The night is as cool as water!

The huge Bian Liang City was like a sleeping ancient beast, quietly entrenched on the horizon.

However, the largest and most luxurious building in Bian Liang City, the Ling family of the city lord's mansion, is brilliantly lit and crowded. The dotted palace lamps will completely illuminate the magnificent palace, and all kinds of magnificence will not fade due to darkness.

However, all this has nothing to do with Ling Zhi.

Passing through the rockery pavilion, and finally came to a secluded and quiet side courtyard. Compared to the bustling castle lord's mansion, this place is like another world.

There is less noise and impetuousness, but there is more tranquility, or - deserted.

The small courtyard is divided into two entrances before and after with a bamboo fence, and the furnishings are extremely simple, but the windows are clean and clean, quiet and pleasant, revealing a sense of warmth and comfort at home.

At this moment, under the cold lonely moon, a beautiful figure stood against the moon, holding a crystal clear jade flute, her eyes were looking at the flute body without blinking, as if the flute was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"Mother!" Looking at the thin and lonely back under the moon, Ling Zhi couldn't help but call.

The beauty under the moon is Ling Zhi's mother, Ye Qingying. Ling Zhi's shadow can be vaguely seen in her graceful and dignified face, her figure is long and tall, but at this moment her face is slightly pale, and there seems to be a faint sadness and depression between her eyebrows.

Hearing Ling Zhi's call, she hurriedly turned around, hid the jade flute in her sleeve without a trace, and said with a smile: "Xiaozhi, are you back......?"

Looking at Ling Zhi, the good-looking lines on Ye Qingying's face suddenly trembled slightly. As if she couldn't believe her eyes, she opened her beautiful eyes again, and said uncertainly: "Xiaozhi, my mother is not mistaken, ......right?

"Yes, Mother!"

Seeing his mother's moving expression, Ling Zhi nodded fiercely, and at the same time, a vague shadow slowly rose from his back, "Painting martial arts, although I haven't discovered any power yet, but it is indeed the awakening of martial arts, and the child is now a martial artist who has been cultivated in the fourth level of the Yellow Martial Realm." ”

"Okay, good!" Ye Qingying said three "good" words in a row, and she couldn't cry anymore, for more than ten years, when the whole world thought that she had given birth to a waste son, she was the only one who never lost confidence in Ling Zhi.

But that conviction comes more from the emotional side of a mother. Reason told her that her son could not awaken his martial spirit, and he could only be an ordinary person in this life and this life.

God is pitiful, at this moment, she can't wait to tell the world that her son, Wu Ling, has awakened, and Ling Zhi is no longer a waste that people despise.

However, after a short period of excitement, Ye Qingying quickly calmed down, and looked at Ling Zhi with some unbearability: "Xiaozhi, you know everything about it?"

"Well, I know it all. Ling Zhi nodded, he naturally knew what his mother was talking about.

"Xiaozhi, I have wronged you, I only blame my mother for being incompetent......"

"No, Mother, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

Without waiting for Ye Qingying to continue, Ling Zhi interrupted her and said, "Mother, I want to meet 'him', can you take me there?"

"What? You want to see him?"

Ye Qingying's complexion changed suddenly, and then, a sad expression appeared on the face that was as quiet as the empty valley Youlan, "It's useless, Xiaozhi, my mother knows 'him' better than you, that person's ruthlessness is something you can never imagine......"

"No, Mother, I must see him!"

Ling Zhi shook his head and said resolutely: "The future road of the child, go by yourself, no one can interfere, even if it is 'him'!"

His body trembled, and Ye Qingying looked at Ling Zhi with some surprise. For the first time in sixteen years, she saw the edge in her son's eyes, could it be that this is the change brought about by the awakening of Wu Ling?

However, Xiao Zhi, do you know that even if the martial arts awaken, at the age of sixteen, he is only a mere Huangwu Realm quadruple, in the eyes of that person, what is it?

At this moment, Ye Qingying hesitated, but when she raised her head to meet Ling Zhi's resolute gaze again, her heart suddenly shook violently.

Martial Awakening, this is the first time that her son has shown confidence since he attacked the path of martial arts, and it is the first time in sixteen years that he has pleaded with her, can she refuse?

The eyes of the warrior can't rub half a grain of sand, if he refuses this time, his son can certainly keep his peace for a while, but if he is defeated, how can he talk about attacking the deeper road of martial arts in the future?

In an instant, Ye Qingying figured out all the joints.

Can't refuse!

Not only can he not refuse, but he must do everything he can to maintain his son's rare dignity and self-confidence.

"Okay, Xiaozhi, you have such ambition, my mother is also happy for you, tomorrow happens to be the family's tri-monthly clan meeting, my mother will take you to see him!

......

The next day, the huge city lord's mansion, the Ling family, ushered in a lively day. The triennial clan meeting is scheduled to be held today, but all the people in the Ling family who have heads and faces, no matter how close the world is, will try their best to rush back to the Ling Mansion on this day.

"See, that's the second master, the younger brother of the city lord, seeing him walking like a dragon and a tiger, Shenhua is introverted, I'm afraid that his cultivation has improved a lot, maybe he has reached the late stage of the Xuanwu Realm. ”

"Hehe, of course I know the second master, but when it comes to cultivation, we think that the fifth master has a better chance of winning, do you know? I heard that the fifth master has been in the fog continent north of the Great Xia Dynasty some time ago, doing business with those barbarians, you should have heard of the strength of those barbarians, right? Since the fifth master can even be submissive to the barbarians who have not been enlightened, it shows how high his cultivation is. ”

As a group of high-level members of the Ling family continued to enter the City Lord's Mansion, similar discussions could be heard all around, but all of this reached a climax in an instant because of the appearance of two people.

