Keman?! There is absolutely no thing, Sister Keman and I are innocent, and there is absolutely no trace of transgressive behavior! ”