Chapter 3: The Light of the Past

"Oh, what's the matter?" Ling Yun looked at Ling Xiao.

"This is my subordinate, you don't seem to be qualified to pardon. The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth hooked an arc.

Ling Yun also smiled and said: Indeed, this is your subordinate, I am not qualified to convict him, but this person's head is broken, at most he will be locked up for a few days, forget it?"

"Hmph, lock him up for a few days, this is a light statement, our Ling family should kill this kind of thief. Ling Xiao's killing word was spoken, and a sinister aura emanated from his body.

This evil aura emanated, and the surrounding air shook slightly.

The kneeling subordinate's face was shocked, and everyone around him was trembling.

The sound of "killing" fluttered lightly in the air, and the fan in Ling Xiao's hand flew out.

The fan made a graceful arc in the air, heading towards the man's neck.

The speed was very fast, and before the person could react, the body and the head were separated.

A large amount of blood poured out from the broken neck, and the blood flowed all over the place.

The feeling of the blood spurting out was like a waterfall flowing water, and the flushed blood instantly stained the ground.

Poof!

The neck was broken, and the man's head turned in an arc in the air before falling to the ground.

Even if the head fell to the ground, those eyes still showed strong unwillingness.

After the fan cut off the person's neck, it slowly turned back into Ling Xiao's hand.

Ling Xiao shook the fan, and the blood stains on it were removed, and it became smooth and clean again.

Holding a fan in his hand, Ling Xiao fanned leisurely, tilting his head slightly, enjoying the smell of blood in the air.

The cold wind blew, blowing past Ling Xiao, blowing his white robe backwards.

In the boy, there is still a feeling of superiority.

Snowflakes kept falling, sprinkling on Ling Xiao's body, making the young man appear colder and more arrogant.

The dozens of subordinates around looked at their companions on the ground with their bodies on the side and their heads on the side, and in fear, their legs trembled in a greater arc.

Ling Yun's face was a little ugly, he looked at Ling Xiao and said, "You are too cruel to do this?"

Ling Xiao's face trembled, and he looked at Ling Yun with an unkind gaze, and said, "Cruel? Ling Yun, are you making me laugh." ”

"What, making you laugh?" Ling Yun clenched his hands slightly.

"It really makes me laugh, it's just killing a subordinate, can this be said to be cruel?" Ling Xiao glanced at Ling Yun and continued to shake the fan, the sarcasm on the corner of his mouth even worse.

"The next person is also a human being, but the birth is different. Ling Yun's chest rose and fell slightly, as if due to excitement.

"Even if you are a human being, you are born differently and are destined to have different identities, so you can kill if you want to. The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth were still mocking, and after a pause, he continued: "Oh, by the way, in fact, birth is like that, this is like you are the eldest son of the patriarch, if there is no accident, the position of the patriarch will also be inherited by you in the future, Ling Yun, you are the future patriarch, it's a shame, it's a shame." ”

Glancing at Ling Yun, Ling Xiao continued to shake the fan with his right hand, and he changed from a new one to a happy look.

Seeing Ling Xiao's arrogant posture, Ling Yun didn't care, but said: "It stands to reason that I should be the patriarch of the Ling family in the future, and you will be ready to die at that time, because you have offended me, the future patriarch, I will divide your five horses into corpses in the future, and take your corpse to feed the dogs." ”

Ling Xiao seemed to feel the smell of gunpowder on Ling Yun's body, turned his head sideways, and said, "Very good, then, do you want to try it now?"

The momentum on Ling Yun's body continued to condense, and gradually dissipated after condensation, he loosened his clenched hands, and said, "No, I won't do it, your identity is very low, with your lowly identity, you are not qualified to compete with me." ”

Eventually, Ling Yun whistled and turned around and walked south.

When he turned around, the steps were so leisurely, even the whistle in his mouth was so loud.

The snow was falling, and the snowflakes fell on his body and on his head, and the breath in his nostrils seemed a little chaotic when he exhaled.

"Bastard, arrogant fellow, I'm going to beat you in the competition, I'm not the same person I was two years ago. ”

As he walked, Ling Yun heard a voice coming from behind him, but he continued to whistle and continue to walk forward.

After walking away, the whistle in Ling Yun's mouth stopped, and even his face was a little gloomy.

Walking all the way, the subordinates on the road, after seeing Ling Yun's face, all gave way and did not salute him.

As he walked, he turned a few streets, passed through several mansions, and came to the gate of a martial arts arena.

The gate of the martial arts arena was as black as ink, and there was a sense of grandeur emanating from it.

The gate is 100 zhang high and 200 zhang wide, and many people come and go in it.

Above the gate, there is a pitch-black plaque with the words "Martial Arts Field" written on it.

The three words "martial arts field" are written in the font of dragon flying and phoenix dancing, giving people a majestic feeling.

Standing in front of the gate, Ling Yun didn't step in, and there was a hesitation on his whole face.

The middle finger of his right hand subconsciously slapped the fading edge, as if due to nervousness.

"Lingyun, why don't you go in yet, together. ”

"Young Master, I haven't seen you for two years, if it weren't for the family test this time, it would be really difficult to see you. ”

"Two years ago, the eldest young master was only twelve years old, and he entered the late stage of qi training, at that time, it shocked everyone, and I believe that this time, he will definitely be able to set a record. ”……

When the people around them walked into the venue, many of them greeted Ling Yun, and some of them were talking.

