That big man was comforted by his warm words, and his heart was moved. Large drops of tears rolled down from his eyes, and for a moment, he was sobbing silently! Ling Tian, the owner of the Ling House, a god-like figure in their hearts, was actually apologizing to him! For a moment, the blood in his heart was boiling, and his face was flushed red. He wanted to say something, but he found that his voice was choked with sobs, and he couldn't say a word. After a long time, he said two words in a trembling voice, "… Young … Master …"
Ling Tian reached out and gently wiped away his tears. He laughed and said, "How embarrassing! Such a tall and strong man is actually crying. Could it be that I hit you too hard just now and made you cry?! Haha, look at him. Isn't that a big flowery face? "As he said that, he looked at the other three with a face full of smiles.
"Yes, it's too ugly. Li Laosi is so embarrassing. He's already so old, but he's still like a baby drinking milk, crying at the slightest thing. Wasn't he just lightly kicked by the young master? We wanted to be kicked, but we didn't have the chance! Haha. " The three of them laughed at the same time, but their eyes were clearly shining with tears, and their voices were trembling. Ling Tian's care and concern for Li Laosi was something that they could empathize with. They couldn't help but feel a strong sense of gratitude in their hearts. Seeing Ling Tian laughing and joking with them without putting on any airs, a feeling of a gentleman dying for his bosom friend rose in their hearts at the same time!
Li Laosi wiped his tears, and couldn't help but open his mouth and laugh.
Ling Tian came out of the door and saw Ling Chen following behind him, looking a little scared. He couldn't help but laugh, and pulled her into his arms. He whispered, "Silly girl, that was just a plan. You really took it seriously. Look at your pouting lips, you can hang an oil bottle on them. If I can't even fool you, how can I fool that girl inside! If you want to deceive others, you have to deceive your own people first! "
Ling Chen didn't pout at first, but when she heard his words, she pouted her lips and said in an aggrieved tone, "I also know that Young Master is using a trick, but I don't know why, but when Young Master scolded me, even though I knew it was fake, my heart still hurt so much. I've never been scolded by the Young Master before. It turns out that being scolded by the Young Master is so painful! "
Ling Tian was startled. He couldn't help but carelessly rub her soft hair and scolded with a smile, "Silly girl!"
Ling Chen nestled in his arms and said faintly, "That Miss Shui must be feeling terrible right now. Young Master is the one she loves. Chen 'er can see that what she said is true!"
Ling Tian smiled and said, "Of course she's upset. She's the young mistress of Water of Heavenly Wind, but now she's become a prisoner. How could it be a happy thing? Of course, she has to speak the truth. Otherwise, what I said just now will definitely come true! "
Ling Chen sighed. She said, "That's the truth, but it's not enough to make Miss Shui feel bad. Young Master, you really don't understand the thoughts of a girl. "
Ling Tian was startled and asked doubtfully, "What do you mean?"
Ling Chen's beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow as she said slowly, "A girl can ignore everything, but she can't ignore her own chastity! A girl can face the curses of the world, but she can't bear the scolding of the person she loves. Even if the person she loves has a bad impression of her, it's still enough to break a girl's heart. Does Young Master understand? "
Ling Chen suddenly gathered her courage and faced Ling Tian. "Young Master's actions today, if seen from an enemy's point of view, it's understandable! But if it's a man facing a girl who loves him, it's too cruel and too much. I believe that no girl can bear it! Even if Miss Shui is the successor of Water of Heavenly Wind, she's no exception. Right now, she's just a helpless girl! "
Ling Tian silently took two steps forward. Shui QianRou's despairing and sorrowful eyes appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said softly, "Perhaps, I've gone overboard. But for the sake of my father's safety, I really have no other choice … "
Ling Chen felt a little uneasy and comforted him, "Miss Shui was our enemy first. Even if Young Master said a few words to her, it's only right." As she said that, she suddenly sighed and said, "Actually, in the world of men, men fight for hegemony. We women shouldn't be involved. There are too many natural weaknesses. Young Master is Chen 'er's most beloved person. Whatever Young Master wants to do, Chen' er will support you without any complaints. That's enough! "
Ling Tian looked at her with some surprise. He didn't expect Ling Chen's thinking to be able to reach such a level. He couldn't help but have a whole new level of respect for her. He laughed and said, "Being involved is nothing. As long as you don't rush to the front lines, you just have to hide behind your man and use your intelligence and meticulousness to help your man. That's enough. Take Shui QianRou for example. As a woman, she's really not treating herself as a woman! A woman can help a man, but for a woman to treat herself as a man, that's too much! "
Ling Chen smiled and looked at Ling Tian. She thought to herself, Young Master, I'm willing to hide behind you forever and live for you forever. Forever and ever!
