Nodding, Cheng Xia said, "You say." ”

Luo Zheng said: "Here's the thing, my cultivation is also known for you, there is already too much difference with my peers, as the heir of the family, this position is already unstable, however, our Luo family has our Luo family's cultivation methods, but there are many dangers, I don't know if I can come back this time." ”

After pondering for a while, Cheng Xia comforted: "It's okay, Jiren has his own natural appearance, Brother Luo doesn't have to worry too much." "I didn't dissuade Luo Zheng from taking risks, because Cheng Xia knew that Luo Zheng said it so solemnly, it could only show that he had made up his mind, the people of the family, once they made up their minds to do something, no one could stop them, this is the soul of the family, the arrogance of the family

Glancing at Cheng Xia gratefully, Luo Zheng continued: "I'm going, nine deaths, if I'm unlucky, please ask Brother Cheng to help me hand over this thing to my third brother Luo Kui, in the family, in addition to me, the most suitable heir is him, the rest of the people are either snobbish or incapable, I don't worry." ”

Without saying much, after putting away the items handed over by Luo Zheng, he comforted him for a while, and was about to go back to the room to rest, but he listened to Luo Zheng's words from behind him, "Oh, by the way, Brother Cheng, you had better participate in this Dao Law Competition." ”

Slightly puzzled for a while, Cheng Xia asked, "Why?"

After hesitating for a while, Luo Zheng said: "The prize of this Dao Contest is a bit special, it is my uncle's relic, the Wind God Bow. ”

Hearing Luo Zheng talk about the Wind God Bow, Cheng Xia's fists clenched together, and then slowly let go, and he didn't ask too much, because he knew that if he asked, there would be no result.

But although he didn't ask, Luo Zheng still explained: "I'm sorry, Brother Cheng, we have tried our best, this thing was bought at a weapon stall, and I don't know how many hands that person poured, what we mean here is to return the Fengshen Bow to Ling Yuxuan, but some dog things in the family refuse to live or die, that group of people is a little annoying, the head of the family is not there and is clamoring to let me give up my position, although I didn't say it explicitly, but the thing that was secretly destroyed last time was made by them, and also, be careful of the Zhang family of the City Lord's Mansion, this family is a little weird." ”

Sighing heavily, Cheng Xia still didn't say anything after all, the blow to him today was too great, first the news that Long Ling'er killed Jiang Yuan, followed by the tragic death of the tiger monster in front of him, and finally his father's relics were played with as a prize, a series of blows directly knocked him down on the bed, he didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to sleep well, and quietly put the whole thing through slowly, however, even if he slept, he still couldn't get quiet

"Ah! Come on! Come on! Long Ling'er will kill the old general! Come on!"

"Cheng Xia, you don't believe me? Why? Hmm? Just for this irrelevant person, you don't believe me?"

"No, don't, don't!!"

"Ling'er, Ling'er, listen to me!"

"I'm going to kill you, I! Long Ling'er, swear to the sky, as long as you live for one day, you will be inseparable from Cheng Xia!"

"No, Ling'er, you don't want to die, I don't want you to die, why! Why is that?"

"If only one of the two of us could live, I hope that the one who lives is you. ”

The same dream struck again, with tears in his eyes, Cheng Xia woke up from the dream again and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, Cheng Xia didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Outside the window, the chirping of the "cuckoo" came, quietly listening to the birdsong, Cheng Xia couldn't fall asleep for a long time, sat cross-legged on the bed for a long time, and finally decided to refine the injured feet first, after all, in the dream, Long Ling'er once said, "If only one of the two of us can live, I hope that the one who lives is you." Although he didn't see the picture, Cheng Xia could hear Long Ling'er's strong love and deep helplessness, what was it that made her so helpless? Cheng Xia didn't know, and he didn't want to know, now he just wanted to make himself stronger, and if he really encountered this situation, at least he could guarantee that Long Ling'er would not be helpless

Exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Cheng Xia first quieted himself, and then, gradually, introduced his divine consciousness into his brain, in his mind, a huge stone tablet was standing proudly, according to the method taught by the negative man, Cheng Xia began to concentrate, calm, and then began to meditate, small, small, small, small

Half an hour passed, after reading countless "small", the stele did not become smaller after all, angry fists, suddenly hit on the stele, now he doesn't know why, more and more impetuous, every time he fails to practice, he will always feel upset, always feel that he is a step slower, as if something is about to be lost.

"Don't be in a hurry, concentrate, calm down, and then try to communicate with your predecessors with your heart, yes, that's it, be pious. Next to Cheng Xia's soul, Li Mu's figure quietly appeared, and after Cheng Xia's guidance was settled, he gently touched his eyebrows, and a point of light entered casually, after doing all this, Li Mu sighed again, and quietly observed Cheng Xia's movements.

Cheng Xia, who was in a settled state, under the traction of Li Mu, the soul began to move towards the stele, gradually, gradually, the whole soul was submerged in the stele, seeing Cheng Xia enter the stele, Li Mu sighed, and said to himself: "There is only so much that can help you, whether you can get the approval of your predecessors depends on your creation (to be continued)