Chapter 739 I heard that Wanbaoshan buried the beloved of the third master(1/2)
Chapter 739: Hearing Wanbaoshan, burying the third master’s beloved person
Ling Xiaoxuan looked heartbroken. Seeing Qin Ruan’s eyes softened, she said in a relaxed tone: “It’s okay.”
The pain is certain, but the child is fine, and she thinks everything is worth it.
Suddenly, Qin Ruan looked at Ling Xiaoxuan with a smile: "Although I didn't tell you that it was my negligence, I told you a month ago that I'm afraid I can't contact my senior sister."
Ling Xiaoxuan looked embarrassed.
A month ago, she had already come to Lin Ning's house and closed various contact information. No one could contact her.
Qin Ruan held her hand, and her tone was gentle and a little bit of bewitching: "Tell me, what happened?"
Ling Xiaoxuan lowered her head and remained silent.
After waiting for a long time, but not waiting for her response, Qin Ruan raised her eyes to look at Lin Ning.
This man looked as usual, and he could not see any emotion...
Qin Ruan: "Doctor Lin, I am a Tianshi. I guess my senior sister has told you, right?"
Lin Ning smiled gently: "Yes, Xiaoxuan is very close to me, and she will tell me everything."
The obvious declaration posture is just a bit too much.
Qin Ruan nodded: "Then I won't go around with you, I will just go straight to the point. Your aura is wrong, and your normal soul is clear, but there is still a phantom on you.
You are neither a demon nor a puppet, nor a demon nor a celestial master, but you are really a human being. If you report your origin, let’s talk honestly and publicly?”
As Qin Ruan said, Ling Xiaoxuan and Lin Ning's expressions changed.
Lin Ning's lips were pursed tightly, his face was tense, and a dark light was also revealed in his gentle eyes.
Ling Xiaoxuan held Qin Ruan's hand and slowly let go. Her hands were trembling and she was a little at a loss.
The not-so-large living room is in a tense atmosphere and the air is solidified.
Qin Ruan did not make a sound and stared at the two of them with meaning.
After a long time, Lin Ning looked up and saw Lin Hao and Song Qing standing behind Qin Ruan.
Seeing his concerns, Qin Ruan looked back and said to Lin Hao and Song Qing: "You go outside the door and wait."
The two responded and left one after another.
Soon, only Qin Ruan, Ling Xiaoxuan and Lin Ning were left in the hall.
Without outsiders, Ling Xiaoxuan's disguise was completely torn apart.
She shrank in the sofa, looking decadent and self-depressed: "Qin Ruan, why bother to get involved? Isn't it okay to pretend not to know?"
Qin Ruan put his hand on his overlapping knees and spoke slowly: "If I had no contact with you, I wouldn't have gone this trip today. I don't have many friends, and I have a few of them. As long as any one of them is in trouble, I will not sit idly by and watch."
Ling Xiaoxuan's heart became soft because of the friend she said.
Her bitter face showed a faint smile, not pretending, but a smile from the heart.
But her smile was too difficult. Seeing Qin Ruan and Lin Ning, she couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
Qin Ruan said to Microsoft: "Senior sister, what happened?"
Ling Xiaoxuan raised her head, stared at the ceiling of the roof in the hall, and whispered: "I like someone I shouldn't like."
Qin Ruan's voice was calm: "I know."
Ling Xiaoxuan's eyes were surprised: "Do you actually know?"
"The person you like is Ling Zeheng."
Qin Ruan said it in front of Lin Ning.
Ling Xiaoxuan's face was stunned, and then she laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha..."
The laughter was sad. It was obvious that she was laughing, but tears were slid across the corners of her eyes.
"Senior sister?"
Ling Xiaoxuan's fingertips were holding her red wavy curly hair, and her strength was very tight. She looked at Qin Ruan with red eyes: "It's true that you can't hide it if you like someone."
Qin Ruan's eyes were quiet: "Since you like it, why don't you fight for it?"
Based on her understanding of Ling Xiaoxuan, it is impossible for a person to do something that can marry others.
Too reckless, too impulsive, and too unreasonable.
"Qin Ruan, do you know that it is very beautiful to like a person's secret love. It will make me bear this sweet sadness and also make me want to be better.
He... His unique words and deeds are in my mind and can be recalled thousands of times. If you like him, I feel lucky.
But secret love is destined to be a relationship that ends with failure. I never thought of getting a response, but one day I got a response full of expectations from other people. I was afraid, retreated, and wanted to give up."
