Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 157 What is the crime?

One sword, cut off the sea of ​​clouds!

Seeing this scene, Mo Fan fell to the ground with a "plop", his face was pale and bloodless, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. At this moment, he couldn't even bring up the slightest thought of resistance, because compared with Yang Chen, his sword power was as insignificant as an ant...

"I lost, you are really strong..."

Mo Fan sighed and stood up slowly from the ground, his face was full of bitterness.

Twenty years of self-confidence and twenty years of arrogance, only now do I know that there are people beyond others and others beyond the sky.

Yang Chen smiled, but didn't speak.

Seeing this scene, there was a burst of violent applause, and the cheers continued for a long time. Everyone was also infected by Yang Chen's overwhelming battle.

After the host announced the result, Yang Chen stepped off the stage.

Another champion, really lonely...

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Yang Chen!"

The voice was thick and urgent, and quite familiar. Yang Chen turned around, but it was Ling Song who came over and asked anxiously, "Where is my daughter? I heard something happened to my daughter?"

"Zhen Guohou." Yang Chen cupped his fists.

"Let me ask you, where is my daughter?" Ling Song stepped forward quickly, grabbed Yang Chen's hands, his face was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

Yang Chen was silent for a while, and said: "Uncle Ling, don't worry, the squad leader is fine now, she is resting. During the competition just now, she was injured..."

"Where?"

Ling Song's tone was anxious.

Yang Chen immediately took him over, and after entering the room, when Ling Song saw his daughter's appearance, his eyes instantly turned red, and he quickly walked to Ling Yuyao's side, saying: "Yaoyao, my good daughter, you How did it become like this?"

Ling Yuyao stuck out her tongue and said, "Father, it's okay, just touching it, Yang Chen has already cured me."

But upon hearing this, Ling Song was furious.

Immediately stood up, glaring at Yang Chen: "Yang Chen, let me ask you, why didn't you save my daughter when she was competing just now?"

"Father!" Hearing this, Ling Yuyao became anxious immediately: "Father, don't talk nonsense, it was Yang Chen who saved me!"

"He saved you?"

Ling Song sneered, pointed at Yang Chen, and said, "If he saves you? Will it make you like this?"

As Ling Song said, his heart ached and tears almost fell down.

Ling Yuyao is his only daughter and only relative, if anything happens to her, he swears that he will go crazy!

"Lord Ling!" At this moment, Luo Qingling came up and said: "I hope you don't make trouble out of no reason, none of us hope that Ling Qianjin will become like this, to put it bluntly, Master Yang has nothing to do with Ling Qianjin, It is love to save her, but it is duty not to save her!"

"If you continue to make trouble for no reason, you will be a little ignorant." Luo Qingling said in a cold voice, without any politeness.

However, upon hearing this, Ling Yuyao lowered her head lightly, the sentence "Master Yang has nothing to do with Ling Qianjin" made Ling Yuyao feel extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Chen was silent for a while.

Suddenly he cupped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Ling!"

"It's because I didn't take good care of the monitor! I've been telling you before that I treat her like a younger sister, but I haven't fulfilled my responsibility as a brother. This is my fault! If Uncle Ling has any grievances, please Sprinkle it on me!"

"Yang Chen, it's not like this..." Ling Yuyao hurriedly tore off the corner of Ling Song's clothes, and said dissatisfiedly: "Father, what are you doing! I will get angry if you do this again!"

But upon hearing this, Ling Song froze.

He sat down dejectedly, with a pale face, and said to himself:

"Being an official for 30 years, defending the family and the country, guarding the four directions...The country is already defended, but the family is not protected...Wife and son are separated!"

"Ah……"

Ling Song let out a miserable laugh.

Hearing this, everyone frowned, not understanding why he became like this.

But only Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, when they heard these words, suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable in their hearts, as if something was stuck in their throats, making them choke.

"Yaoyao, let's go, dad will take you home." Ling Song patted Ling Yuyao's hand, and was about to carry his daughter back to Ling's mansion.

However, before he moved, a voice suddenly came:

"Marquis Zhen Guo, shouldn't you be guarding the safety of the imperial capital today? Why did you appear here?"

I saw a figure stepping in from the door, but it was the Qingfeng Empire's sage, Jiang Chixin!

It's just that the other party's face was extremely gloomy, as if he was suppressing his anger.

Seeing the other party, Ling Song directly knelt down on the ground, respectful: "Chen, Lord Zhen, I have met Your Majesty!"

"Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Ling Song stood up, with a respectful expression on his face from beginning to end.

But for some reason, Yang Chen suddenly found a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Marquis Zhen Guo, I ask you alone, why are you here?" Jiang Chi frowned, and said displeasedly: "I remember, you should be at the gate of the city today to guard the safety of the imperial capital, right?"

"yes."

"Then you're here?" Jiang Chixin was furious.

Hearing this, Ling Song knelt down on the ground immediately, and replied: "Your Majesty, today I heard that my daughter was injured in the big competition, so I came here specially to have a look, and hope Your Majesty can learn from you."

Jiang Chixin frowned slightly, looked at the injured Ling Yuyao, but said in a cold voice: "Absurd! For the sake of the love of children, you neglect your duties and let the safety of the imperial capital be put at risk! Ling Song, you are so courageous! "

Ling Song lowered his head.

Two lines of clear tears suddenly slid down his face.

"Your Majesty, I only have a daughter like Ling Yuyao! I hope that Your Majesty will understand my love for my daughter. Don't punish the little girl. If you want to punish, just punish Ling Song alone!"

Jiang Chixin snorted coldly, and said, "Your daughter is injured, so of course I won't punish her."

"I'll punish you twenty sticks and withhold your salary for half a year to show your prestige!"

"No!" Hearing this, Ling Yuyao immediately said: "Your Majesty, my father is already over forty years old, and he won't be able to bear twenty sticks!"

"Shut up!" Ling Song suddenly shouted, and said coldly: "This is not a punishment, this is a reward from His Majesty to the minister! What do you know!"

"Father..." Ling Yuyao's tone faltered.

"Don't worry, dad is fine." Ling Song's tone slowed down a little, then he cupped his fists at Yang Chen and said, "Yang Chen, I said something harsh to you just now, it was my fault. But please forgive me, please Ling Song is extremely grateful for sending my little girl back!"

Yang Chen nodded.

After finishing speaking, Ling Song stood up, walked out with a slumped face, and received the punishment.

It's just that what everyone didn't see was that the moment he passed by Jiang Chixin, the expression in his eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

This look reminded Yang Chen of a person...

The Great Emperor of Pure Heart.