Zuo Xiaoduo was silent for a long time.
"Just say that … I stopped you and wouldn't let you go. I want to hear what Grandma Zuo has to say. Just a few words will do, "Wang Lingyun said.
Zuo Xiaoduo understood.
The old woman still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, or rather, a glimmer of unwillingness.
Zuo Xiaoduo took out his phone expressionlessly, dialed Wu Yuting's number, and put it on speaker. "Mom."
"What's the matter?" Wu Yuting's voice came from the other end.
"The Wang family stole something from our family. I came to take it, but they wouldn't let me go," Zuo Xiaoduo said.
"How dare they!" Wu Yuting said angrily. "They stole from our family, and they want to just let it go? What did they steal? Let them pay back ten times! "
The mother and son cooperated well.
Wu Yuting knew that her son was using the tiger's skin as an excuse to make a big deal out of it.
But since it was her son who was causing trouble, as a mother, she naturally had to cooperate perfectly.
On the other side.
Wang Lingyun's tears fell. She sobbed and said, "Grandma Zuo … It's Xiao Yun 'er …"
On the other end of the phone, Wu Yuting's voice paused. "Xiao Yun 'er? Are you … still alive? "
"Grandma Zuo … It's me …" Wang Lingyun wailed.
"Xiao Yun 'er …" Wu Yuting sighed and said, "How many years have you been away from the world?"
"It's … been more than four thousand years … Four thousand eight hundred years …"
Wang Lingyun sobbed and said, "Since Ling 'er passed away … I've been away from the world … Well, before that, I didn't care about anything …"
Wu Yuting sighed faintly. "So you don't know anything about what happened all these years?"
"I don't know."
Wu Yuting's voice came. "Xiao Duo."
"Yes."
"Take Wang Lingyun out."
Wu Yuting sighed and said, "Don't forget to bring the Startling Sword!"
"This …" Zuo Xiaoduo was stunned.
Taking away someone else's ancestor in their home … What was that supposed to mean?
How could Wang Han and the others be willing to let their final protective talisman be taken away?
"If you can't take him away, I'll send You Dongtian and Yun Zhonghu over. They have the ability to take him away." Wu Yuting's voice sounded faintly.
Yes, not only did they have the ability to take people away, they also had the ability to wipe out the Wang Family in an instant. The Heavenly Kings of the left and right had both arrived?!
When Wang Han and Wang Zhong heard this message, their faces turned ashen.
"From today onwards, Wang Lingyun is no longer related to the Wang Clan!"
Wu Yuting said, "Xiao Yun 'er, are you willing?"
Wang Lingyun sobbed, "I'm willing … Grandma Zuo, can I ask … why?"
Wu Yuting said indifferently, "Your uncle will naturally tell you later. Things in the world are unpredictable, and karma is never pleasant!"
With that, she hung up the phone.
Wang Lingyun burst into tears, like an orphan who had been separated for thousands of years suddenly reunited with his family.
Although she had only heard his voice, her heart was already surging with emotions. She couldn't stop the urge to cry.
Wang Lingyun was an old man who had lived for more than ten thousand years, and the flame of his life had reached the end and was about to be extinguished.
However, the admiration at this moment was so overwhelming that it was difficult to suppress it.
"What do you say?" Zuo Xiaoduo asked.
"I'll go with you." Wang Lingyun replied without any hesitation.
"Ancestor!"
Everyone in the Wang Family knelt down neatly.
Wang Lingyun took a deep breath and said, "I'll go and see what you've done. If … you're really unforgivable … then, I won't come back … Don't tarnish the ancestor's glory anymore. I'll take the Startling Sword away. "
"If there's still room for redemption, I'll beg Grandma Zuo to let me come back with the Startling Sword."
Wang Lingyun said resolutely, "Don't kneel … You're destined to not be able to keep me. I … don't even recognize you anymore …"
Wang Han took a few steps forward on his knees, looked up and cried, "Ancestor …"
"Didn't you hear what Grandma Zuo said?" Wang Lingyun said coldly, "Don't tell me … you want the left and right Heavenly Kings to come and take me away?"
Wang Han lowered his head and lay on the ground, crying loudly as if his father had died.
No, even if his father had died, a sly old fox like him would most likely not be so pitiful and miserable in his seven emotions!
When Zuo Xiaoduo and the others pushed Wang Lingyun out of the Wang Family in a wheelchair, only the sound of crying could be heard behind them.
Everyone from the Wang Clan was kneeling on the ground. They were all covered in dust and their eyes were filled with despair.
They knew very well.
Today, Wang Lingyun had left with the Startling Sword, and the Wang Family had lost their last hope!
The dying Wang Lingyun was not the Wang Family's last hope. The real hope was the Startling Sword in his hand!
The War God's Sword!
That was the trump card that could save the Wang Family. It was also the last mark left by the War God of the continent, Wang Feihong!
If one person and sword left the Wang Family at the same time, they would lose their last trump card!
However, no one dared to say anything at this moment. No one dared to say a word.
The Minister Madam had said very clearly that if Zuo Xiaoduo could not do it, she would immediately send the left and right Heavenly Kings over!
With just one order, the left and right Heavenly Kings would arrive here in half an hour. Even at the peak of the Wang Family, the Wang Family would not be able to resist the combined power of the two Heavenly Kings, not to mention the Wang Family that was now in a precarious situation.
He would definitely leave!
Looking at the old figure that was like a candle in the wind slowly walking to the door and leaving the Wang Family Mansion, Wang Han could not help but be filled with hatred. He could not hold it in anymore.
He said loudly, "Ancestor, I have something to say!"