Qin Ruan didn't quite understand: "Why?"
Could it be that Ling Zeheng also likes senior sisters?
Ling Xiaoxuan said desperately: "Because we are destined not to be together."
Qin Ruan frowned and tentatively said: "Blood-related ties?"
Ling Xiaoxuan's tense mood for several months was completely out of control because of Qin Ruan's words.
She covered her face with her hands and cried in grief.
The sound was not loud, but it made the listener empathize and felt her despair and pain.
Lin Ning held Ling Xiaoxuan in his arms and gently comforted her: "Don't cry."
A dry sentence, no matter how gentle it is, it cannot soothe Ling Xiaoxuan's broken heart, and has long been pierced.
"He is not my uncle, he is not my uncle at all!!"
Ling Xiaoxuan suddenly roared shrillly, her voice sharp and harsh, like the roar of a cub.
Qin Ruan's voice was slightly deeper: "Since it's not, you have no worries."
She doesn't like Ling Xiaoxuan like this.
The other party didn't look like the senior sister she had first met, who was free and casual and envious.
Ling Xiaoxuan kept shaking her head, her charming face full of pain: "No, no, we can't be together."
She cried too desperately and too sad, and Qin Ruan could not continue to ask again with a hard heart.
Lin Ning patted the person in his arms, and his eyes were fixed on Qin Ruan without moving: "Madam Huo San, please let Xiaoxuan be quiet, she... is too painful."
An unfathomable light flashed in Qin Ruan's eyes: "Why don't you talk about her, let's talk about your problem?"
Lin Ning knew what she was going to say and nodded: "I am indeed not a demon or a puppet."
Qin Ruan raised her chin and signaled him to continue.
Lin Ning stared at her, with inquiry in her eyes, and asked softly: "Do you believe life will start over?"
Qin Ruan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his body was filled with evil spirits and a sense of oppression came out freely.
Her eyes stabbed Lin Ning like a blade, as if she could see everything about this person through his soul.
Lin Ning didn't expect Qin Ruan to react so much. She looked surprised for a moment and quickly curled up the corners of her lips: "It seems that my guess is correct, you are back."
Qin Ruan's face calmly retreated, her red lips pursed unhappily, and the cold light in her eyes raged, and her eyes shot towards Lin Ning with a sharp arrow.
"What exactly do you want to test?"
Lin Ning shook his head: "I'm just curious about you. After Xiaoxuan died in her previous life, even if she lived in that way, she was not as good as you.
You are now the wife of Master Huo San, but Master Huo San, who came from a prominent family in his previous life, never married, let alone leave behind the direct descendants of the Huo family.
When I first met you, I was still confused. Later, I remembered the memory of my previous life. Master Huo San went to Wanbao Mountain once or twice a year. I heard that his beloved man was buried there, but that man was not buried in the Huo family's ancestral tomb.
This has led to the outside world being very curious about this matter. There are countless rumors in various versions, and there are all kinds of things. The only thing that is certain is that the dead man, the man named Qin.
Until Mr. Huo San died and was buried in Wanbao Mountain. Those who went to pay tribute saw two large and small tombstones with the surname Huo engraved on them. Everyone was uproared. At this point, the Huo family's direct lineage was completely cut off."
Qin Ruan couldn't help but flush in her eyes when she heard from others about the follow-up of Mr. Huo San's death.
She was attached to the tombstone in her previous life and did not witness the funeral of the Third Master.
After the other party died, when the Huo family placed a new tombstone in front of her and Huo Yao's tombstone, her soul had been dispersed and she fell into the hell of the underworld with unclear consciousness.
After nearly a hundred years of painful torture in purgatory, the soul body was tempered into a demigod body, and it was fortunate to be reborn.
Qin Ruan closed her eyes fiercely and thought to herself, that's it.
No wonder Lin Ning's aura is inconsistent,
Her is more than the only one who is lucky to come back in life.
At this moment, Qin Ruan was no longer in the mood to care about Ling Xiaoxuan's emotional affairs.
In her previous life, she didn't know about the Huo family's ancestral tomb. As the third master of the Huo family's direct descendant, she chose to be with her and her children. Why did he do this?
She had only met each other in her previous life, and she didn't even see each other's faces clearly, so why bother doing this?
Qin Ruan blinked, blinking away the sourness in her eyes and the sadness that surged up.
To be continued...