In the cold winter, the courtyard of the wooden house. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Childe, it's time for soup. ”

A slightly immature voice came from his ears, and Gangneung turned his head to look. A little girl was holding a steaming night of medicinal soup in her hands, looking at him with burning eyes.

"Oh. ”

Gangneung took the soup and glanced at the girl's hand, which was red from cold. Instead of drinking directly, he gently lifted the bowl to his mouth and blew gently.

"Childe, is it hot? I'll take it to dry for a while. ”

"No, you take it first. ”

Jiang Ling said, handing the bowl to the girl, she took it with both hands, and a trace of warmth appeared on her red little face.

Jiang Ling looked up, the girl was wearing a coarse cloth shirt, and her facial features were quite cute and moving, and it could be seen that she must have the appearance of the country when she grows up. It's just that there is a noticeable elongated scar on the left cheek, which spoils the beauty of the whole face.

"Lin'er, how many meters are left in the house?" asked Jiang Ling.

"It's enough for three days. Lin'er said, but said, "Don't worry, Childe, I'll go to the city in the afternoon and find a chore to do." ”

“...... Lin'er, come with me to the pawnshop in the afternoon. Gangneung said.

"Pawnshop, what is Childe doing at the pawnshop?" the girl blinked, puzzled.

"Naturally, it's a thing. ”

"But Childe, we don't have anything to do anymore. The girl glanced at Jiang Ling and said cautiously: "The things we brought out from the family have already been taken care of, and there is nothing to do." ”

"Isn't there still this dress?" said Jiang Ling, pulling his sleeve and laughing.

Compared with the coarse linen clothes on Lin'er's body, Jiangling's clothes can be described as gorgeous.

A dark blue cloud brocade robe, with a moon-white phoenix belt tied around his waist, and a pair of gold silk steps under his feet. At first glance, it is the dress of a rich and noble son, if it is pawned, it can be used as a year's food money for ordinary people.

"That's not going to work!"

The girl named Lin'er was shocked when she heard this, and the soup bowl she was holding almost fell to the ground, and she said to Jiang Ling urgently: "Son, how can you be clothes!"

"There's nothing you can't do. Jiang Ling chuckled, looked at Lin'er and said, "You little girl is wearing coarse linen clothes, I can't wear them?"

"Can't wear it!" Lin'er immediately said loudly, put the soup bowl on the stone table on the side, leaned over with a small face, and hurriedly persuaded: "Childe, it's the cold season right now, and Childe has just been ......"

Lin'er paused at this point. A hint of pity flashed on his face, and seeing that Jiang Ling's face remained unchanged, Fang continued: "...... The body needs to be well nurtured! And the son is the son of the Jiang family! How can he wear sackcloth!"

Jiang family, Jiang family......

A look of mockery appeared on Jiang Ling's face when he heard this, since he left that gate the day before yesterday, he was no longer a member of the Jiang family.

"Jiangling, you steal the family's spiritual skills, abolish your cultivation according to the rules, and expel the Jiang family!"

The words of the Jiang family patriarch came to mind, and Jiang Ling sneered in his heart.

Stealing from school?hehe......

When the Great Elder sent someone to hand over the secret book to him, he said that it was a family reward, but a day later, he was searched by the people of the Discipline Hall, saying that he had secretly learned the family spiritual skills, but the person who sent the secret book had disappeared and there was no evidence, and as a result, Jiangling ended up in a situation where he went out in vain. After all, in the family, stealing spiritual skills is a big crime, if it weren't for Jiangling's grandfather is the second elder, I'm afraid it would be common to be killed on the spot.

Although Jiangling has no evidence, if it is not a frame by the Great Elder, then Jiangling really can't think of any other reason.

"It doesn't matter. ”

After collecting his thoughts, Jiang Ling spoke. Stretched out his hand to shake the girl's cold little hand, and said with a smile: "My body is fine. ”

"No, no, no. Lin'er was held by Jiang Ling's slender hand, and her already red cheeks became even more prosperous, but she still insisted in a low voice: "I promised Madame to take care of my son, and I can't let my son suffer!"

"Mother......" Jiangling's expression was in a trance.

"I'm sorry Childe!" Seeing this, Lin'er hurriedly said, "I didn't mean to mention Madame!"

"It's fine. ”

Jiang Ling whispered, a wry smile on his face. If his mother and father were still around, how could he be bullied so much.

Lin'er saw Jiang Ling's expression, and her face was also gloomy. I cursed myself a few words in my heart.

