Princess Against the World

Looking at his back, Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes quietly: "Nothingness..."

"It's none of my business! It's just that there really isn't a trace of air leaking out of him..."

"I know! That's why I feel weird!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were downcast, and he glanced sideways at Yangzhi without any trace of water.

"How can a person...a living person have no breath?!"

As long as they are alive, regardless of whether they are cultivated or not, their aura will leak out more or less!

But Yang Zhi didn’t!

"Master, if a person's breath does not leak out, there are usually only two situations..."

"explain!"

"A kind of...he's dead!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

If she died, what was this standing in front of her?

The Walking Dead! ?

And she’s also fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, and good-looking—the walking dead? !

"The second one is that this person's cultivation level is so incredible that he can hide his Qi at will... To be honest, even the Ancestor of Chaos can't do this kind of technique..."

Ling Luoyu's pupils suddenly shrank: "Maybe... there is a possibility of a third party!"

"What?"

"Some kind of special technique!"

"...This is indeed possible!"

"..."

In the hall, Yang Bing clung to Yang Zhi's arm like a baby, lying on his shoulder and saying something with a bright smile.

Although Yang Zhi was also smiling, his body was a little stiff, as if he was repelling Yang Bing's clinginess.

And inadvertently, his eyes always glanced at Ling Luoyu, intersecting with her gaze.

"Uncle, where is my gift!?"

Yang Bing pulled Yang Zhi's face and pursed her lips coquettishly.

"Didn't you say you wanted to give me a gift?"

"Of course! Today is your fifteenth birthday..."

Yang Zhi chuckled, stood up, walked to the desk, and took out a cage from underneath.

"Look, what is this..."

The cage was covered with a black cloth, and there was a rustling sound.

Yang Bing glanced at him suspiciously, then carefully lifted the black cloth——

"Little Doudou..."

She suddenly opened the black cloth and smiled as brightly as the bright clouds.

"Uncle, have you found Xiaodoudou?"

In the cage, there is a little rabbit that is all white with only a little red hair between its eyebrows.

"Little Doudou, I thought you lost it!"

He happily picked up the little rabbit, and Yang Bing kissed its long hair affectionately.

"Hey...Uncle, why is Xiaodoudou's red hair...different from when I lost it before?"

"...Of course it's different. It's been missing for more than a month, but it has grown up no matter what!"

Yangzhi's eyes were full of smiles, and he touched her forehead with his fingertips: "Bing'er, do you still like this gift?"

"I like it, I like it! I know my uncle loves me the most..."

Yang Bing laughed happily, suddenly stood up on her tiptoes, and kissed Yang Zhi's lips lightly.

Yang Zhi's body suddenly froze and he subconsciously looked in the direction of Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu suddenly lowered his eyes, pretending to be blind and not seeing——

Why is the relationship between this niece and her uncle so unusual? !

How could such an old girl still kiss her uncle on the lips?

Such a thing would be unimaginable in the 21st century, let alone in such a hierarchical and conservative world!

With slightly sharp eyes, she glanced around and found that everyone except her looked calm and composed.

It seems that such a thing is extremely common for them!

Yang Bing didn't feel any difference, happily waved goodbye to Yang Zhi, and ran away with the little rabbit in his arms.