So soon, it was logical that Qingfeng bought the largest fireworks place in the Aris Imperial Capital for Wang Yan, Yunyu Pavilion.

After that, everyone knew about it, and when Wang Yan talked about this, she stopped talking and stopped talking.

When Wang Yan was telling the story, Qing Ling had been standing silently beside him, and there was always some incomprehensible meaning in his eyes, and when Wang Yan finished speaking, Qing Ling opened his mouth in the silence of everyone.

"Actually, my mother has always been obsessed with your existence, when I was a child, I heard the nurse mention that for a long time after you appeared, my mother was very unhappy, and when I was five or six years old, my mother often said in my ear, if there is a sister, I like it or not. Perhaps, my father didn't know, but my mother always knew about Ling'er's existence. ”

Qingling's words seemed to catch Wang Yan off guard.

His mother actually knew about Xiang Ling's existence? How is this possible, and if this is the case, how can she be indifferent to one of her husband's illegitimate daughters.

Apparently, others have this question.

Qing Ling knew everyone's suspicions, and he sighed, "Actually, my mother is really a good person, the kindest woman I have ever seen in the world. She knew that my father had you outside, and she also knew that you gave birth to a daughter for him, not only did she not cry and make trouble, but asked her father to open Yunyu Pavilion for you, not only that, but he also actively persuaded his father to go to Yunyu Pavilion to see you more, and even let all the disciples of Dihuang Pavilion go to visit Yunyu Pavilion. As Qing Ling spoke, his gaze fell on Wang Yan, who had his head down.

Wang Yan's originally gloomy gaze suddenly lit up, she raised her head slightly, and looked at Qing Ling fixedly, "You mean, your mother knows that I have a daughter, and she also knows that she is in Yunyu Pavilion?" ”

Qing Ling looked at Wang Yan, whose face flashed with a strange look, and nodded affirmatively.

In an instant, all the gloom on Wang Yan's face disappeared, and in its place, there was a heavy coldness, that refreshing coldness.

"Your mother is indeed a good person-----

Wang Yan pursed her lips, and her body began to tremble a little.

Xiang Ling had been listening to Qingling's words and listening to him praise his mother, and he felt a little emotional in his heart, there was such a righteous woman in the world. It's just that I don't know why, after hearing it, Xiang Ling felt that something was wrong, until now, seeing Wang Yan's somewhat irrepressible trembling, suddenly, she seemed to understand something.

In fact, some people only hear the superficial meaning of the same sentence, and some people directly dig out the cold atmosphere behind this sentence.

Qingling was right, his mother asked her husband to open a place for her lover to set off fireworks, which seemed to be a righteous act on the surface, but when she thought about it deeply, it had a deep meaning.

It should be easy to let a woman survive and find a livelihood for her, so many survival jobs can be found, why did his mother let her husband run a fireworks place for Wang Yan alone?

Fengyue place is only chosen when a woman is desperate and has nowhere to go.

Let Wang Yan hover in the middle of a group of hungry men all day long, how insidious is Qingling's mother's intentions?

As for herself, Qingling's mother knew that she was in Yunyu Pavilion, if she really thought about her, why didn't she find a way to take herself out of Yunyu Pavilion and bring out that kind of place where dragons and snakes were mixed, but instead let Qingfeng patronize more and let her disciples patronize more.

What can you do when you visit Cloud Rain Pavilion? If it weren't for self-destruction in that kind of place, no one would have said what the final outcome would have been.

Thinking of this, Xiang Ling shuddered a little, she didn't know why she thought of people so viciously, but when she saw Wang Yan's expression, and saw her desperate and hateful eyes, Xiang Ling knew that what she thought was the same as herself.

"Now that you know your background, what are you going to do?" Yi is the same as Qingling, as a man, many times he does not have the delicate mind of a woman, and his expression seems to completely believe in Qingling's judgment, so after listening to the story, he did not show any indignation at all, but focused on Xiang Ling's position.

"What else can I do? I can do what I want, I still be my Ling'er, he is still the pavilion master of Dihuang Pavilion, what's the difference, it's just ----" Xiang Ling paused, his eyes turned to Wang Yan, "He set fire to the crime, I have to settle this account with him!" ”

"Ling'er, he is your father after all." Qing Ling looked at Xiang Ling's cold face, looked at her slightly clenched fists, hesitated, and still spoke.

"You also said that he is my father, as a father, he is a father who attacks his children, as a husband, he attacks his wife, and as a friend, he actually -----" Xiang Ling was very angry when he saw Qingling stopping him.