For the people who greeted him, Ling Yun sometimes subconsciously said "en", and sometimes he didn't bother to respond.

Maybe his mind is no longer on this.

His eyes were a little confused, and when he looked at the martial arts arena, there was a deep fear in the depths of his pupils.

This fear, like a monster that eats people, wants to swallow him fiercely.

"Brother Yun, I haven't seen you for two years, where have you been during this time?"

When Ling Yun's eyes were confused, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

Hearing this voice, his pupils shrank sharply, and his body trembled slightly.

Turning his head to look, when Ling Yun saw the girl's face clearly, the sweat stains oozing from his hands were dried.

The girl looked fourteen years old, and the first thing that caught her eye was the smart eyes, which looked beautiful like snow in winter.

The smart eyes, contrasted with the girl's curved willow eyebrows, appear more vivid.

The girl's face was always a little delicate, or sickly, which made her face a little pale.

Although the girl's body appears delicate and her face looks pale, she has a different kind of beauty.

On the girl's body, she carried a silver long sword with a scabbard four feet long.

A slender girl, a silver sword, and falling snow, the girl will always be a beautiful scenery in this martial arts arena.

The girl's name is "Xue Xue".

Seeing the girl's figure, Ling Yun's face was happy, and then looking at the pale color on the girl's face, a soft color flashed in his eyes, and said, "Xiaoxue, your illness, isn't it okay?"

When there was a soft color in Ling Yun's eyes, his previous fear, fear, had all disappeared.

"It's not good, it's been like this since I was five years old, Brother Yun, it's okay, this doesn't affect my cultivation. Xue Xue chuckled.

This smile, coupled with the girl's morbid delicate face, is always so beautiful.

"This disease is so strange, could it be that in the past few years, the cultivators of the healing department have not seen some clues?"

"Hey, even if it's a late-stage healing monk, there's no way to do it. Xue Xue's face was a little gloomy.

"The monks in the heartbeat period can't be treated, so I will go to the monks who have cultivated to a higher level in the future, and I believe that those more powerful beings will definitely be able to cure Xiaoxue's illness. Ling Yun's voice was earnest.

Xue Xue's face was full of happiness, and said: "Being able to hear Brother Yun's words makes Xiaoxue very happy, Brother Yun, let's go in, I am looking forward to Brother Yun for today's test." ”

Xue Xuexian stretched out her hand, holding Ling Yun's hand while walking towards the venue.

When she held Ling Yun's hand, it was so natural, as if she had become accustomed to it, as she walked, the girl said: "Two years ago, Brother Yun reached the late stage of Qi training, I remember that at that time, Brother Yun was the most eye-catching light. ”

As she spoke, Xue Xue's eyes lit up, and she felt as if she was the one who attracted attention back then.

When Ling Yun and the girl walked side by side, the corners of his mouth flashed a little bitter, and he said, "Xiaoxue, wait a minute, I guess I'm going to disappoint you." ”

Xue Xue's steps paused slightly, her smart eyes looked at Ling Yun, and said, "Brother Yun, I don't allow you to say such things, you haven't seen you for two years, you shouldn't become so unconfident." ”

Looking at those smart eyes, Ling Yun held the girl's right hand, and couldn't help trembling, he said seriously: "Xiaoxue, it's true, it is estimated that today, I will become a joke, when the time comes, don't laugh at me." ”

Seeing Ling Yun's serious expression, not like a joke, Xue Xue nodded and said, "Well, no wonder in the past two years, Brother Yun has not gone to the high mountain with Xiaoxue again, standing on the top of the mountain, enjoying the scenery under the mountain, nor going to the beach with Xiaoxue again, while fishing, while admiring the vastness of the sea, is there something wrong with Brother Yun?"

"Hey, there haven't been any major changes, it's just that in the past two years, my cultivation has still not been able to improve an inch. The bitterness at the corner of Ling Yun's mouth was even worse.

Xue Xue's eyes widened, and she said, "Cultivation can't be advanced an inch?"

"Yes, it's just that I can't make an inch of progress in cultivation, I don't know why, when I cultivate, I can no longer find the feeling I felt two years ago, it was a natural feeling, that feeling, I used to be obsessed, but unfortunately, now it's gone. Ling Yun raised his head slightly and looked at the sky, there was melancholy in his eyes.

"Feeling?" Xue Xue had thoughts and doubts in her eyes.

"Two years ago, I could easily feel the aura of heaven and earth, and it was very easy for me to inhale this aura into my body, but later, although I could also absorb the aura between heaven and earth, I could not increase the vitality in my body by any bit. The corners of Ling Yun's mouth were even more bitter.

"Brother Yun, since the aura you absorbed, since it didn't increase the vitality in your body, where did it go?" Xue Xue had curiosity in his eyes.

"If only I knew, but I didn't. In Ling Yun's eyes, a little bloodshot appeared again, as if it was due to extreme discomfort.

Seeing the bloodshot in Ling Yun's eyes, Xue Xue comforted: "Brother Yun, everything will be fine, don't take it to heart, you are still the most eye-catching light two years ago." ”