"Cousin Ling Xiu, do you know what this water curtain is for?" Feeling the soft touch from the snow-white little hands, he didn't mind the little girl's temper, anyway, the tighter you pinched, the more comfortable it was.

The corners of the boy's mouth lifted slightly, and he smiled noncommittally.

"This water curtain, speaking of which, I believe that Cousin Ling Cheng should also know!" Ling Xiu gathered the folding fans in his hand together, clapped his palms, and thought for a moment, "Did my cousin ever know that more than ten years ago, there was a fire in this Yuan Shuge."

"The fire of that fire was very big, almost igniting the entire first floor of the Yuanshu Pavilion" Speaking of this, Ling Xiu turned his head and glanced deeply at the water curtain, "At that time, there was no such water curtain, almost half of the Yuanshu scrolls on the first floor were ignited, and the strength of the family was also greatly reduced at that time, originally our Ling family was the strongest strength among the three major families, and it was too much compared to the Jinli Auction House." ”

"What, our Ling family was still so strong before?" Ling Yuan's eyes widened in surprise and he said unexpectedly. In fact, the most surprising thing for Ling Cheng was Ling Xiu's sentence, more than half of the Yuan Technique was ignited, if it was really destroyed so much, he looked back and glanced at the almost full bookshelf on the first floor, so how many Yuan Techniques did the family have before, how much was burned, and what kind of strength should it be?

The girl on the side, hearing such news, couldn't help but be shocked, turned her head to look at the water curtain in front of her, and blinked lightly......

"Yes, that's all in the past" Ling Xiu let out a long sigh, a touch of weakness lifted in his expression.

"Don't worry, our Ling family will become strong sooner or later" The young man's eyes widened, and a momentum emanated around him!

Feeling such fluctuations, Ling Xiu, who was originally looking at the water curtain, shook his body, but after all, he was different from ordinary people, and quickly stabilized his figure.

"What's the matter, just now, is it an illusion?" I read a sentence in my heart, I don't know why, just now I actually felt that the kid in front of me exuded a powerful aura that seemed to be nothing, and that aura was like a flash in the pan, and it quickly disappeared.

"Oh, hehe, since my cousin has such an ambition, the clan martial arts after that month will have to perform well, and the clan competition will also be affected, and if you participate in it in a year, the quota for the clan competition" Ling Xiu put one hand on Ling Cheng's shoulder, with a sense of encouragement.

"Cousin, don't patronize and praise me, aren't you yourself a genius" looked at Ling Xiu's eyes, his eyelids pulled, and there was a different kind of momentum, "When the time comes, on top of the middle football competition, you and your eldest brother will deal with Wu Shuang of the Wu family and Zhao Hong of the Zhao family respectively, and Ling Shan and I will deal with Wu Yi and Zhao Wei, even if my Ling family falls in momentum, it may not lose to the Wu family and the Zhao family." ”

"Cousin is talking about my Ling family, I won't lose to them," Ling Xiu praised with a smile.

Seeing that the topic of the two of them was finished, the girl on the side squeezed Ling Cheng's hand vigorously, this time it was not as comfortable as before! The pain made Ling Cheng tremble for a while, if it weren't for the fact that this Ling Xiu was still in front of him. I'm afraid Ling Cheng will directly scream bitterly.

"It's not too early, we should go too, cousin, let's talk another day" Ling Cheng informed and wanted to leave.

"Cousin, let's get busy, don't forget to cultivate" waved his hand at the backs of Ling Cheng and the others.

Ling Xiu stood quietly in place and watched the two leave, perhaps it should be said that he watched the girl in front of him leave......

Seeing the girl disappear into his sight, the young man slowly came back to his senses, looking at the place where the girl disappeared, as if the girl's back could still be seen there.

The five fingers are bent, clenched into a fist, and the folding fan in the hand is tightly held.

The scene where Ling Shan hid herself just now, she had always seen it in her eyes, although Ling Cheng didn't notice her gaze at that time, at that time, he felt really uncomfortable, and he had always been a goddess girl. But he was so close to his cousin that he felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife, and he felt a faint pain.

His eyes were still looking straight ahead, and his originally gentle eyes gradually became cold, making people dare not look directly.

Yuanshu Pavilion, counter on the first floor.

Because, the white-haired old man was lying quietly on the recliner, holding a broken pu fan in his hand, and he was fanning quietly, but he looked quite quiet.

After a while, a young man walked up to the counter and knocked on it.

"May I ask, what kind of scroll did Ling Cheng walk on just now?" asked the old man in front of him.

"Xuan-level Zhongpin Yuan Technique, the name is Xuanxuan Explosive Strength, oh, of course, there is also a volume of exercises" The old man turned over, turned his back to him, and waved his hand at him, signaling not to disturb him to rest anymore. Although he knew that it was not only the Xuan Xuan Qi that Ling Cheng had taken away, but also the Spirit Sword Finger, the old man deliberately omitted the Spirit Sword Finger! He naturally knew that there was a festival between Ling Xiu and Ling Yuan, and this festival came from this Yuan Shu Pavilion.

"Xuan-rank mid-grade Yuan Technique?" Ling Xiu's eyes were cold, and he had no emotion at all, "But I don't know how far you can cultivate."

Ling Xiu turned around, his gaze just hit the water curtain, so he took a deep look.

"If it weren't for that accident, perhaps, you're still there" His eyes were very confused, and he was almost about to cry, Ling Xiu said in his heart.

Just as the young man was melancholy at the water curtain, an old voice broke the latter's memory.

"Boy, when is the time for retribution, let it pass in the past, blindly caring about it is not good for yourself!"

"I know!" Ling Xiu replied in a heavy tone! this time, his answer was not as respectful as the last time.

The dragon has reverse scales, and those who touch it are angry.

His knot does not allow anyone to break it, nor does it allow anyone to influence him.

The old man in front of him had no intention of continuing to speak, waved his hand, turned around and wanted to leave.

"The incident in the past has nothing to do with this little doll in front of you, don't be blinded by hatred!"

"You don't have to worry about this" put aside the sentence and turned to leave, without looking back.

After a while, the young man left the Yuanshu Pavilion......

"Lies will eventually lead to misunderstandings, and good intentions may not be rewarded......

The old man shook his head, and the fan in his hand stopped agitating and slowly closed his eyes......