What about fathers? This world is divided into black and white, not into what is routine.

Even if parents make mistakes as children, they can also blame and stop them.

In her Xiang Ling's dictionary, there has never been an old-fashioned idea of marrying a husband from her father at home, and there is absolutely no foolish and filial thinking such as repaying the debt of the father and the son.

"Maybe there's something hidden in it." Qing Ling saw that Xiang Ling didn't seem to be bound by the word father, and was a little embarrassed.

Although they all said that their father committed the crime of arson and murder last night, after all, he did not see it with his own eyes, and he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Even if his hope is dashed in the end, and his father really committed those heinous crimes, Qingling still hopes that everyone can open up to him, after all, he is his own father, and between them, there is a blood relationship that can never be separated.

"Ling'er, what the young pavilion master said is right, he, after all, is your father, everything, let's wait until I ask him in person before making plans." Yi saw Qingling's loss, Xiang Ling's anger, and Wang Yan's extraordinary calmness, and became a mediator.

"I'll go ask him in person now!" Xiang Ling saw that Yi also stopped himself and persuaded himself, and he was angry in his heart.

"Ling'er!" This time, it was Zhou Su who spoke, "If you want to ask, don't rush at this time, just now, in the forest, between the Wuge Lord and us, there has been an agreement, tomorrow at noon, we will come to this forest, when the time comes, I believe that Qingfeng, as the pavilion master of the Dihuang Pavilion, will also appear, and when the time comes, we can naturally confront him in front of all the pavilion masters of the Aris Imperial Capital, if you go now, he will definitely not admit it, even if he does, at most he will admit it in private, we can't tear off his mask, and we can't deal with him either, It doesn't work at all. ”

Zhou Su's analysis extinguished the fire of anger that Xiang Ling was about to rush out.

yes, go ask now, will he admit it?

And, if he admits it, how can he deal with himself?

He, it's Chenyi, the Chenyi who has been looking for a long time in his heart.

If he really exterminated humanity and did those things, how would he face it?

Thinking of this, Xiang Ling flinched and was timid, for a moment, she thought, this is someone else's story, someone else's world, she doesn't care, she just wants to leave here with Chen Yi and return to her own world.

The whole cave began to fall into the cold, and no one spoke.

Xiang Ling walked to Wang Yan's side and sat down next to her, both of them lowered their heads and did not speak.

Everyone in the cave has different thoughts, the only thing that is the same is that everyone did not speak, and the breath of silence was infinitely magnified in the gloomy cave, which made people feel a little chilled.

After a long time, Yi beckoned Du Kang out of the cave together, and soon everyone came in with a pile of firewood, Xiang Ling watched Yi and Du Kang busy working, knowing that they were preparing to spend the night in the cave, she did not object, nor did she agree, her eyes just looked at Wang Yan who was sitting on the side and had been silently in a daze.

Since Wang Yan finished telling the story, she sat alone in a dark corner, without speaking, and there seemed to be no trace of expression on her face. But Xiang Ling knew that Wang Yan's heart at the moment was like a volcano about to erupt, and the fiery magma was flowing at the bottom of the volcano, but it didn't erupt for one reason or another.

Yi and Du Kang were busy for a while, Zhou Su and Qingling also got up and took a hand, and soon, the light in the cave was rekindled.

The crackling of the dead branches in the firewood added to the noise of the silent and somewhat suffocating cave, and everyone seemed to have recovered from this heavy suffocation, and their eyes all looked at the beating flame in the middle.

There was no light outside the cave, but everyone knew that night had come unexpectedly, but around the beating flames, everyone just sat quietly with their knees folded.

Qing Ling sat opposite Xiang Ling, his gaze looked at Xiang Ling opposite from time to time, and Xiang Ling seemed to be completely unaware of Qing Ling's intentional or unintentional gaze, her gaze was just lowered, looking at the red in the middle.

Qing Ling didn't know whether Xiang Ling was intentional or unintentional, and seeing her ignoring herself, Qing Ling wanted to speak and stopped. After a long time, he finally couldn't hold it anymore, stood up and said, "It's late at night, let's all rest early." ”

After Qing Ling finished speaking, he left the flame and walked to the southeast corner of the cave.

There, a thick layer of straw has been laid, like a large shop, Qing Ling found a corner place, closed his eyes slightly, but, his eyes have been beating slightly, everyone knows that he can't sleep.

However, although everyone knew that this night must be a sleepless night, everyone followed Qing Ling to the grass bed one after another as if they had fallen under a spell.