"So I said... how long do you want to follow? You have already followed all the way! As a high priest, shouldn't you stay in the Temple of the God King peacefully??"
Finally reaching the edge of the Liuchuan Forest Area, Ling Yao could get rid of the inefficiency of walking all the way as long as he arrived at Shilishan Town, and use the large teleportation array to quickly reach Ling's home in the southeast.
but! Why! He has an extra little tail!
"Ah... let's go to Shilishan Town."
Nan Rong and Qiu's eyes drifted away, not knowing what they were looking at.
Ling Yao immediately rolled his eyes:
"Not to mention whether we have a good relationship or not, I have never seen anyone send someone away all the way to Rukawa!"
Nan Rong and Qiu hummed, but had no intention of leaving.
In fact... for being able to follow him for such a long time, this kid is clearly a disobedient person.
However, no matter how they followed, Nanrong and Qiu would not be able to leave Liuchuan.
Although the child was not from the same group as Ling Yao, but unlike Da Xikang or Lang Yue, his belief in the Heavenly Snake Spirit - or the current Heavenly Dragon God - was extremely sincere. It is precisely because of this that he respected the authority of Da Xikang in the past and regarded the so-called prophecies and the authority of the Temple of the God King as the norm.
He may have doubts about everything that the Sky Snake Spirit acquiesces to, and he may not look down upon those who act wantonly, but he still allows them to develop, "playing it safe" and refusing to take any action.
Therefore, such a person will never violate the law that "priests cannot leave Liuchuan easily".
Now that Shilishan Town is already in sight, even if this guy insists on following, there are only a few miles left.
"So, if you don't tell me what you want to do, I will leave soon?"
The sky was overcast and it seemed like it was going to rain. But even so, the familiar pavilions of the town have already appeared in sight.
Ling Yao raised his hand, pulled off the scarf wrapped around his head, and then neatly tied his hair back with the scarf. He immediately changed from the image of a mysterious snake driver deep in the Liuchuan forest area back to that heroic figure. A brave swordsman.
"Oh, this hairstyle is still comfortable. You Rukawa's hairstyle says that you wrap your hair with a scarf, but in fact you still have a large piece hanging on your back. It makes me so hot! Wrapping it up once a day makes me feel lonely!"
Just as Ling Yao was complaining, Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly spoke:
"Are you going to Southeast? Why don't you stay?"
Ling Yao was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked with a puzzled expression:
"Do you need to say that? I'm going home! Ling... Han Hanlin, that kid, didn't you just take the first step? If such a big thing happens, I can't go back to help? Besides, you don't like me either, why? He looked like he couldn’t bear to part with it.”
Nanrong and Qiu looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak, and hesitantly said:
"But Liuchuan is your place of origin. You shouldn't leave here. What's more, the southeast is a very dangerous place for you at this moment..."
Ling Yao touched his chin thoughtfully and leaned over to look at a certain kid:
"I heard that after you took up the position of high priest, you made a prediction according to the old law. I thought you were predicting Rukawa's future, or your own destiny, but it turned out that you were predicting me...
"It seems that you already know that I am not the 'God King'? Are you worried about me?"
"The God King, at the beginning, was just one of the many living beings in Ruchuan. His behavior allowed him to be recognized by the Holy Spring, and he could resonate with it.
"And I was chosen as the youngest priest because I was born with the ability to resonate with the holy spring, and my sense of intimacy is unparalleled. But this resonance is still limited."
Nan Rong and Qiu did not avoid Ling Yao's question this time, but replied,
"But you are different. Not only did you have a huge resonance with the Holy Spring, you even directly received the power given to you by the Holy Spring. This is not something ordinary humans can do. Unless... you already have the power of the Holy Spring in your body. Part of it, Holy Spring regards you as its own, so it has no reservations."
"Actually, that's what I understand. It's just that I don't understand. When did I have a part of the holy spring in my body?"
Ling Yao didn't hide anything, nodded calmly, and suddenly showed a playful smile,
"Oh~ I suddenly discovered something. No wonder you always want to pull me away with a shy face. The reason for co-writing is because you are very close to the 'Holy Spring', so you want to be close to me -"
Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly lost their faces, but they suppressed their "complaints" at the last moment:
"You are right. But your thoughts are obviously different from the Holy Spring itself. Because of this, I am particularly worried about you, so I want to make predictions about you to see what your influence will be on Rukawa in the future."
Ling Yao blinked and sighed with regret:
"Hey, why don't you freak out? If you want to say that I was talking nonsense just now, I can say that it is not because of the holy spring, but because of my unique and handsome personal charm..."
A certain kid immediately showed an expression like "Nanrong and Qiu have already seen everything":
"But I figured out something else. But before I tell you, I want to ask a few other questions."
