Ling Tianhe and Yin'er, Ning Shi sat by the fire, discussing the past years with a smile on his face.

The nameless man who helped a little bit was ignored again.

"Young Master, please bring your face back, Yin'er wants to see you."

Yin'er sat with Ling Tian's arm in her arms, her little face was extremely happy. Compared to her, Ning Shi was much shy. She sat on the other side of Ling Tian, ​​and the hand she was holding was released by herself.

Hearing the words, Ling Da Killer reached out and tore off the disguise mask. The handsome face that had changed a lot compared to three years ago appeared in the expectant eyes of the two women.

"It's still more familiar to you, the young master."

Yin'er leaned her head against Ling Tian's shoulder and said in a smile.

"Haha, are you all okay?"

Ling Tian touched Yin'er's head and asked with a smile.

"Well, with the help of Sister Ning Shi, we were all doing well, but we all missed the Ling family very much..."

Yin'er said here, her eyes became sad again. It was where she lived since she was a child. Who can forget the feelings of her hometown?

"Where is my mother?"

Ling Tian asked with complicated eyes. For this mother, she loved Ling Tian very much and Ling Wu very much. Although she was careless and looked stupid, Ling Wu just liked her.

"Mrs. I knew that the Ling family was destroyed and was in a devastated year, and then... went crazy..."

Speaking of this, Yin'er unconsciously hugged Ling Tian a little tightly, and tears flowed out from the corners of her eyes.

"Are you crazy... I will cure her."

Ling Tian's voice was very light, but he was very firm. He had never experienced maternal love, but as Ling Tian, ​​he knew what maternal love was. He loved this mother as well.

"Young Master, how did you escape?"

Yin'er suddenly raised her pretty face and looked at Ling Tian with moist eyes.

Ling Tian smiled slightly, gently stroked Yin'er's face, looked at the fire and burst into despair, and murmured: "My father exchanged his life."

Seeing Ling Tian like this, Yin'er stopped asking, lay down in Ling Tian's arms again, and whispered: "Young Master, Yin'er must become a strong man and destroy the Gongsun family."

Ling Tian lowered his head and looked at Yin'er's beautiful side face, and felt sad. A little girl who only knows how to wash clothes and cook but has no talent has embarked on the road of cultivation. Now Yin'er's strength is already very excellent, but who can understand the hardships?

"Silly girl, just leave those things to me. Just make delicious food for me and have a safe and happy life."

Ling Tian patted Yin'er's delicate body, with a domineering smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was also doting in his eyes.

"Um."

Yin'er responded softly, stared at the fire with her face sideways, her eyes slowly closed, she fell asleep with a sweet smile, and she lost it back, letting her know how important Ling Tian is...

Ling Tian took out a black robe from the unbounded bag and put it on Yin'er. Then he turned to look at Ning Shi, who had been silent but had a jealous smell.

Seeing Ling Tian staring at him, Ning Shi's face turned red and he lowered his head.

He chuckled and solved some wife's problem. He was not that Alexander anymore, and joked: "If I remember correctly, you still owe me 11,000 taels of silver, right?"

Ning Shi felt sweet when he heard this, at least he remembered it very clearly.

"I...I don't have money now..."

Ning Shi said hesitantly, as if he was very nervous, far less arrogant than when he was confronted with Ling Tian on stage.

Seeing Ning Shi's appearance, Ling Da Killer couldn't help laughing and said with a smile: "You were still challenging me on the stage, why are you so disgusting now?"

Ning Shi raised his head, and just as he was about to speak, he met Ling Tian's purple-black eyes, his face turned redder, his eyes dodged and he dared not look directly, muttering: "Is the identity different now..."

"Ahem..."

Ling Tian coughed dryly, his identity is different? His wife's identity is too direct for you!

"No, no, no! I didn't say that! You didn't know that I like you before! I..."

Ning Shi hurriedly covered his little mouth and turned around and dared not speak.

Ling Tian raised his eyebrows slightly and shrugged helplessly. It is rare for such a conservative girl to be so conservative.

