Ye Ling’s eyes immediately lit up with hope, and she immediately said, “As long as I can save Ah Ling, I can do anything.”
Demon Venerable’s eyes sank, and he pondered: “Then you can stay in the Demon Sect to practice the magic of the Demon Race, can you?”
Ye Ling was stunned, listening to the other party continue to explain: “Aling is the eldest princess of the demon clan, if you want to save her, you must use the magic of the demon clan to save her.
It’s a pity that I’m old and frail, and I’m not [-]% sure that the spell will retreat…”
“it is good.”
Ye Ling agreed immediately.
Chapter 944
Seeing this, everyone retreated, Ye Ling leaned down and kissed Jin Ling’er’s forehead, whispering: “I will definitely save you, wait for me, you must wake up.”
He took the silver bell from Jin Ling’er’s waist, and there seemed to be a woman’s soft laughter, Ye Ling put it close to her body, and her heart that had been turbulent was calmed down slightly.
Zhao Yuzhi was waiting for him outside the door, and when he saw him come out, he asked bluntly, “Do you really want to practice demon spells?”
“certainly.”
After Ye Ling answered, her eyes turned elsewhere, as if she was a little guilty.
He grew up in a decent manner, if it wasn’t for Jin Linger, those… incompatible concepts were deeply ingrained in his mind, and I’m afraid he would never change it for the rest of his life.
Zhao Yuzhi sneered and suddenly drew his sword and stabbed at him, Ye Ling didn’t have any weapons in his hand, and he didn’t panic, standing still, looking straight at him.
The tip of the sword stopped at Ye Ling’s Adam’s apple, and an icy cold spread all over the body along his neck, Zhao Yuzhi’s eyes were red, he could judge the Kunlun faction for Ye Ling, or he could go through hardships with him.
But the only thing that is unacceptable is that he wants to practice the magic of the demon race, so that he will not prove to the world that Ye Ling is a hypocrite who deceives his teachers and destroys his ancestors, and is a big devil who brings disaster to the world.
in spite of……
He couldn’t practice the magic of the demon race for whatever reason.
“Ye Ling,”
Zhao Yuzhi put down his sword, with the meaning of hating iron not becoming steel in his eyes, “Let’s say goodbye.”
Ye Ling also understood his inner struggle, instead of making any demands, he took a half step back and bowed to him, “Ye is grateful that you are willing to jump out and help me save me at the most critical moment.
This kindness will never be forgotten in this lifetime.”
Zhao Yuzhi also nodded, said no more, turned to leave, and decided not to.
After his back disappeared from Ye Ling’s eyes, Ye Ling followed the Demon Lord’s footsteps to the Demon Sect’s Book Collection Pavilion.
The scene inside is extraordinarily spectacular, a rising bookshelf is stuffed to the brim.
Each booklet is more than ten meters high, and various labels are pasted on it.
The Demon Venerable sat on the futon in the center, and said softly: “There can’t be any noise in here, otherwise, the sealed spirits will be disturbed.”
“Yes.”
Ye Ling sat opposite him, and the two of them put their palms together, feeling the spiritual power veins in each other’s body inch by inch, so that they could continue teaching.
Ye Ling is talented and intelligent, and has good roots. In addition, he had accidentally eaten the blood lily that was planted by the elders of the demon sect, and he also had a foundation of demon magic.
The Demon Venerable checked his spiritual power veins, and there was fine sweat oozing out from his forehead. He found a bunch of the most basic spell books for him, and instructed: “You can find it by yourself, I will find it every three months. Come check it out.”
Snow-covered peaks drifted fine snow again, this time the sky turned so violently that many precious plants were brought back to life, and many female disciples were surprised and delighted.
However, someone found a corpse next to the tombstone of the cleaning master, with a beautiful and familiar face, and a senior female disciple heard the sound.
Surprised: “Isn’t this Tang Qiong?”
Mu Shenshui was also alarmed by this incident and rushed over to check.
When she found out that Tang Qiong committed suicide by cutting off her meridians, she felt inexplicably bitter. She didn’t know what kind of connection there was between the two.
But they tortured each other until they died.
“That’s all,”
Mu Chenshui ordered: “Bury the two together, maybe the master will be happy.”
Chapter 945 Retreat practice
The tea on the table was already cold, and the winking little maid came again to make a cup of steaming tea.
She has two sky-high buns, although her facial features are ordinary, but because she is young, she always has a vigor and vitality.
Hua Yuan moved his gaze to her face, and was fascinated, and suddenly muttered to himself: “That year, the little princess also wore this kind of hair.”
They lay on the lawn watching the clouds move in the sky, and when they got bored, they rolled down the hillside full of dandelions with their arms in their arms.
When the news that the little princess committed suicide in the Kunlun School came early in the morning, Hua Yuan suddenly felt a sore nose, and he didn’t know what to think, no matter what…
Is it the real Tang Qiong or the… disguised puppet doll, both lost their lives for him.
It’s not clear who owes whom, and some only have endless regrets. Mozun heard the news of his youngest daughter’s suicide, and Jin Linger’s life and death are uncertain.
He seemed to have lost a lot of weight overnight.
The days went by day by day, Zhao Yuzhi could not return to the original place, he simply went all the way south, intending to find a satisfactory place to stay.
The setting sun dragged the young man’s back to the elder and the elder, and finally only a black blurred silhouette remained, like those… thoughts that could never be erased.
