Chapter 52: Leaks
"Isn't it delicious?" Liu Xiaoling pressed Wang Xuanlong the chair and desperately stuffed the black mosaic into his mouth, "Dare to play with me, you're tired of life!"
Wang Xuanlong hurriedly waved his hand and begged for mercy: "Xiaoling...... Am I wrong...... Wrong...... I beg your pardon...... "The taste of that mosaic is really unforgettable, Wang Xuanlong has never tasted such an unforgettable taste in his life.
So it's better to mess with women less in the future.
Looking at Wang Xuanlong, who surrendered to him and begged for mercy, Liu Xiaoling sneered, let go of her hand, turned around and walked to the bathroom to clean the oil stains on her hands, turned her head to Wang Xuanlong and asked, "Big idiot, is it delicious?"
Wang Xuanlong was stunned for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and said, "Okay... Delicious......"
"If it's delicious, you can eat more, and that plate is all yours." Liu Xiaoling smiled at him.
"whatthefuck?!" Wang Xuanlong was stunned when he heard this.
Liu Xiaoling walked out of the bathroom, sprinkled the water droplets on her hand towards Wang Xuanlong, and said, "Okay, just kidding, who can eat that thing? β
Hearing this, Wang Xuanlong breathed a sigh of relief, such a big plate of mosaics, he really had to eat it and he could go to the stomach wash tomorrow.
"By the way, Xuanlong," at this time, Liu Xiaoling sat across from him and asked, "What happened to your family?" Why did I ask Wenwen and she said that she didn't know, and Aunt Yan wouldn't say, you ...... Who the hell is it?"
When Wang Xuanlong heard this, he stopped his chopsticks, was stunned, a trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head and replied, "Xiaoling, it's not that I don't want to tell you about this matter, and I can't tell it." β
"Why? I won't tell anyone," Liu Xiaoling continued to ask, "Or do you always treat me as an outsider?"
Wang Xuanlong hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Absolutely not, it's just ......"
"Just what?"
Wang Xuanlong lowered his head, he didn't know whether to tell Liu Xiaoling or not, but again.
Seeing him buried in thought, Liu Xiaoling leaned forward, and said softly: "Tell me, I will never tell anyone, don't you even believe me?"
Wang Xuanlong shook his head, his head still lowered, and said, "Xiaoling, this matter is not something that I can completely do, I really don't know how to explain it to you." β
After hearing this, Liu Xiaoling sat back in frustration, supported her head with her hands, and said, "Then you just don't believe me? I thought you could be completely trusted." β
"Xiaoling, no, I ......" Wang Xuanlong raised his head and replied, but he was speechless for a while, "This matter is related to the survival of my family, and I didn't even tell Wenwen, let alone others." β
"Well, putting this topic aside for the time being, who was that white-haired man on the night of school?" Liu Xiaoling continued to ask.
"He ......" A faint fear flashed in Wang Xuanlong's eyes, and he forcibly held back the words that he wanted to say, but in the face of Liu Xiaoling's questioning, he was embarrassed to refuse again, "He is the old enemy of my entire family, Blood Jiao." β
"Why is he going after you like this? Is there no cure?"
"Xiaoling, I can't tell you about this matter for the time being," Wang Xuanlong looked at her and said earnestly, "But if you really defeat him one day and really avenge my ancestors and ancestors, then I will definitely tell you all without reservation." β
But after listening to Wang Xuanlong's words, Liu Xiaoling did not agree, but stood up with a slightly angry face, stared at him and said, "Wang Xuanlong, what do you treat me for?
Wang Xuanlong was not surprised, he knew that what Liu Xiaoling needed now was the trust and help of his friends, but it was not that he didn't want to tell Liu Xiaoling the truth, it was just that he had no choice but to keep it secret.
But when he thought of Liu Xiaoling's tears and the helplessness in his eyes, Wang Xuanlong couldn't bear to deceive her. The fear and sorrow in his eyes were suddenly replaced by a cold light.
"Xiaoling, if you really want to know, I can tell you," Wang Xuanlong thought for a while and said coldly, Liu Xiaoling heard it, and stared at him with a frown, "But please be sure to keep it secret, don't tell anyone, this is my only request." β
Looking at Wang Xuanlong, who was talking solemnly, Liu Xiaoling frowned slightly, "Xuanlong...... You ......"
Wang Xuanlong put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked directly at her with his eyes, and said, "As you know, my family is not an ordinary person, and they all have a kind of ability. And this ability is inherited from the bloodline inherited from the ancient dragon god, and only the people of the Wang clan who have inherited the bloodline of the dragon god can practice this exercise. But the hidden power of this bloodline also has its own consciousness, which means that once this family secret is leaked, then the dragon god consciousness in the bloodline will disappear by itself. β
Hearing this, Liu Xiaoling was suddenly shocked, she did not belong to the Wang family, so Wang Xuanlong told her this secret, which was undoubtedly equivalent to revealing the family secret, so the ...... in his body
"Xuanlong, you, you told me so, then your bloodline power will not ......"
Wang Xuanlong pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Actually, I told you that I feel more relaxed in my heart, maybe it would be better if the bloodline really disappeared by then, at least that blood Jiao may not continue to entangle my family." β
Looking at Wang Xuanlong with an indifferent face, Liu Xiaoling suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he had done something wrong, if the bloodline power in his body really disappeared at that time, then he would not be able to avenge his father, and even self-preservation would be a problem.
