Lady Su’s Revenge

Ling Ping and Ling Qingyi returned to the Ling family seat and received congratulations from two women from Lingjia.

"Pinger, good! I haven't lost my face!"

The old Taijun is very comforted, and the hatred of the emperor is excited and tears straight, holding Ling Ping’s arm tightly.

Ling Ping grinned and did not talk about the assassination. Instead, he walked to the front of Lin Ling and took the dead tree branch he had just got, and threw it to him.

Ling looked at the things in his hand and couldn't help but ask: "Two brothers, you don't ask what is the use of this tree branch?"

Ling Ping haha ​​smiled and said: "If you want to say what you want from your brother, if you want to say it, if you want to tell me, if you don't want to say it, your brother won't ask too much. You and Qing... They have grown up."

Ling Li is moved and moved, and there is an impulse in the heart. I want to tray all the things I have planned in the past, but I have not waited for this impulse to turn into action. Ling Ping’s head has been beaten by the ancient Taijun. .

"You kid, you have to be obsessed with a head start?! You are only 21 years old, it is the age of hard work, and there are so many seventy and eighty arguments!"

Ling Ping smiled, he couldn't dare to raise the bar with his grandmother. "Grandma, let's go home, don't go early, the road is definitely blocked."

"You kid..."

With a smile, the old Taijun went home after the help of the hatred of the enemy, and the grandson got the leader. She didn’t know how happy she was, and the steps were light.

"Ling Erge, you are really a model of my generation!"

Tang Lei was also infected by the atmosphere, walking behind and constantly slamming Ling Ping. Su Shi walked aside, her face was faint, so she didn't want her to go out.

The carriage was sent to the National School, and Su Shi got off.

"Little nephew, if you have time, you may come to Lingfu to chat with me. I heard that you are also very good at cooking. I have to ask you." Qiu Meng took Su Shi’s hand and refused to let go. Su Shi smiled softly. "The nightmare is polite, and there is no time to disturb."

Su Shi’s heart was helpless, and Qiu Meng had to ask her to be called “nightmare.” This woman’s idea of ​​what she was playing was very clear. It could be called a name, but there was no reason to refuse.

A sneak hunter, Tang Xiangfu people did not see, but the relationship with Lingfu has been too close, it is really out of plan. However, it is an unexpected surprise to get the branches of the dry sap tree.

Su Shi frowned and turned into the side house.

The brethren left by her brothers are afraid that they will be consumed. The people who teach the hidden magic will really trouble her.

Lingfu.

Ling Ling slowly took the dead tree branches and returned to the courtyard. Ling Mo and Ling Xiao waited here for a long time. Seeing Ling’s appearance of a frown, the two looked at each other and immediately pushed forward the wheelchair.

"Young master, what is this?" Ling Mo saw Ling's hand and couldn't help but ask, he looked at it carefully and his mind changed immediately. "Young master, it should not be..."

"Yes, this is the branch of the dry tree."

Ling left the sentence, put the branches on the table, and shocked, the nine silver needles pierced into the waist immediately flew out, nailed to the wall, into the wood three points.

"Hey..."

Reluctantly stood up, Ling Li took a breath, his legs were numb, which felt so good and sour.

"Young Master, you are now practicing high, you don't have to rely on the needle to maintain the illusion, why bother to ask for it." Ling Mo stunned and couldn't help but admonish.

In the past, when the young master had not yet reached the congenital point, he relied on the acupuncture technique to cut off the veins, so that the doctors thought that the legs were really abolished. It is convenient to use the needle method, but if it lasts for more than seven days, the legs can be really scrapped.

Nowadays, Ling Ling repairs to achieve the congenital ultimate, although it is not because the nine needles have been scrapped, but the leg numbness caused by the poor veins can not be avoided.

Trying to stand up for a while to run the real yuan, the feeling of numbness quickly receded, Ling shook his head and said: "Be careful to drive the ship for ten thousand years, it is still necessary to do. This year's autumn hunting meeting reward is this thing, Ling Erge got the leader, I will come over."

Ling Xiaomei flashed a horror, and Liu Mei whispered: "So coincidentally? Will it be deliberately tempted by the Oriental family."

"I also thought about it, but if even the dry trees are leaked out..." Ling took a deep breath and looked cold and cold. "There is no need to "clean" in teaching."

Ling Xiao and Ling Mo’s words are all in one heart, and the hidden magic teaches the last cleaning, or when the young master just took over the sect.

"And Ling Qing, the kid, Ling Xiao, you have recently explored to see what he is doing."

Ling Xiao applied a Wanfu, "Yes, young master."

......

At the same time, Ling Qingyi and Ling Ping came to Lingping's yard together, and the two looked at each other, and then they laughed in unison, and their voice was very pleasant.

"If one survives, there will be future fortunes!"

Ling Ping took a lot of shots, Ling Qingyi’s rather thin shoulders, and the title became the same as Ling’s departure. “Hey, please feel free to see Mr. Yu, he must have a cure for you.”

Ling Qingyi did not report much hope in his heart, but he still smiled: "That would be the second brother."

Life and death are the easiest to see the true feelings. Although Ling Qingyi is good for both her grandmother and her mother, but she knows that she is not aware of it. He and Ling Qingyu have too little contact. The impression of Ling Qingyi only stops at the "not too good, filthy and weak chicken cousin" ".

Today's experience, obviously let him see Ling Qingyu, let him know that this is a good brother worthy of entrusting his life.

"Right, you take these things."

Ling Ping suddenly remembered what he had, and handed Hong Yuanjian and the booklet to Ling Qingyu, saying: "If this is not the case, then I can't get the leader. These two are handed over to Mr. Qi. ”

Ling family's life is upright, not willing to covet other people's cheap, Ling Ping doing this is also expected in Ling Qing, he smiled and put away two things, also did not see what is inside the ancient book, "Second brother, I must bring To."

