The Sims, My Alien Path

Seeing this, Zhao Yanran frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust appeared on her face.

She turned her head and looked at Ling Tian with burning eyes, full of admiration and love.

Ling Tian put away his pressure and no longer looked at the embarrassed young man.

He turned to Zhao Yuande, with a faint smile on his lips, and a bit of provocation in his tone: "Of course, if you don't believe it, you can try it."

Zhao Yuande's face was uncertain, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

Others also looked at each other, not daring to breathe. The atmosphere in the whole hall was so solemn that it almost crushed people.

Ling Tian turned and left, his steps were calm.

He was not worried that Zhao Yuande would refuse, because with his own strength, these people could not turn the world upside down.

The reason why Ling Tian did not attack them was mainly because Zhao Yuande was Zhao Yanran's father after all.

If he killed him, Zhao Yanran would probably be in a dilemma.

The envoys of the Northern Liao Kingdom should not act rashly, so as not to trigger a war between the two countries.

Although Ling Tian has the power to destroy a country, it will eventually bring a lot of trouble and even cause the loss of lives. Such things should be avoided if they can be avoided.

Zhao Yuande looked at Ling Tian's departing back, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and said, "Come on, send these distinguished guests to rest."

"Yes!" A eunuch with a sharp voice responded and took away the embarrassed Northern Liao envoys.

The hall fell into silence again, with only the faint flickering of the candlelight echoing.

Zhao Yuande finally spoke with a hint of fatigue in his tone: "Yanran, you have to know that my father had no choice but to do this. Don't blame my father."

Zhao Yanran's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was a little choked: "I know, but... I really don't want to go." She lowered her head, and crystal tears hung on her long eyelashes.

The hall fell silent again.

The candlelight swayed in the wind, casting a swaying shadow on the wall.

After a long time, Zhao Yuande spoke again: "Who is he?"

Zhao Yanran immediately understood and whispered: "His name is Ling Tian, ​​and he saved my life in Jian'an City. Since then, we have become good friends."

"Is that so..." Zhao Yuande fell into deep thought, then sighed: "You should make more friends with him in the future."

"Yes, I understand." Zhao Yanran replied respectfully, but a trace of joy rose in her heart.

"Well. Leave." Zhao Yuande waved his hand.

"I'll take my leave." Zhao Yanran bowed and turned to leave the hall.

Zhao Yuande looked at his daughter's back as she left, and his expression suddenly became much older.

He murmured to himself: "Ling Tian... I really don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing..."

......

The next morning, the sky was slightly bright.

The autumn wind blew gently, rolling up the yellow leaves and dancing in the air.

Xiaoyao was still sleeping in the room, but Lingtian had already gotten up and sat cross-legged in the courtyard to regulate his breathing.

Suddenly, his consciousness sensed a familiar breath approaching.

Lingtian raised his lips slightly and walked slowly to the door of Tingyuxuan.

Sure enough, Zhao Yanran's beautiful figure appeared in front of him.

"You are here." Lingtian smiled.

"Yes, I am here." Zhao Yanran responded softly, with a bit of shyness on her face.

"Come in quickly." Lingtian made a gesture of invitation and led Zhao Yanran into the lobby.

Lingtian personally brewed a pot of the best Longjing tea, which was full of fragrance.

He handed the teacup to Zhao Yanran with an elegant and natural movement.

Zhao Yanran took the teacup, took a sip, and then said: "I came here mainly to thank you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would really be married to the Northern Liao Kingdom."

Her voice was soft, and her eyes were full of gratitude.

Ling Tian waved his hand and said gently: "You're welcome, this is what I should do. After all, you have helped me a lot." He paused, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Have you forgotten? I once said that you can come to me anytime if you have trouble."

Zhao Yanran's pretty face blushed when she heard this, and her heartbeat accelerated a few points.

"No matter what, I have to thank you. I know you are not interested in money, so..." Zhao Yanran reached into her arms, took out a delicate sachet, and handed it to Ling Tian, ​​"This is the sachet I sewed last night, I hope you don't dislike it."

Ling Tian took the sachet and felt the remaining warmth on it.

He put the sachet in front of his nose and sniffed it. A light and elegant fragrance came to his face. He didn't know whether it was the body fragrance or the fragrance of the sachet itself.

"Why would you dislike it? I like it very much." Ling Tian said sincerely.

Seeing this, Zhao Yanran's face became more rosy, and ripples appeared in her heart.

"I... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first..." Zhao Yanran lowered her head, her voice was as light as a mosquito, and she almost ran away..

Ling Tian looked at Zhao Yanran's receding back and couldn't help laughing.

He looked down at the sachet in his hand and tied it carefully around his waist.

Then, Ling Tian looked up at the sky and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The autumn sun shone on his face, adding a bit of gentleness to him.

He whispered to himself: "Then... let's continue to listen to music in the brothel."

......

In a blink of an eye, a month passed quietly.

Except for the turmoil in the palace that day, no other major events occurred.

The frequency of Zhao Yanran's visits has decreased, and I don't know why.

Ling Tian is still the same as usual, either strolling around the capital or listening to music in the brothel, enjoying himself.

He didn't practice deliberately because he hadn't yet obtained the right skills.

He just adjusted his breathing every day to keep his cultivation from regressing, and spent the rest of his time having fun.

At this time, the simulator's cooling time is up again.

Ling Tian sat quietly at the bluestone table as usual, with a celadon teacup in his hand filled with a faint tea fragrance.

He savored the fragrant tea in the cup, his eyes swept across the withering green plants in the courtyard, feeling the bleakness of autumn.

The breeze blew by, bringing a hint of coolness, and also brought the sound of stringed instruments from afar.

Ling Tian took a deep breath and focused his attention on the simulation panel in his mind.

"Start simulation!"

[Consume 1 simulation times, remaining 0 simulation times]

[The 14th simulation starts!]

[Because the last simulation evaluation was excellent, this time the talent is blue, and the random talent is being drawn...]

[Ding, congratulations on obtaining the blue talent: natural power. ]

[Natural power]: Your physique is far superior to that of ordinary people, and you have an excellent talent in body refining! Bones plus 10.

Seeing this result, Ling Tian's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

He couldn't help but chuckle: "Haha, great! This time it's a talent that can increase my root bone."

"To be a hexagonal warrior, you can't leave any shortcomings. This time I have a talent that increases root bone, so I can start to refine my body next."

He pondered for a while, frowned slightly and said: "I just don't know how my body refining talent will be after adding 10 points of root bone..."

Thinking of this, Ling Tian's expression became relaxed, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Who cares, just do it. Even if it's not good, I can choose the talent that increases root bone next time."

"Then, let's see how the simulation goes this time..."

After that, Ling Tian calmed down his excitement and took a deep breath.

He looked at the simulation panel again.