Lin'er, Lin'er, you're such a stupid girl! I don't know if Childe is most afraid of others mentioning Mrs. and Master! But where has Mrs. Boss gone? I've been gone for ten years, and I haven't come back to see Childe. If the old man's wife was still there, with the genius and talent of the son, how could he end up in such a situation......

When the girl thought about it, her heart was filled with bitterness, her expression was sad, her eyes were red and she wanted to cry, but she was pulled by Jiang Ling's arm, and when she looked up, the young man was smiling.

"What are you crying about, do you think that the food is not delicious after leaving the family?" Jiang Ling said with a smile.

"How come!" The girl immediately said, "It doesn't matter what I eat, but Childe ......"

"I'm no longer the son of the Jiang family. Jiang Ling shook his head and interrupted the girl's words, looked at Lin'er's eyes, and said seriously: "Lin'er, since the day I was abolished and cultivated, I am no longer the son of the Jiang family, just Jiang Ling, do you understand?"

“...... Understood!" Lin'er nodded seriously, plucked up the courage and said: "It doesn't matter if the son is the son of the Jiang family or not, but he will always be the son of Lin'er!"

After speaking, the girl seemed to realize the ambiguity in her words, blushed, and hurriedly wanted to explain, but she couldn't speak incoherently.

"Childe, I'm not talking about the forever childe, it's the childe......"

"Alright, alright. Jiang Ling stood up, looked up and touched the girl's somewhat dry and messy hair, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

"Then you don't listen to me?"

"Childe's words are naturally listened to!"

"Then follow me to the pawnshop. ”

"But...... All right. ”

Lin'er wanted to say something, but when she saw Jiang Ling's expression, she still said helplessly.

Jiang Ling smiled when he heard this, raised the soup bowl on the stone table, and drank the green medicinal soup in two sips.

Knock knock knock.

The bitter medicinal soup spread in his mouth, but compared to Jiang Ling's heart at the moment, this bitterness seemed to be no longer worth mentioning.

Afternoon.

When the two returned from the pawnshop, Gangneung had already changed into a light gray coarse cloth dress, but he was carrying two bags of rice noodles with a smile on his face. But Lin'er, who was following alongside, was not very happy, with a drooping little face, holding a small bag of medicinal herbs, looking sullen.

"I'm going to cook the soup first. ”

Back to the small courtyard on the outskirts of the city that the two bought, Lin'er said.

"Didn't you drink it in the morning?" asked Gangneung, putting the bag of rice noodles aside.

"The doctor said that at least two bowls a day, one in the morning and one in the evening. Lin'er looked at the medicinal herbs in her arms and said, "But now that there are more medicinal herbs, I still think that if I drink an extra bowl every day, I will definitely recover quickly!"

“......”

Seeing that Jiangling was speechless, Lin'er couldn't help but smile and went into the wooden house to cook the soup. Jiang Ling sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, raised his hand slightly, and after a while, a faint white light quietly bloomed from his palm.

"Alas, is there only a little spiritual power left in the hundred bones of the limbs......" Jiang Ling sighed softly, and whispered to himself with a bitter face.

Ten years of penance, once it came to naught.

Rao is Jiangling is determined, but on that day, all thoughts were discouraged and his voice was hoarse. If it weren't for Lin'er's company, I'm afraid I would have become crazy at this time......

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed, and when Gangneung looks up, the winter sun looks a little dazzling. He stretched out his white palm, letting the light pass through his fingers and onto his eyes.

Tingling, yet warm.

"Yo, Gongzi Jiangling is so elegant, he is actually basking in the sun!" A somewhat harsh voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the small courtyard. Jiang Ling looked up and saw two figures walking in through the gate.

"Is there something wrong?" Jiang Ling glanced at the two of them and asked lightly.

"Saying that, you can't come to see Gongzi Gangneung if you have nothing to do. The speaker was a young man, he was wearing a blue rain brocade robe, holding a white folding fan in his hand, his face was frivolous, and there was a trace of disdain in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Ling.

"But Gongzi Jiangling is really called the first handsome son of our Jiang family, look at it, it's just a rotten cloth worn on his body, and he is so charming, hahaha!

The young man finished with a smile and turned his head to look at the girl on the side. The latter didn't answer, glanced at Jiang Ling, a trace of fleeting regret flashed in his eyes, and said to the young man: "Senior Brother Jiang Pan, let's go back quickly." If the Second Elder knew that we had come to Jiangling, he would definitely be angry. ”

The girl is still young, only about sixteen. But there is a hint of maturity in his speech and demeanor, coupled with a beautiful and moving face, which is enough to make young people feel love.