Ling Zhi followed his mother out of the side courtyard, and before he could step into the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the eyes of countless people immediately fell on them.

"Huh? Did you see it? Why are the mother and son here today? Could it be that they are also here to attend the clan meeting?"

"Impossible, by the way, I heard that the waste is going to enter the Huang Mansion today, and he is bringing his mother to join the mansion, looking at the expressions of their mother and son, eighty percent of them are here to ask the city lord to take back his life. ”

"What kind of retraction is fate? There is no good life for the waste to stay in the Ling family, I think they think that the mother and son are too cold in the past, and most of them are here to ask the chief manager to allocate some welcoming teams for them to support the scene, hahaha......"

"If that's the case, I think most of them will be embarrassed today, who doesn't know that Mr. Han is the eldest lady's person? And the eldest lady has always been unaccustomed to the waste mother and son......"

"Shhhh ”

When the crowd saw Ling Zhi's mother and son walking over, they all started to discuss, and at this moment, a slightly sarcastic voice suddenly sounded, "Madam, Ninth Young Master stops!"

The person who spoke was tall and had cold eyes, and it was the head of the Ling family in the mouth of the crowd, Han Fang.

"I really said that Cao Cao Cao arrived, there is a good show to watch now, although Mr. Han is only a subordinate, but he is deeply valued by the eldest lady, although the waste mother and son are the nominal masters, but they have been beaten into the cold palace for many years, no matter why they came today, this face must be lost. ”

The crowd saw Manager Han suddenly appear, and stopped in front of Ling Zhi's mother and son, all showing excited expressions.

Ye Qingying's eyes froze, and he looked at Han Fang coldly and said, "What does Manager Han mean?"

"Third Madam, I think you have lived alone for many years, and you have even forgotten the rules of the Ling Mansion, today is the tri-monthly clan meeting of the Ling Mansion, and the important people who come to the front hall are all important people of the Ling family, if the third lady has nothing important, it is better not to alarm the guests, hehe!" Han Fang smiled coldly, how could he face the respect of the master of the "Third Lady".

"You are presumptuous!"

Ye Qingying's face turned cold, and his cold eyes looked directly at Han Fang's eyelids, "Since it is the Ling family meeting, why can't I go? Am I not the Ling family? My son is not the Ling family?"

"This ......"

Han Fang was stabbed by Ye Qingying's cold gaze, and his heart jumped suddenly, he didn't expect the other party to be so strong. Of course, he wanted to answer "yes", but there are some things that can be discussed in private, but not openly said.

"Just a subordinate, just a dog raised by the Ling family, dares to commit a crime, Han Fang, do you think I, the third lady, dare not punish you? Don't let me go!" Seeing that Han Fang was still holding back, Ye Qingying took a step forward, and his eyes became sharper and sharper.

Han Fang, as the head of the Ling family, was in power for a while, if he was reprimanded by the masters of the Ling family, such as the eldest lady, the second lady, or the third master and the fifth master, it would be okay, but now he was ridiculed as a dog by a fallen phoenix like Ye Qingying, which was simply unbearable.

His eyes immediately bulged out, and in the face of Ye Qingying's cold gaze, Han Fang didn't give an inch, "Cheap! I really think I am the master?

"Say it again!" Ye Qingying's cold eyes were cold, and a trace of murderous intent burst out.

"Just say it, I'm afraid you won't be able to? An abandoned woman gave birth to a waste ......"

"Die!"

Before Han Fang's words fell, the air suddenly became cold, and a sword of ice ling, like lightning, came out from behind Ye Qingying*, rolling boundless killing intent, and stabbed towards Han Fang's chest.

In an instant, countless onlookers felt a chill to their bones. Of course, it wasn't really cold, but it was born from the killing intent of the Ice Ling Sword Martial Spirit released by Ye Qingying.

Han Fang changed color suddenly, he didn't expect Ye Qingying to say that he would do it, and he didn't expect the other party's strength to be so strong. Just about to release his martial spirit, suddenly there was a tingling pain in his chest, and then, with a muffled sound of "bang", the Bingling Sword passed through his chest, bringing up a cloud of blood mist, and Han Fang's tall and majestic body instantly turned into a ball of blood-colored powder.

"Mother has been silent for many years, but she didn't expect her strength to be so strong, with her ice sword martial spirit, and the cultivation of the fifth level of the Xuanwu realm, it is not very difficult to deal with Han Fang, who is only one heavy in the Xuanwu realm, and is also the most ordinary hammer martial spirit. ”

Ling Zhi stood behind Ye Qingying, looking at this scene coldly, his eyes were calm, but he was not surprised.

"Who dares to go wild in Lingfu!"

Suddenly, a high-pitched whistle came, the vitality exploded, the heavens and the earth shook, and everyone only felt a tingling of ear drums and a blue face.

"Xiao Zhi ......" Ye Qingying's face changed, and he hurriedly waved out a vitality to protect Ling Zhi's body, but when he saw Ling Zhi waving his hand, he smiled lightly: "Mother, I'm fine!"

"Is it you, a waste?" another voice fell, the person who spoke was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked somewhat similar to Ling Zhi, but his eyes were slightly slender, and he squinted slightly when he looked at people, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

The whistling sound before was naturally not from this slender-eyed young man, but a thin middle-aged man standing behind him. I saw him take a step forward, staring coldly at Ye Qingying's mother and son, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he turned away again, frowning and said, "It's you? I don't know what Manager Han has done, why do you want to kill someone?"