Ling Yao blurted out immediately:
"I loved you. I saved you. I wrote your name on the house."
Nan Rong and Qiu:? ? ? Is there something wrong with this person's brain?
In fact, Ling Yao, who had some "problems" with his brain (knowledge), learned a lot of nonsense:
"Ahem... Just pretend you didn't hear it. Just ask. Although I'm not interested in those prophecies..."
"Why did you choose me to be the high priest? You neither like me nor believe me. Otherwise, how could you deliberately let me hear the conversation between you and Fan Shansheng and tell me not to go against him?"
It seems that they have let go of everything that happened in the past and those unwilling emotions. Nan Rong and Qiu looked particularly calm when they asked this question.
"Of course I have not changed my opinion of you. However, everyone has their own way of life, and I am not qualified to ask you to change anything. Besides, when the superiors hire people, how can they decide based on whether they like it or not? "
Ling Yao stretched out his hand, flicked the child's forehead, and answered with a smile.
"Then what if you change your opinion of me? What difference will it make?"
Nan Rong and Qiu covered their foreheads with their eyes wide open, as if they were warning each other not to do anything.
Ling Yao suddenly turned his head, as if looking into the distance, and said:
"Do you know the scenery of the southeastern water town? It is different from Liuchuan. Even the sky is gentle. There is a slanting wind and drizzle, and the misty rain is hazy. The willow branches next to the stone bridge are swaying softly, and the bluestones under the eaves are moist and moss-grown. Every support The girls with oil-paper umbrellas are like delicate flowers, and every young man with his knife and embroidery seems to have a romantic past.
"There are many places in this continent that are completely different from Rukawa. There are ice sheets in the north, deserts in the south, towering peaks in the middle, and salty sea breeze in the east. Even Qingyun City heading west from here, A completely different scenery from Rukawa.”
Listening to Ling Yao's sudden change of topic, Nan Rong and Qiu frowned.
He was a little unclear about it, but he seemed to feel it again, what he had vaguely noticed that he had lost that night in the dungeon.
"Perhaps you think that we have reached a win-win situation now - I squeeze you to work for the Temple of the God King, and you are willing to enjoy your current status. But what if..."
Huhu——
A strong wind blew in the forest. Amidst the flying sand and stones, Nan Rong and Qiu subconsciously narrowed their eyes. In his narrow field of vision, Ling Yao's figure finally moved. As he walked further and further away, his voice became quieter and quieter.
——"I will set you free."
He could have become Ling Yao's "friend" and gotten a completely different future.
"The mountains are peeling off, and the eagles and magpies are in the forest together!"
Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly ran against the strong wind. He forced his eyes open, which were blurred by the wind and sand, and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"Heaven and earth, the tiger falls into a pit!
"Fengming Qishan——"
thump.
Nan Rong and Qiu suddenly slipped and fell straight down, facing the ground.
The fall was actually not that heavy. He lay on the ground and wiped a handful of mud on his face, but he never got up.
Because the footsteps in the distance have disappeared.
"The old bird burns its nest..."
God, it's raining.
…
If we say that when he first received the news, Ling Yao was still quite worried. So since Ling Linhan took the first step and arrived at the Ling family, he actually felt much more at ease.
After all, listening to the complaints about how Ling Linhan killed everyone on the front line of the demonic invasion not only made him sigh a few more times, "It's so glorious to be the protagonist," but more importantly, it allowed him to obtain intelligence on the battlefield:
The new fissure invaded by the demons in the southeastern region this time was not at the boundary of the Ling family, but a wasteland that had not yet been developed. In addition, Qiu Tianming discovered it in time, so it did not cause huge casualties like other new fissures.
In addition, the location of the crack this time is closest to Hengnan, so apart from the main manpower, the other main force almost belongs to Hengnan. Although Hengnan has not been as good as before in recent years, after all, the strength of the older generation is still there, and with Yin Ruobing's help, he has not lost his standing in front of other tribesmen.
After Ling Linhan rushed back, the situation of the battle instantly reversed, from being suppressed and beaten by the demons to forcing the intruders back. Although there are some provocations and twists and turns...but these are all foreshadowing for the protagonist to be happy in the future.
If the protagonist wasn't Ling Linhan, a kid he knew very well, he wouldn't be able to help but marvel at it just as a story.
All in all, although the battle is not over, the situation has stabilized, and the Ling family has not suffered heavy casualties due to the invasion of demons. This was also the reason why he could go on his way calmly.
However, when he received the letter that the Ling family had sent to Xingyao Peak directly from Xingyao Peak on the way, Ling Yao couldn't sit still.
In the letter from a month ago, although Ling Weiran was busy, the work at hand was orderly.