Ling Tian walked a few steps forward with his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky. He couldn't help but wander around Yan County and the Northern Wei. He seemed to hear the sounds of thousands of soldiers and horses clashing in his ears. I wonder what's the situation in the North right now? Thinking about his worries, his brows furrowed tightly.
The situation in the North …
General Ling Xiao's response was indeed different! Ten thousand soldiers and a hundred thousand soldiers defended Yan County like an impenetrable fortress! Ever since Ling Xiao's army arrived, the morale of the soldiers had been greatly boosted! The Northern Wei had tried to invade several times, but they were all repelled. The number of casualties was even greater. Even the commanders of the army were assassinated mysteriously in the middle of the battlefield! All sorts of signs indicated that Northern Wei already had the intention to withdraw their troops and stop the war.
The night was dark.
Ling Nineteen's skinny body was hidden in the shadows as he sat outside his tent, wiping his beloved saber by himself. The day's battle had just ended, and Ling Nineteen's body was covered in bloodstains. To a warrior who had been through hundreds of battles, bloodstains were the insignia of a fierce warrior.
The soldiers who saw him all stealthily avoided him with fear in their eyes. This was because in their eyes, Ling Nineteen was like a smelly and stubborn rock. Other than his brothers, he treated everyone coldly. He did not have a good expression. Every time they saw him, it was as though they were looking at the plague.
Ling Nineteen watched as the soldiers left and a helpless smile appeared on his face. Ever since he joined the army for the first time, he had chosen to live a life that did not fit in with the rest of the soldiers. It was not because he was autistic, nor was it because of disdain. It was because the emotions in this young man's heart were too strong. Thus, he had to use this method to protect himself. He had no choice but to do so.
Everything was because …
Ling Nineteen remembered the day he joined the army. In just an hour, he had already gotten to know the veterans in his unit. The army was filled with hot-blooded men, and hot-blooded men were the easiest to make friends with. In those few days, Ling Nineteen felt extremely blissful, happy, and even satisfied. He cherished these new friends that he had made and was even prepared to live and die with them.
However, in a bloody battle three days later, even though these hot-blooded men were filled with passion, they no longer had the chance to show it off! Out of a hundred people, only four of them were left. Ling Nineteen had hoped that he would be able to protect a few of his companions with his own abilities. But in a battle formation, things were constantly changing. Being able to protect oneself was already a difficult task. Just an hour ago, he was still laughing and chatting with his comrades. But now, he could only watch helplessly as their corpses fell one by one in front of him! That kind of feeling almost drove Snacks, a young man who was inexperienced in the ways of the world, crazy!
From then on, although Ling Nineteen still cared about the feelings between his comrades, he intentionally distanced himself from them and buried his true feelings deep in his heart. This lonely and hot-blooded youth only hoped that if he were to die in battle one day, his comrades would not feel so sad for him. If one were to pay attention, they would realize that this cold and indifferent youth was actually the one who protected his comrades the most on the battlefield. Regardless of whether they knew him or not.