"Good! You are tired today, is it better to rest here?"

Ling Ping proposed that Ling Qingyi remembered that there had been no three days of Su Qingtan, and he quickly waved: "No, Dali Temple has accumulated a lot of things that have not been dealt with. I have to hurry back, and he will definitely stay."

"In this case, I will not leave you."

Ling Ping nodded and looked at the direction in which Ling Qingyi quickly left. The kid did not go to talk to his brother. He also entrusted him to let him say "I'm sorry" to the younger brother.

He couldn't help but scratch his head and said to himself: "When are these two silly boys, what time is it?"

Ling Qingyi did not go to Lingyuan’s yard because he did not dare. His current state is like a broken porcelain. It relies on the medicinal herbs given by Mr. Qi to maintain his form. If he is accidentally seen by Ling Ling, he is very uncertain about the anger. Will it be a sword to kill Su Qingtan.

In a hurry to return to Dali Temple, Ling Qingying inspected some traces of the array of laws left, and found that no one had moved, and Su Qingtan was still still in the process of cultivation, but the ice in the secret room had already partially opened.

After re-arranging the cold room in the secret room, Ling Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, changed a clean clothes, and found out the **** thin paper from the dirty clothes to burn into ashes, and the eyes flashed a faint expectation.

If you can't die, who wants to die...

This night, Ling Qingyu was completely sleepless. In the morning, he wore a pair of dark circles, dressed up in disguise, and went to the address written on the thin paper alone.

In the morning, the pedestrians were very deserted. Occasionally, one or two pedestrians could be seen. When they walked on the thin paper, they could not be seen by half people.

It’s too early to see if I haven’t arrived at five o’clock in the morning.

Ling Qing snorted and suddenly saw a tall building stand out from the bungalow.

Drowning!

Yunjing City actually has a drowning residence?

Ling Qing’s eyes were amazed, and the Tianya Pavilion did not find it here, because the alleys here were too remote, and the dripping houses did not deliberately publicize them, far from being so famous in Qinghe County.

Standing at the door of the drowning, Ling Qingyi hesitated for a moment, still ringing the door. Who knows that he only knocked, and the door opened with "Oh,".

Opening the door is an ordinary small two, Ling Qingyi did not see the traces of Yi Rong, it seems that Yunjing City's dripping house is still different from Qinghe City, at least this second, it is not really a person who lives in the drowning.

"The guest officer came in, the treasurer told me. There will be a guest coming this morning, you go directly to the top floor."

"Thank you!"

Ling Qingyi nodded and thanked him. Xiao Er was immediately overwhelmed. It was really strange to wear such a luxurious son who would thank him.

On the way upstairs, Ling Qingyi did not see a half-personal shadow, but no one is normal when it is not open yet. Surrounded by the ring, he saw the extremely striking wine wooden sign at a glance, and the price above could not help him to breathe a cold air.

The price of wine has not only increased, but the price has risen very exaggerated!

One hundred and twenty bottles of wine?

Even if you are obsessed with the good wine tasting, you can’t buy it?

Even if he has money, he will not spend it.

Up to the top floor, Ling Qingyi still sees the pavilions that are surrounded by windows, and the layout is exactly the same as that of Qinghe County.

In the early morning, the cold wind was raging, and the cold poison in Ling Qing’s body was dragged, and the face floated with a weak paleness.

At this time, a jug of wine suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the voice of "Mr. Yu" sounded in a timely manner. "Drink and see."

Ling Qingqi looked up and found out that he did not know when Su Shi appeared at the table. At this moment, his perception of Su Shi is different. The first time he met in Qinghe County brought him the impression of being scared and mysterious; the second time, In Dali Temple, the image of Mr. Qi in his mind is more mysterious and profound.

The third time, the Northwest Hunting Ground.

Mr. Qi was born and killed everything! At the same time, he gave his heart a cult, and he also had a sense of closeness to Mr. Qi. It seems that this mysterious "Mr. Qi" is not a mysterious guest who looks on the sidelines, but vaguely pays attention to them and helps them.

With a smile, Ling Qingyi looked up and drank a drink, and did not worry about whether the wine was poisonous, but the spicyness of the wine far exceeded his imagination, and immediately let him cough.

"Ha ha ha..."

Su Shi’s hearty laughter echoed in the pavilion, and Ling Qing’s coughed and smiled. This is really a shame in front of Mr. Qi.

Ok?

Soon, he found that the wine was in the stomach, but it was a warmth, and the cold poison in the body was suppressed. The speed was not much slower than the medicinal medicine he ate.

This wine has such an effect!

Ling Qing’s heart was amazed, and Su Shi’s voice came from his ear. “This wine is the original pulp of the fire, and its value can be more than 50,000. Saying... Are you ready to stand and talk to me?”

Ling Qing suddenly woke up, sitting slightly opposite Su Shi, and has been the deputy leader of the hidden magic for nearly ten years. At this moment, facing Su Shi, there is a sense of feelings.

"These two things, please also accept Mr. Yu."

Ling Qingyi took out the Hongyuan sword and the ancient booklet and placed it on the table. "Ling Erge and I both think that these two things should belong to Mr. Qi. As for the interception of the dead tree branches, they are taught mainly in the past. Haihan."

"No problem, reach out, let me see if you have a few days to live."

Su Shi didn't seem to care. She knocked on the table, and Ling Qingyi stretched out her wrists. She couldn't be jealous again. Even in the face of Ling Li, he never showed such a clever expression.

This may be... is it a unique benefit for the doctor?