poison the world

Ling Xueer smiled, her red lips parted slightly.

"That's natural, the power among cultivators, just one move can destroy a mortal city."

Yeling's eyes moved slightly, thinking of the scene in the hall, he thought about it, and spoke.

"Let me tell you about the Ling family."

"The Ling family is a powerful force among cultivators, and the forces in the family are also intricate. Not to mention the divisions in the family, the direct line is divided into three forces. The head of the family and the two elders control one force respectively, so even Ling The patriarch of the family is not a unique existence in the Ling family. Ling'er, remember, when there are outsiders, don't get too close to your grandfather. After all, your status can be considered as the successor to the position of the patriarch. I have only one daughter, and these people were eyeing the position of Patriarch. Now that you appear, they will definitely do something, remember, not everyone in the Ling family can believe it."

Ling Xueer grabbed Yeling's hand, patted it lightly, looked around, and called out.

"Thirteen."

The branches of the flower tree moved unnaturally, and Ling Shisan dodged and landed in front of the piano table, half kneeling down.

"Ling'er, Ling Feng must have told you about this dead man, but he might say something provocative. His branch is under the jurisdiction of the second elder. You can rest assured about Thirteen, he It was selected by your grandfather himself from among the dead soldiers under his command."

Ye Ling pursed her lips slightly, glanced at Ling Shisan who was kneeling on the ground, and said nothing.

"Young master, dinner is ready. Do you want to eat with Miss Xue?" Ruobai walked in gradually, bowed his head and said.

Xiaobai in his arms kicked, jumped out, and jumped into Yeling's arms.

Touching Xiaobai who was arching in his arms, Yeling glanced at Ruobai, his white clothes were slightly disheveled by Xiaobai, he lowered his head, and looked at the ground with big almond-shaped eyes, making it impossible to see the bottom of his eyes Emotions.

"Okay." Withdrawing his gaze, he patted the fidgeting little white hair lightly with his palm, looking at the little thing that was licking between his fingers with his little pink tongue, the corner of his mouth was raised.

"The servant girl is going to prepare now." After bowing again, still bowing his head, Ruobai pinched the corner of his clothes and walked out.

"She is Ruobai." Ling Xueer spoke, not a question, but a statement.

"Yeah." Yeling didn't look up, still teasing Xiaobai in his arms.

"Ling'er, you have to be careful of her."

"How do you say? She was also sent to me by Lingfei."

A trace of worry flashed in Ling Xueer's eyes, and she glanced at the place where Ling Shisan had half-kneeled in front of the piano table. The moment Ruobai came in, he had already disappeared.

"She is different from Shisan. She was picked up by your grandfather from the foot of the mountain. She was always by your grandfather's side, and your grandfather would occasionally give some pointers on cultivation. Everyone tacitly regarded her as the name of the head of the family. Disciple, this girl has grown a little bit over the years, and now that your grandfather asks her to come to you as a maid, I'm afraid she will feel unwilling."

"En." Yeling replied in a low voice.

"Oh, you child, that's all, I'm just looking out for you, you just came back, you can't be careful about these things." Ling Xue'er looked at Ye Ling's indifferent look, and sighed.

"Let's go, I'll have dinner with you." Yeling stood up and said.

"Okay, let's have dinner with my mother." Ling Xue'er looked at Yeling, her worry was swept away, and a smile crept up the corner of her mouth unconsciously.

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