Ever since he was sent to the army by his young noble, he had already gotten used to the strange behavior of wiping his blade in the middle of the night. Every night, he would quietly wipe his blade alone and his thoughts would fly off to god knows where. All the memories of the past would come flooding back. Reminiscing about his comrades who had passed away and reminiscing about the unforgettable days of the past. This little bit of time was the greatest enjoyment of his day.
Inside the tent, the other three brothers were already sound asleep and were snoring heavily. The military flags were fluttering in the wind and the tents were everywhere. For some reason, Ling Nineteen felt that the tents that looked so majestic in the past looked like tombs in the wilderness today. This feeling was simply too ominous.
Thinking about his young noble, Ling Nineteen could not help but reveal a look of sincere respect. Young noble took us, little beggars, into the Ling House. We had clothes to wear, food to eat, and even taught each of us outstanding skills. We even had many good brothers whom we could entrust our lives to. It was as if we had gone from hell to heaven! Such a life, there was nothing else we could ask for!
Touching the scar on his arm, Ling Nineteen revealed a look of reminiscence.
Back then, his young noble had carefully selected three thousand children for individual training. After a month, only three hundred were selected out of the three thousand children. The rest were returned to normal. After another month, the three hundred became a hundred people. After the last month, the hundred people were reduced to fifty people! The scar on his arm was left behind during the last reduction. Originally, he did not have the qualifications, but when his arm was injured, although his face was sweating from the pain, his expression did not change at all. It was because of this that his young noble took a liking to him and kept him.
Back then, the fellow who fought with him was called Gou Dan. After that, his young noble changed his name to Ling Chi … But every time he saw him, he would still call him Gou Dan. Every time they fought, he would never be able to defeat him … Thinking about this, Ling Nineteen smiled happily.
When he saw the monthly votes list today, Feng Ling was dumbfounded. When he saw the monthly votes, he felt a little disheartened. Feng Ling had been reading for four months and had been on the shelves for two months. He was proud to discover that he had not rested for a single day! He had not stopped updating for a single day! He had been on the shelves for two months and had updated 580,000 words! But the results were a little frightening. Hehe.
Unintentionally, he went to the other big websites to take a look. To his surprise, Ling Tian was actually one of the top few. But on the official website, Ling Tian was not on any of the lists. Brothers who read DT, as long as you fork out a pack of cigarettes every month, you will be able to support Ling Tian's subscription for a month. This money was not much, right?
As for the monthly votes, Feng Ling had always thought that they were not needed. If his brothers and sisters approved of him, they would naturally give him money. If they did not, begging would be useless. Hence, ever since he was removed from the new book list, he did not ask for the monthly votes. But his results … Hehe, forget it. Sad.
When he reached the book review section, he was once again dumbfounded. There was a dazzling array of sockpuppets everywhere, but Feng Ling did not see a single support post! He had to admire himself first.
What was more interesting was the question about Shui QianRou. Some people said that Ling Tian was muddle-headed when he saved Shui QianRou. Killing Elder Tamago was even more wrong. Then I would like to ask, how could Ling Tian be wrong when he saved his father in order to get information about Shui QianRou?
Then, there was an overwhelming amount of scolding from stallions. Recently, it was even more ridiculous. No longer scolding stallions, but cruel and despicable hooligans. Yes, very good, very powerful. Saving a beauty was a stallion, scolding a beauty was despicable. Using such means to extort a confession from a beauty in order to save his father was cruel and shameless. And the beauty clearly said that she wanted to kill Ling Tian and Ling Xiao. Everything was right.
I was speechless!!
Finally, I would like to remind those who attacked Feng Ling and my family in the book review section, please conduct yourselves with dignity! When you scold others, the first thing you insult is your own soul! To be honest, I look down on all of you!!! As for your attacks, they are even more unworthy of my attention!!!
Very agitated, maybe my words were too extreme. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters, support the author, support legal reading!)
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