Wang Lingyun's withered face twitched. He patted Long Yusheng's hand that was pushing the wheelchair and turned around, "Speak."
Wang Han stood up suddenly, straightened his back, looked at Wang Lingyun and said loudly, "Wang Han is not talented, but as the current head of the Wang Family, now that Ancestor has decided to leave, I would like to represent all the descendants of the Wang Family to ask Ancestor a question!"
The withered look in Wang Lingyun's eyes did not change, like a pool of stagnant water. He said lightly, "Ask."
"May I ask Ancestor, since Ancestor has broken out of the door today, does Ancestor intend to completely cut ties with the Wang Family? You even took away the Startling Sword that the descendants of the Wang Family rely on as their life support and the greatest glory. Have you ever thought about the future generations of the Wang Family, not even a little bit? "
Wang Han's face was filled with grief and anger as he questioned loudly.
Zuo Xiaoduo was furious and was about to refute.
Wang Lingyun slowly raised his withered hand and stopped Zuo Xiaoduo's hand. He said gently, "Little Uncle, let me solve the Wang Family's problem. You have to pay for what you have done. As Grandma Zuo said, the world is unpredictable, and karma is never good."
He turned his indifferent gaze to Wang Han's face and said indifferently, "I understand the meaning of your words. Do you think that the Wang Family will lose its strongest protection if the Startling Sword leaves the Wang Family? "
Although it was embarrassing, Wang Han had no choice. He raised his head and said, "Yes! If the Startling Sword leaves, the Wang Family … will be finished. Ancestor, please show mercy and give the descendants a chance to live! "
Wang Lingyun did not speak for a long time.
After a long time, he coughed and said, "So you have really done things to the extreme!"
Wang Han lowered his head and did not speak.
"So you have really made a big mistake, to the point where you need the ancestor's help to save your life. That's why you told me today that the Minister's descendant came to provoke you and asked me to step in. Indeed, everything in the world has karma, and karma is not unpredictable …"
Wang Lingyun sighed.
"Ancestor, please show mercy."
The Wang Family members shouted in unison. In order to survive, they did not care about their reputation anymore!
Wang Lingyun's withered face showed a mocking expression.
He held the Startling Sword with both hands and said lightly, "You should all know that a magical sword has a spirit, right?!"
"Back then, my ancestor wielded a sword in white. One man and one sword, he killed all the heroes in the world. He never bowed, he never retreated. He would rather break than bend, he would rather die than retreat. That was my ancestor's illustrious name!"
Wang Lingyun's gaze was distant, as if he saw his grandfather Wang Feihong, who was dressed in white like a sword. In all his memories, he had never seen his grandfather's white robe stained with dust, and he had never seen his grandfather bend his back for even a second!
He was always so proud and upright, looking down on the world!
He was dressed in white under the cold sky!
He chilled the three continents with one sword!
Heavenly King Jinghong!
Wang Lingyun recited slowly, "Full of coldness, white robe stained, on the peak of the ice mountain, proud and elegant sword!"
The entire place was silent.
Although they did not have a good impression of the current Wang Family, Zuo Xiaoduo and the others could still feel their blood boiling when they heard about Heavenly King Jinghong's deeds. It was as if they could see that proud and aloof swordsman in white robe.
When there was no one left to fight, he came out alone with his sword. One man and one sword, he faced the countless Heavenly King experts of the Umno Alliance and proudly challenged them!
"If you can defeat me, Wang Feihong, you will win!"
His proud and upright body did not bend even when he died. He would rather turn into a bright star than accept the defeat that would determine the fate of the continent!
That earth-shattering explosion still reverberated in the hearts of generations of the Star Soul Continent's ancestors until this day!
"Back then, my ancestor fought against the Heavenly Kings of the world alone … He used this Jinghong Sword!"
Wang Lingyun looked at the sword in his hand, "This sword is as proud as my ancestor!"
"You want it to protect you? Let's not talk about whether you deserve it or not. Dare you ask it if it is willing!?"
Wang Lingyun's voice was as calm as water, but his old face slowly turned red with anger. It was obvious that his heart was not calm and he was extremely angry.
He pulled out the sword with all his might. Light flashed, and it was as if all the frost in the world had descended at this moment.
This was the power of the sword itself.
After Wang Lingyun pulled the sword out of its sheath, he threw it out. The long sword somersaulted in the air a few times, and light shone in all directions before it landed on the ground with a clang.
The tip of the sword stabbed into the hard ground of the Wang Family's old residence. The long sword flickered and swayed slightly.
Although it was just a sword, although it no longer had an owner.
However, this sword was still as aloof and proud as ever.
Stabbed into the ground, it was still at the peak of the ice mountain, looking down on the world and shocking the world!
Cold and arrogant, no one was worthy of being associated with it.
The sword swayed, and the frost was still cold. A sense of anticipation was faintly emitted.
It was as if it was waiting for its owner's big hands to come and hold the sword hilt again.
Come and hold me. I will accompany you to fight the heroes of the world again!
Come quickly!
After a long time, the sword finally stopped swaying, but the feeling of anticipation had gradually vanished, and it transformed into a feeling of loneliness, loneliness, and sorrow. It was filled with a feeling of loss and sadness, and it effused out from the sword.
Where did you go?
Why didn't you come?
After losing its partner, the Jinghong Sword had been lonely until now!
Now that it was out of its sheath again, it was still sharp, still cold, still radiant, and still full of fighting spirit.
It wanted to fight the world again, but it no longer had that person to accompany it in the martial world!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The Jinghong Sword let out three sorrowful sword cries.
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