But as time went by, the words in the letter showed an anxious mood - the surrounding family forces began to take advantage of the situation, and various branches also had some evil thoughts towards the main family, and the logistics supplies were either robbed or misappropriated; and Heng Heng The high-profile behavior of the Southern Branch, compared with the performance of the master's family who was more than willing but unable to do anything, further increased the dissatisfaction of the surrounding people against the master's family.
All this mixed together made Ling Weiran anxious and even sick. Among the people in the master's family, the few brothers and sisters who were not on the stage could not help him at all. However, at this time, the juniors began to make moves, looking for opportunities to monopolize Ling Weiran's trust, and even took the opportunity to take advantage of Ling Weiran's trust. Ling Weiran stepped down and took over the position of clan leader.
When Ling Yao hurried to the master's house and pushed in the door, he heard the sound of tea bowls being thrown in the lobby:
"Don't forget! You are a descendant of the Ling family! You actually want to join forces with outsiders to plot against the Ling family? Are you going to rebel?!"
"What's the Ling family! Those arrogant guys in Hengnan, what's wrong with taking something from him? That's what we sent there! If you ask me, it shouldn't be given to them at all! If you didn't agree, I wouldn't have to talk to outsiders. Join forces?!"
Ling Yao was no stranger to this voice—it was Ling Feng, the eldest son of his third uncle.
At this time, he was no longer as gentle and elegant as he had seen in the past, but instead seemed hysterical and almost crazy:
"When you handed over the command to Hengnan, that little boy with no hair, why didn't you remember that I was a descendant of the Ling family? Going back to earlier, you favored that bastard Ling Yao in every possible way, and even tried to think of the head of the family several times. When you gave the position to him, why didn't you remember that I was the real descendant of the Ling family! But now you remember that I am a descendant of the Ling family?!"
At this time, Ling Yao turned around the screen and saw Ling Weiran pointing tremblingly at Ling Feng, so angry that he seemed to be unable to stand still:
"I thought about handing it over to you, but look at you, look at you now! At such a critical moment for the Ling family, all you think about is taking advantage, internal strife, and seizing power! You even colluded with outsiders for this! Hand over the Ling family Give it to you? Do you want me to destroy the Ling family?!"
But when Ling Feng still wanted to refute something, he heard a cold voice coming from behind:
"You colluded with the Wang family to rob frontline supplies. Is it really just because you dislike the Hengnan lineage? You want to take the opportunity to win over the Wang family and get them to support you in becoming the head of the Ling family, right? Ling Feng?"
Ling Feng's eyes widened and he turned around suddenly, his face turning pale with fright:
"You, when did you come back?"
Ling Yao did not answer his question, but walked past him as if he had not seen him, and reached out to support Ling Weiran, who was out of breath:
"You'd better sit down first and calm down. It's not worth getting angry for such a person."
Seeing Ling Yao, Ling Weiran seemed to relax all over. He slumped down on the Grand Master's chair, sighing and shaking his head.
"What do you mean by 'such a person'? Ling Yao, what do you mean by this?!"
Hearing that he was being ignored and belittled in this way, Ling Feng suddenly felt a surge of unexplained anger in his head, and he actually pointed at Ling Yao's nose and asked.
At this moment, Ling Yao finally gave him a look, but it was contemptuous and disdainful:
"That's...what you think. If I must say it-"
"With great ambition and little strength, one can abandon one's own moral bottom line for selfish desires. It is a typical example of someone whose brain has been kicked by a donkey and whose conscience has been eaten by a dog.
"As long as you dare to call yourself the second scumbag, no one within a hundred meters will dare to say that you are the first scumbag. After scolding you, I will rinse my mouth later. Do you understand?"
After hearing this, Ling Feng's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver:
"You are just a bastard picked up from outside. What qualifications do you have to scold me like this?!"
"Then you should be happy. Fortunately, you are from the Ling family."
Ling Yao finally turned around and looked squarely at this unrepentant "second brother".
But Ling Feng suddenly felt a heavy pressure falling on himself, causing him to break out in cold sweat and kneel on the ground.
He held his hands on the ground and tried to stand up, but found that his resistance was in vain.
And the power was getting stronger and stronger, as if it was going to completely press him to the ground before it would give up.
"You...you actually..."
Although Ling Feng only has the initial level of Dongxu, only the pressure above the Puxiang level can make him so powerless to fight back! !
"If you were not from the Ling family, you would be dead by now, 'brother'."
Seeing how embarrassed Ling Feng was being suppressed, Ling Yao sneered and waved his sleeves, withdrawing the pressure.
Ling Feng suddenly lost his balance. After standing up, he fell backward and fell to the ground.
"Go away. If next time, I see you betraying the Ling family, or talking to uncle like this again...
"Your fate will not be as simple as today."