"Hmph, Second Elder?" the young man sneered when he heard this, and said disdainfully: "What is the use of a wasted grandfather! Besides, my grandfather is about to break through to the spirit general now! When the time comes, hehe......

Jiang Ling's face remained unchanged when he heard this, but there was a storm in his heart!

The Great Elder is about to break through to the Spirit General!

That's right, the young man in front of him is called Jiang Pan, and his grandfather is Jiang Zhao, the great elder of the Jiang family, that is, the person who sent someone to send the secret book of spiritual skills to Jiang Ling. If he breaks through to the spirit general, I'm afraid his grandfather will ......

"Jiangling, listen, if you beg me now, I will let you go for the sake of Sister Yao's face, otherwise I will ......" Jiang Panyin looked at Jiangling fiercely, raised the folding fan in his hand, and pointed at Jiangling's head.

"Otherwise?" Jiang Ling said indifferently.

"Otherwise, I'll kill you today!" Jiang Pan said fiercely, he had been holding back this sentence for many years. He is two years older than Gangneung, but he has been pressed by Gangneung in all aspects since he was a child, whether it is his cultivation or the praise of his elders, he is not as good as Gangneung. The comparison of others with Jiang Ling was enough to make him resentful in his heart. But Jiang Yao, who he has always liked, is also secretly in love with Jiang Ling. This made him even more jealous. But because Gangneung has always been a genius of the younger generation of the family, he just dares to be angry and dare not speak.

But now everything has changed, now he is the genius of the Jiang family, the focus of thousands of eyes, and Jiang Ling, for him now, is just a lump of mud trampled on at will. Therefore, he will trample on.

"Senior Brother Jiang Pan!"

Jiang Yao, who was on the side, changed his expression greatly when he heard this, and hurriedly spoke: "Jiang Ling is the only grandson of the second elder, if the senior brother moves him, I am afraid that the second elder and the patriarch will ......."

"Hmph, what's that old bastard doing! With my grandfather here, he can't touch me!" Jiang Panyin smiled predictively: "Hehe, and do you think the patriarch will punish me, a seventh-order spirit disciple, for a waste of cultivation that has been completely wasted?"

Jiang Yao opened her mouth when she heard this, unable to speak.

Indeed, Jiang Pan was already a seventh-order spirit disciple, and he could be regarded as a genius. It is impossible for the patriarch to blame Jiang Pan for the sake of a Jiangling who has cultivated all expenses.

And Gangneung......

Jiang Yao's gaze fell on the silent Jiang Ling, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Once upon a time, the handsome young man in front of him was the most dazzling existence in the family, before he was ten years old, he had already broken through the spirit disciple to become a spirit master, and in just four years, he broke through again and again, becoming a third-order spirit master at the age of fourteen, and no one in Cangcheng was invincible for a young man of the same age.

Attention, resources, and praise were all focused on the teenager, only now, everything was taken away again.

"How about it, Jiangling, I'll give you ten seconds, as long as you kneel down and beg me, I will spare you, and reward you with two silver to buy the clothes that people should wear, if you don't ask, hehe, don't blame me for not being merciful!" After Jiang Pan finished speaking, he shook the folding fan lightly, and looked at Jiangling with a smug smile on his face.

The genius of the past was about to be trampled under his feet, just thinking about it, Jiang Pan couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

"Jiang Pan, the secret book of spiritual skills was not given to me by your grandfather. In the face of humiliation, Gangneung did not get angry, but asked solemnly. However, neither of them noticed that above the index finger of Jiang Ling's left hand, a faint white light was slowly condensing.

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Pan laughed out loud and said arrogantly: "What?!You go to the patriarch to cry! ”

"So you admit it?" Jiang Ling asked as he got up, his delicate cheeks expressionless, and his eyes stared at Jiang Pan tightly.

"Heh, yes, I admit it, what can you do to me?" Jiang Pan was stared at by Jiang Ling's gaze, and suddenly a wave of unexplained fear swept through his body, but he was immediately thrown away. I secretly said in my heart, this kid has been abolished and cultivated, and now he is not even as good as an ordinary person, what can he do with me?!

Thinking that a trace of fear actually appeared in his heart just now, Jiang Pan suddenly felt a little humiliated, and said sharply: "There are still five seconds!"

After speaking, a faint white light appeared on his body, obviously condensing spiritual power.

"Jiangling!" Jiang Yao on the side saw that Jiang Pan was going to move seriously, panic suddenly appeared on his beautiful cheeks, and said to Jiang Ling: "Jiangling, don't be strong, you will ......"

"Plead with him!"