Chapter Thirty-Eight: Goodbye, Xiaoyu!

The sky is gradually dawning, the pale cyan sky is inlaid with a few remnant stars, the earth is hazy, as if shrouded in silver-gray light, at this time, the sky has slightly exposed protein, and the clouds are gathered in the sky, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint red.

A milky white mist filled the streets and alleys of Black Rock City, and although the sun was not yet visible, it exuded a burning smell, and the sky seemed to be slightly fragrant.

The light rain just now washed away all the dust, and even the fragrance of jasmine blossoms was rendered in the wet, and with the wind blowing, it drifted into the pores of every breath.

The Ling family's cultivation ground

"Senior Ling, let's go first, during this time, thank you for your help," Wang Chen Zhengse, as well as Tang Sheng, Hua Yingyin, and Xiaoxi behind him all looked at the man in front of him sincerely, Xiaoxi's eyes were a little red, "If the Ling family has difficulties in the future, it is incumbent on me Wang Chen's sword mountain and sea of fire!"

The Ling family has helped Wang Chen too much, Wang Chen really didn't know what to say, a red scroll appeared in his hand, Wang Chen respectfully handed it to Ling Tian, Wang Chen smiled, "I originally agreed with Xiaoyu to wait until she advanced to the fourth gate, but now it seems that it can't be done, this scroll technique, please ask the senior to hand it over to Xiaoyu for me, it is my master's last bit of thought." ”

Wang Chen knew Ling Xiaoyu's feelings for him, so he chose to leave early in the morning, leaving quietly, and Ling Tian was the only one who came to see him off.

Ling Tian took the scroll and glanced at Wang Chen with some confusion, so solemn?

"What is this?"

Wang Chen smiled, "Little thing, my 'Yan Hand' cultivation method. ”

Wang Chen's words were very calm, but the Tang Sheng and Ling Tian behind Wang Chen all had a trace of surprise in their eyes, but Wang Chen's painstaking efforts were created, so he gave it away so easily?

"This..." Ling Tian was a little undecided, although Wang Chen was only four, the talent embodied in Wang Chen's body was huge, and Ling Tian had instructed Wang Chen to cultivate the Yan Hand, knowing the strength of this move, the power was definitely enough to reach the Qing-level pulse technique, of course Ling Tian hoped that Ling Xiaoyu could learn this trick, but this pulse technique was created by Wang Chen, which really made Ling Tian not know what to do.

Wang Chen said, "Xiaoyu is a melee hand-to-hand combat type, and it is the type that needs to win the trump card, although my 'Flame Hand' is not a high-level pulse technique, but the effect of the 'Flame Hand' giving the owner to instantly increase the combat radius is still a very good raid pulse technique, and I also ask Senior Ling not to refuse." ”

Looking at Wang Chen's expression, a hint of admiration flashed in Ling Tian's eyes, and he finally nodded, "Xiaoyu can meet you, which can be regarded as a great blessing in life." ”

Although Ling Tian's words sounded like a compliment to Wang Chen, those who knew the inside story knew that this was the truth! Ling Xiaoyu's temperament, way of dealing with people, temper, attitude, everything, all of them were slowly changing under Wang Chen's influence, and the little devil who had given everyone in Black Rock City a headache was already in his memory.

Another black scroll in his hand appeared in Wang Chen's hand, the scroll spread out, and the veins in his hand were injected,

"Hum—"

A black magic circle appeared at the feet of Wang Chen and the others, this is the teleportation scroll that Xiao Mo gave them when they left the Heavenly Dance Academy, as long as Wang Chen injected the pulse source, they could be directly teleported back to Xiao Mo's office, which could be said to be quite convenient.

"Senior, say a word to Xiaoyu for me," In the teleportation array, Wang Chen arched his hand to Ling Tian again, and a smile appeared on his face, "Temporarily separate, the master is waiting for you to be strong, and the master loves you." ”

This love is Wang Chen's love for Ling Xiaoyu's teachers and students, the love of brothers and sisters, and the care for this stubborn girl.

As soon as the words fell, a black light dispersed, and on the huge cultivation ground, Ling Tian was left alone, Ling Tian looked at the air in front of him in a daze, suddenly laughed, patted the scroll in his hand, and turned to leave, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a shame, it's a name!"

Ling Tian even thought about how good it would be if Wang Chen was Ling Xiaoyu's husband, but thinking of the girl in green, Ling Tian still smiled with some pity and walked towards the outside of the cultivation ground.

"Wang Chen, just left. In the hall, Ling Tian tried his best to speak to the woman in front of him in a calm tone.

The woman was stunned for a moment, a trace of shock flashed in her eyes, and she immediately smiled, as if Ling Tian was telling a joke, "How could the master leave? The master promised me that he would wait until I entered the fourth gate before leaving!"

Ling Tian shook his head, he finally knew now why Wang Chen didn't tell Ling Xiaoyu about his departure, and threw out the scroll in his hand, "This is left by Wang Chen, he said you would like it." ”

"Yan Hand!" Ling Xiaoyu was taken aback, this trick Ling Xiaoyu could be said to have pestered Wang Chen for a long time, hoping that Wang Chen would teach him, but Wang Chen refused every time.

Ling Tian slowly narrated Wang Chen's words, and the hand that sat down and the woman who grabbed the scroll slowly became tighter, and the joints became a little pale due to the tightness of the grip.

"Father, I'll go back to the room first!" Ling Xiaoyu suddenly ran out, his sleeve quickly wiped his face.

Ling Tian didn't speak, he quietly watched Ling Xiaoyu's back slowly disappear in his eyes.

In Ling Xiaoyu's boudoir, the girl in red quietly looked at the scroll in her hand, the early morning sun, on the girl's beautiful face, with a soft light, a slight movement, the streamer was scattered, such a scene, it seems so beautiful, I don't know how many people will be excited, the girl's big eyes, but there is a thick sadness,

"Master loves you..."

Ling Tian's words sounded in Ling Xiaoyu's heart again, the palm holding the sheet slowly clenched, and the blonde hair that came down the shawl completely covered Ling Xiaoyu, but what couldn't be covered was the shattering of the drop when it fell to the ground.

"Master..."

Ling Xiaoyu finally couldn't hold back crying at all, Wang Chen was completely equal to Ling Feng in her heart, even higher than Ling Feng, Ling Xiaoyu had slowly gotten used to it, used to the black-robed young man by her side, looking up at Wang Chen's smiling side face, Ling Xiaoyu felt that in this world, in addition to relatives, there was also a person who really cared about herself.

"I will, I will become stronger! Become the same as the master!" Ling Xiaoyu raised his head, his eyes were resolute, and wiped away the tears on his face, Ling Xiaoyu kicked open the door, took a deep breath, and yelled into the air, "Ling Wei!

After a while, in the door frame of the small garden in front of the door, a young man flashed out, the young man was panting, it seemed that he was coming, Ling Wei braked suddenly, looking at Ling Xiaoyu who was walking towards him with murderous spirit, Ling Wei almost subconsciously took a step back, "What are you going to do!?"

"Let's go, touch me and practice! I'm definitely going to make it to the fourth door today. Ling Xiaoyu glanced at Ling Wei and hurried towards the cultivation ground, the red scroll in his hand grasping a little tighter.

"I'm very strict!"

"Just what I want, hurry up!"

Ling Wei was stunned for a moment, looked at Ling Xiaoyu's back, the corners of his mouth raised a slight angle, and rushed towards Ling Xiaoyu,

Thank you, Wang Chen!