"Here, cover it and go to bed early. Your test is not over yet. Don't think that I will open the back door if I know me."

Ling Tian handed Ning Shi a black robe and said with a lipstick. The latter quickly took over the black robe, put it on his body, leaned against the tree, not knowing whether he was thinking about things or sleeping.

Seeing that both women were asleep, Ling Tian noticed that the man who had been practicing was about twenty years old and had a good talent, but his temperament was a little bad. I guess the people around him had too many halos, and he was also a talent that could be considered a craftsman.

"The Fox clone!"

Another Ling Tian appeared, smiled and pinched Yin'er's face, who was lying in the arms of another Ling Tian, ​​and walked towards the man.

The man was also paying attention to the situation outside. When he felt someone approaching, he opened his eyes and looked at Ling Tian trunkly.

Ling Tian sat next to the man and smiled lightly, "What's the name?"

"Zhang Han."

The man replied lightly, looking at his appearance, he knew that Ling Tian was younger than him, and even if he was a teacher, he would not be too humble.

"You're proud."

Ling Tian looked at the fire, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was talking to the fire.

“I’m qualified to be proud.”

Zhang Han's neither salty nor indifferent thought seemed to be still feeling superior because of his specialness and talent.

“What qualifications?”

Ling Tian turned his head and asked with a faint smile, his emotions did not change because of Zhang Han's attitude.

"I am a dual-attribute Yuanling, I have good talent, and I reached a high-level battle spirit at the age of twenty."

Zhang Han's eyes shone with a proud light, and he seemed to have a hint of intoxication.

Looking at this look, Ling Tian shook his head slightly. Zhang Han was intoxicated by the halo given to him by the people around him, which led to becoming arrogant and arrogant. If such a person is stubborn outside, he will be suppressed everywhere and excluded everywhere.

He sighed and Ling Tian said, "Then which one do you think is better than me or you?"

Zhang Han's eyes were complicated. Although he didn't want to admit it, it was the fact.

"you."

Listening to Zhang Han's answer, Ling Tian looked at him thoughtfully and said, "In my opinion, your so-called qualifications are drugs that can make you die earlier. Originally, they were not poisoned, but you took them as poison. If you feel poisonous in your heart, your body will naturally feel uncomfortable."

"I don't care whether it's poisonous or not, I'm under you, but also above many people!"

Zhang Han suddenly became excited, as if he was unhappy with others' talent to talk about things.

"If you continue to maintain this personality, you will soon be under the soil and be trampled by others, and no one will know. At that time, people who you think are worse than you can also step on your corpse. You are indeed a genius, but genius also needs to have the life to enjoy this title. If you are arrogant and arrogant, you can only jump into hell by yourself."

Ling Tian's eyes also became sharp, forcing Zhang Han to dare not look directly.

"Listen to my advice, the college is not suitable for you. There will be more drugs here that will make you willingly take it, and you won't even know why it is dead."

Hearing this, Zhang Han's eyes fluctuated slightly and he didn't say anything.

"You should go to a place full of blood, with strong people everywhere, and everyone can beat you. Only there can you learn to endure and know that your so-called talent is worthless. You are still young and have time to practice and climb higher. But those people don't care whether you are a genius or not, they only care whether your fist is big enough!"

Zhang Han's heartbeat was a little faster, not because of anger, but because of excitement. When he thought of the life-and-death battle, he would have a little yearning and expectation, but also fear.

"You're very young."

Zhang Han suddenly said this.

The big killer Ling naturally understood it. He smiled and patted Zhang Han's shoulder, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Boy, never just look at the appearance. The connotation is the real guy. Okay, I have said everything I should say. As for how you decide, it will be up to you. But remember what I said."

After saying that, the killer Ling put his hands behind him and left slowly, with his back showing a very masterful demeanor.

"Thank you senior!"

Zhang Han clasped his fists at Ling Tian's back and said in a deep voice, his eyes full of gratitude. He had never said these words to him.

Well, the Ling Da Killer fooled a pure child like this.

The highest level of pretending to be deep!
Chapter completed!