"Xuanlong, I'm sorry," Liu Xiaoling slowly lowered her head and said apologetically, "I shouldn't be so willful, then you ......"
Wang Xuanlong got up, stroked the diamond-shaped Jinling at the center of his eyebrows, and said, "Even if I don't have the power of Yuanlong, I still have the Xuanyuan Sword, and the Blood Jiao can't help me, don't worry." β
Listening to Wang Xuanlong's comfort, Liu Xiaoling's apology became deeper and deeper, "However, you have betrayed the ancestral training of the family, you are not afraid of ......"
"What are you afraid of, what have you always been afraid of?" Wang Xuanlong shrugged his shoulders and walked to her side, and said, "Xiaoling, I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm not worried about you, I'm not too worried about those things in my family, but I'm always at ease with you." β
Liu Xiaoling's nose was sore, she turned around slowly, her delicate body shook, and she threw herself into his arms and wept, not only to apologize to him, but also to think of her deceased grandfather, and the sadness in her heart couldn't help but come to her heart. Wang Xuanlong smiled slightly, gently hugged her lovingly, stroked her hair with one hand, and said softly:
"Xiaoling, I, Wang Xuanlong, am fighting for this life, and I will never let the blood Jiao hurt you a bit, even if you die with him. β
Liu Xiaoling was stunned, hurriedly stopped crying, broke free from his arms, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Who wants you to die together! What should I do if you die?"
Wang Xuanlong was stunned, nodded and said: "Yes, yes, for you, I will never die, if that day comes, you will wait for my good news at home!"
"Okay, you talk a lot," Liu Xiaoling pursed her lips slightly and smiled, "Let's eat, the dishes are cold." β
"Uh-uh, I was already full when you stuffed so many mosaics into it," Wang Xuanlong said with a smile, stretching out his hand to clean up the mess on the table, "I'll help you clean it up." β
"Okay, go home quickly, Aunt Yan and Wenwen are worried about you!" Liu Xiaoling took the first step and picked up two plates of dishes that were still steaming and said to him.
Wang Xuanlong sighed slightly, and said to her: "Xiaoling, then I'll go, rest early in the evening, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning!"
"Let's go, let's go, who wants you to pick it up?"
Wang Xuanlong's eyes showed a hint of a smile, the previous sorrow was long gone, turned around and opened the door, turned around and glanced at the kitchen, and then closed the door and left.
Stretching his body, he couldn't help but worry again, now that he has told Liu Xiaoling all the secrets of the family, the dragon soul in his body must have noticed that this is the agreement between the ancestors and the dragon god, and it will be passed on inside and outside, and it will be passed on to men and women. However, he violated both of these two, and the power of the dragon soul would disappear with him at some point.
Thinking about it, the worry in his heart became stronger and stronger, and he shook his head, threw this thought aside for the time being, and knocked on the door.
It was Yan Fang who opened the door, but her eyes showed not only surprise, but also deep worry.
"Xuanlong, you're back. Yan Fang just said this lightly, then turned around and walked to the living room, and sat on the sofa weakly, his eyes constantly revealing a deep worry.
Wang Xuanlong frowned slightly, he had seen Yan Fang's expression before, but it was not as thick as it is now. The sorrow permeated the room, making people shiver.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Wang Xuanlong changed his shoes and walked to the sofa to ask, only to see Yan Fang holding a stack of yellow envelopes in his hand, and the dense sweat in his palm soaked the envelope. And Wang Xuanlong knew that it was definitely this letter that made Yan Fang look like this.
"You'll know when you look at it. Yan Fang stretched out his hand and handed the envelope to Wang Xuanlong, he took the envelope, there was a letter inside, he opened it and read it, and his heart trembled.
"Mom, this is!"
Yan Fang nodded, not looking at him, "That old enemy is back again." β
Wang Xuanlong frowned tightly and read the letter again.
"Yuan Dragon Descendant Wang Xuanlong, I was surprised by your performance last time, but if you think that you can deal with me with your broken sword, it is really whimsical. I have already found out the details of you, and I will not agree on a decisive date, I will visit you at any time, and let me live in fear!
- Bloodworm"
After reading this letter, Wang Xuanlong's heart was shocked. Blood Jiao is not dead yet, and his hatred for himself will never be weaker than the last time, maybe the next time he will see him, it will really be the day of the decisive battle between the Wang clan and him.
"Mom, are you thinking about ......" Looking at Yan Fang, who was very worried, Wang Xuanlong suddenly understood that the next time he fought with Blood Jiao, it was likely to affect the people around him.
But if you hide, you will not only insult your ancestors, but also implicate your family, classmates, and even those who have had dealings with you. Although he had only seen Blood Jiao once, he knew that his personality would never be merciful, not to mention that he was still a white-haired demon who killed people without blinking.
He didn't know why he was asked to face the idea of life and death as a supposed ordinary student, and he didn't understand why he was asked to deal with death.
"Mom, I want to ...... Tell you something. β
Yan Fang raised his head and looked at him, "Say it." β
"I ...... I put the family thing ...... Tell Xiaoling......" Wang Xuanlong said tremblingly.
"What?!"
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