Chu Yang

Chapter 88

"What?"

Si Lin's expression froze, obviously he didn't understand what Ling Xiao said.

"I said, has your brain been eaten by a dog?"

Ling Xiao sneered, and with a wave of his palm, he directly held Si Cong who was paralyzed on the ground in his hand.

"Can this guy's arm be compared to my brother's arm? Silin, I'm afraid you haven't figured out who you are?"

"Don't talk about an arm, even if I kill him today, so what? You slaves, the power of life and death is already in the hands of the Ling clan. Why, do you think your wings are hard?"

"No, Young Master Ling Xiao"

Silin's face turned pale, and the resentment in his eyes instantly dissipated, replaced by fear.

Although Ling Xiao's words were ugly, they were actually not bad.

An aristocratic family like the Si family is originally a servant of the Ling family, and if they want to kill or fight, it depends on the master's will.

However, what makes him a little strange is, why did Mr. Ling Xiao take the initiative to protect that trash Ling Tian today?

"Hmph, Si Lin, you'd better remember clearly that your Si family is just a dog raised by my Ling clan. If the Ling clan can raise you up, they can stew you and raise another obedient dog. With you, even on the Martial Arts Arena, if you dare to attack my brother, you will die."

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xiao shook his palm suddenly, and directly squeezed Si Cong's neck into two pieces.

"I'm killing him now to give your Si family face, otherwise he wouldn't be the only one who died today."

"Conger"

Silin clenched his teeth, his whole body trembling slightly.

It's just that in front of such a powerful Ling Xiao, he didn't dare to have the slightest disobedience, for fear of causing a catastrophe of extermination.

Originally, as long as he honestly took Si Cong away, his life could be saved.

But he chose to kill himself, wanting to ask Ling Tian for an explanation

Self-inflicted can't live.

The entire martial arts arena was eerily silent.

Everyone looked at the young master Ling Xiao who was dressed in black and full of hostility, and they didn't dare to fart.

This is the deterrence of the young master of the ancient clan.

Absolutely domineering, absolutely intolerant of provocation!

A word of disagreement kills.

To kill you, you can't resist yet, you have to reflect yourself, and you have to take it as an honor!

In recent years, the Si family has produced several strong men.

But compared with this giant of the Ling clan, there is a gap between a gnat and the sky.

Compared to Ling Xiao, the character of Second Young Master Ling is really weak.

Of course, with Ling Xiao's personality, he doesn't even bother to talk nonsense with these dog slaves.

At this moment, he was nagging so much just to stimulate Ling Tian.

Sure enough, Ling Tian looked at the black-clothed figure in front of him with a dull expression.

how come?

How could he stand up for himself?

From birth to now, his elder brother humiliated him all the time.

Before he was ten years old, he was said to be a wild breed, a low breed, not a descendant of the Ling clan at all.

After the age of ten, it's more straightforward, waste wood, shameful waste, not worthy of being a descendant of the Ling clan.

but today

Why did he take the initiative to stand in front of him and support him?

conspiracy!

The cliff is a conspiracy!

Could it be that he saw the Dao Principle of Sword Intent that he just displayed, so he deliberately showed his favor and wanted me to spare his life?

It must be so!

Hmph, Ling Xiao, do you really think I can forgive you with just a few words?

you are dreaming!

You came back just in time, this time, don't go back to Myriad Dao Demon Sect!

"What are you still doing in a daze? Disgraceful trash, why don't you get out of the clan with me?"

But just when Ling Tian was secretly hating, the familiar shout of contempt and anger suddenly came from his ear.

"you!!"

Ling Tian's face turned pale, and he instinctively felt a trace of fear.

The shadow Ling Xiao left on him was really too great. If he hadn't been careful and forbearing in the past few years, he would have been played to death by him long ago.

but

It shouldn't be, shouldn't this Ling Xiao continue to curry favor with me?

How dare you humiliate me like this?

"What are you, as a son of the Ling clan, it's really embarrassing to be threatened by your own dog."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the center of the ancient city.

But Ling Tian gritted his teeth, and finally followed.

He wanted to see what kind of tricks his good brother was playing.

And as the two left, Silin's figure slowly stood up from the ground.

He glanced at Si Cong's corpse beside him, and there was a chill in the depths of his eyes.

"Master, we"

"Take the young master's body and go back!"

Silin took a deep breath, turned around and disappeared.

"When did you come back?"

On the streets of Hantian Ancient City, the two brothers Ling Xiao walked side by side, attracting countless people around them to bow and salute.

But at this time, many people have a trace of doubt in their hearts.

When will these two be able to walk together peacefully?

Ling Xiao has always been ashamed of Ling Tian, ​​and it is no longer a day or two to crowd out and suppress him everywhere.

This is not a secret in Hantian Ancient City.

"Not big or small, not even a brother!"

Ling Xiao turned his head and glared at Ling Tian, ​​but the figure walked directly towards an old man who was setting up a fortune-telling stall by the side of the road.

"elder brother?"

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment.

In my impression, he hasn't called out this word for seven years.

And on weekdays, Ling Xiao is most annoyed when others say that he is Ling Tian's elder brother.

"Come on, old man, tell me a fortune."

Ling Xiao sat in front of the old Taoist.

Surprisingly, the old man with a thin face and a long white beard in front of him didn't act too restrained.

It stands to reason that monks who live in this ancient cold city should be terrified and humbled when they see the two young masters of the Ling family.

But he just nodded and pointed to the lottery beside him.

"My lord, let's shake the lottery first."

"You come first."

Ling Xiao handed the lottery pot to Ling Tian, ​​who frowned slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything, but shook out a bamboo stick from it.

"Young Master, this one is the top lottery. Although there are twists and turns in the hit, it can turn bad luck into good luck, and it will show up when it meets mountains. It is destined to be the one who will become the emperor."

The old Taoist glanced at the divination sign, smiled and nodded.

Hearing this, Ling Tian smiled suddenly.

It seems that this old Taoist has some skills, and his fate has some twists and turns, and they are all given by Ling Xiao's mother and son.

However, it was precisely because his Danhai was dug out that he awakened the sword vein divine body.

Now that he has comprehended the power of Taoism at the age of 16, even if he cannot cultivate spiritual power, as long as his sword body is perfect, he will eventually stand at the pinnacle of the Holy State.

"Sir, please."

The old Taoist put the lottery back into the jar and handed it to Ling Xiao.

"Hehe, to achieve the throne?"

Ling Xiao smiled lightly, and also took out a bamboo stick from it.

"this this"

It's just that the old Taoist who had a detached expression just now, when he saw the content of the signature, his face instantly became extremely dignified.

"Son, this sign"

"what happened?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

"If you tell me, just say it quickly, what's the point of dawdling?"

Ling Xiao frowned, but the old Taoist hesitated for a moment, before he opened his mouth and said, "Young Master, this lottery signifies that you will be an enemy of the whole world, and you will have countless difficulties in your life, and you will always be in danger of your life."

(End of this chapter)