A five-year-old junior sister, she is the group favorite of four crazy critics

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Bei Wan looked at the boy in confusion as he knelt on the ground, lowered his posture, and asked his father for help.

Isn't it said that Leng Jing's brother is not a good person? He even wants to plunder Leng Jing's strange fire and replace Leng Jing's identity.

But now he is kneeling on the ground, begging for help.

Is Leng Jing lying to them?

Sitting on the high seat, Wen Rangchen calmly put down the teacup and looked down at the kneeling young man.

"Why should Cang Yan City be saved?"

"My sister... has a way to severely injure the Xuanling Patriarch."

At that moment, Leng Ye clearly felt that the gazes of all the powerful men in Cang Yan City were all on him.

"Tell me in detail." Wen Rangchen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"My sister and I are twins. My family used a secret technique to transfer the strange fire in my sister's body to me. However, this also made me realize that my sister and I have a way of communicating that ordinary twins don't have."

"I can force my way through the occult and feel and communicate with everything she feels and sees."

"Among the disciples currently imprisoned in Xuanling Palace, only she and Zhao Yujiao are still alive. The others have been refined by Xuanling Patriarch."

The atmosphere in the hall dropped again.

"How cruel!" Gu Ao couldn't help but curse.

Wen Rangchen's expression remained calm: "Go on."

Leng Ye took a deep breath and continued, "Calm Fire tends to be spiritual. The speed of Fire's self-destruction is much faster than her own self-destruction. If I'm not mistaken, she will choose to self-destruct."

"The early stage of transformation is indeed insignificant in front of the Xuanling Patriarch, but the self-explosion of the strange fire, especially when the Xuanling Patriarch is not prepared and his consciousness is weak, is enough to weaken the Xuanling Patriarch's strength by 20%."

"If we don't attack at this time, when Ancestor Xuanling recovers to his full strength, it will be a bigger problem."

Wen Rangchen looked down at the boy kneeling on the ground: "She is about to explode. How can I save her?"

Leng Ye initially said that he wanted me to save his sister, but what he said now seemed to be persuading Cang Yancheng that this was a good opportunity to destroy the Xuan Ling ancestor.

But there was no mention of how to save his sister who might commit suicide.

"This needs to be reported to the city lord separately."

……

Footsteps were heard, and the chains that bound her were taken away, making a harsh sound in the silent cell.

She raised her eyes lazily and looked away, then lowered them again. It was her turn.

After Venerable Cangwu brought them out, he contacted their families separately and then sent people to pick them up.

But neither they nor Cang Yan City had expected that Xuan Ling Palace would force a sale.

With a Xuanling ancestor in charge, he suppressed the aristocratic families with force, so that they could not resist at all, not to mention the combination of kindness and force, which brought many benefits to the aristocratic families.

In other words, the noble family sold them to Xuanling Palace under forced sale.

In just five days, the disciples who were "bought" together with them had been refined under the hands of Patriarch Xuanling.

Although these two were left until the end because of their talents, their spiritual powers had been sealed, their limbs were imprisoned, and they could only wait for death in consciousness.

Now it is finally her turn, and the next one will be Zhao Yujiao.

Walking out of the dark cell, he turned his calm gaze slightly to meet Zhao Yujiao's eyes next to him.

In the brief eye contact, Zhao Yujiao clearly saw Leng Jing silently saying to her: Live.

The two figures crossed each other's paths and left calmly, leaving Zhao Yujiao trapped alone. The feeling of uneasiness gradually spread and climbed into every corner of his heart.

He felt an itchy feeling near his ear, and an inconspicuous little spider appeared in Zhao Yujiao's sight, hanging along the spider silk.

Then, under Zhao Yujiao's surprised gaze, the little spider bit off the fairy rope that bound her, and then spit out a few pills to her.

"Zhao Yujiao."

A familiar yet unexpected voice came, it was Mo Yan, Bei Wan's senior brother.

The little spider lay beside Zhao Yujiao's ear, and Mo Yan's voice continued to be heard from inside: "Follow the little spider out, someone from the Xuanling Palace will pick you up."

"You must act quickly. You are a great help to the Xuanling Patriarch. If you can't get out, Little Spider will take you with him and explode. Do you understand?"

This is the trump card that Cang Yan City has arranged in Xuan Ling Palace.

Leng Jing hurt the ancestor Xuan Ling, and the ancestor Xuan Ling would definitely use Zhao Yujiao to nourish himself.

Therefore, Zhao Yujiao must come out. Even if he cannot come out alive, he cannot fall into the hands of Ancestor Xuanling.

"understood."

Zhao Yujiao is not a pretentious person. In a situation where death is inevitable, now there is a glimmer of hope, which is already an excellent situation.

only……

"What about calmness?"

"I will try to save her."

Mo Yan glanced at the tightly closed door. Leng Jing's twin brother lived there. It was said that there was a way to save Leng Jing.

Inside the house, Wen Rangchen appeared and took out a Twin Soul Star Flower in his hand.

Leng Ye took it with both hands and said respectfully: "Thank you, City Lord."

"You are better than those so-called elders from the aristocratic families."

Leng Ye laughed at himself: "Maybe I haven't reached that age yet. After all, I still have some conscience."

He has been pretending to be stupid for more than ten years and has not stood firmly on the side of calmness. Now he can't stand it anymore.

Holding the Twin Soul Star Flowers tightly in his hand, Leng Ye let out a long breath. Everything was ready, but he was afraid of being stubborn.

Just before Leng Jing self-destructed, Leng Ye, with the help of the Twin Soul Star Flowers, forced his way into Leng Jing's sea of ​​consciousness and exchanged the twins' souls.

calm:?

Looking at his brother who was about to undergo a soul swap, he calmly and violently kicked him out.

"Leave me alone! Leave me alone!"

Leng Ye, who was almost kicked out by his sister: ...

Leng Ye: "Your friends are still waiting for you outside, time is running out."

Calm down: "Get lost!"

Leng Ye: ...

Leng Jing's body was surrounded by strange fire, and the dark blue flames were engulfing her from bottom to top, in order to complete her self-destruction.

Leng Ye tried to break into the flames, regardless of the flames burning his soul, but the flames burned too fast and almost swallowed everything in an instant.

It was so fast that when Leng Ye blinked, he could still see the afterimage of the girl in the flames.

A faint smile appeared on the girl's clear and beautiful face, and the fiery cinnabar mole between her eyebrows became even more charming. She said:

"After I die, tell the world how I died. My talent and strength may not be as good as those two perverts, but I must be better than them in some way!"

"I owe you this strange fire. Leng Ye, you don't owe me anything..."

So, there is no need to die for her.

The unusual movement in Leng Jing's sea of ​​consciousness lasted only a short moment, and Ancestor Xuan Ling was completely unprepared.

Once the technique of refining and seizing vitality and luck is put into action, it is the most vulnerable time for Patriarch Xuanling.

Who could have imagined that a little girl who was only in the initial stage of transformation and whose spiritual power was sealed could use strange fire to self-destruct in her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Little bunny."

Ancestor Xuan Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and felt a slight pain in his sea of ​​consciousness. He was only injured about 20%, so it wasn't a big problem.

A hammer broke the roof. The kind old man in straw sandals carried the hammer, stepped on the edge of the eaves, and looked down at the slightly embarrassed Xuanling Patriarch.

"Wow! Who are you calling a bully?"