The news of Ling Linna's death soon spread throughout Jilong City. The popular news was that Ling Linna and Murong Hu found out about the dispute and took action first. However, she overestimated her own ability and was accidentally injured by Murong Hu's internal organs and died...
Obviously anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is fake news sent by Murong Hu. At the same time, many people are sighing that beauties have a bad life and good people die early...
More people are worried about how Ling Feng, who has become a waste, will survive in this powerful continent.
"Hey! Pharmacist Han Linna is dead. What a pity!" A man in the Chengyun Inn sighed.
"I heard that he was beaten to death by Murong Hu who forced him to break off the engagement..." The man sitting opposite was about to say in a low voice, but the man opposite him hissed and made a silence gesture. He shook his head cautiously, looked around and whispered.
Just a reminder not to talk nonsense.
"Hey, good people are so miserable. From now on, when our mercenaries are injured, they will have to buy medicine from the Yu family, which is extremely expensive..." Another mercenary on the Eight Immortals table sighed.
"Pharmacist Ling raised a son by himself, and his life was already hard. He thought that this son would be able to bring glory to the family, but he didn't expect that he would be turned into a waste by someone else... Now she has died at such a young age... What kind of world is this...
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"I hope her son can survive well. Now he is the only one left in the Ling family... What a miserable child..."
Inside the Murong family hall.
"Yuan'er, I heard from dad that he didn't mean to hurt your brother Ling Feng and your mother. Daddy is so sad and regrets that he didn't hold back at that time!" Murong Hu said to his daughter Murong Yuan'er in a very aggrieved tone.
"Don't say anything! I don't want to listen! I don't want to listen! Let's go, let's go!"
Today, Yuan'er ran to the college and couldn't see Ling Feng. She also heard the news that her father had killed his mother. It was like a bolt from the blue. She searched all over the snowy mountains and went to Ling's Pharmacist's Pavilion, but still...
Unable to find Ling Feng, he ran back and asked. When his father said this, he knew that the truth had really happened.
When she thought that Ling Feng would stop dating her and might become an enemy because of this, her daughter's heart almost melted with soreness, and she rushed into the boudoir with tears in her eyes.
"Brother Lingfeng, where are you? Do you hate Yuan'er to death? Don't you want to see Yuan'er?" Murong Yuan'er locked the door and lay on the bed, crying and choking, letting Murong Hu outside the door.
Knock on the door.
In an ordinary room on the second floor of Chengyun Inn.
"Master! When will we leave the city?"
Two teenagers were sitting at the wooden table, discussing something, the thin boy said.
"Not yet. Sister Xiaoqing, I have wronged you. I asked you to disguise yourself as a man and follow me. My life is very difficult. Having you around will affect your happiness."
Another young man was wearing a long cloak, his young face hidden in the black hat. Listening to this voice, it turned out to be Ling Feng, who had just finished the funeral a few days ago.
"I'm not wronged Xiaoqing at all. As long as the young master doesn't think it's troublesome for Xiaoqing, I'll be satisfied. As for my happiness, the young master doesn't have to worry about it. I can follow him wherever he goes. It doesn't matter to me."
Xiaoqing's three thousand black hairs show off a pretty face, but there is a mustache stuck on her little lips. At first glance, she really looks like a boy.
"You stay here for a few days. After I finish some things, I will leave here." Ling Feng said calmly, his dark pupils shining brightly.
"Well, but do you want Madam's ashes first..." Xiao Qing was about to say, but when she hit the sad point, she couldn't help but stop, and looked at Ling Feng with a pair of tender eyes.
"I will always keep my mother's ashes with me...until...my mother has a wish, which is to accompany my father..." Ling Feng stretched out his left hand and put a silver ring on his middle finger. He couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Choking, he touched the small black hole on the silver ring and said calmly.
This silver ring is called the Rong Ring. The Rong Ring is a ring that can compress space. It is made of natural Rong stone. It is divided into three levels: high, medium and low. Each type of Rong Ring has different space sizes and different prices.
The same, and the Rong Ring in Ling Feng's hand was a low-level Rong Ring with only three cubic meters of space inside. It was used by his mother to transport medicine during her lifetime.
"Master, don't think too much. It's getting late. You can rest now. Xiaoqing will make a bed for you." Xiaoqing saw Lingfeng and thought of her mother again. She felt a little sad, so she changed the subject and prepared to go.
Make the bed.
"I can't be exposed anymore. I don't know if that beast will send someone to assassinate me, and the person who assassinated me last time... I will make them all pay the price." Ling Feng thought in his heart, with anger in a pair of dark eyes.
His eyes were burning, but his expression was surprisingly calm, and no inner fluctuations could be seen at all.
At night, the young man sat on the bed and tied the training seal. An hour later, the newly injected vitality in the body was in the meridians. After several cycles, it finally turned into extremely pure cyan vitality, which entered the vitality pool through the meridians.
"Sister Xiaoqing, you can sleep on the bed. I am a grown man and can sleep on the ground."
When Ling Feng saw Xiao Qingchu practicing on his own, he had already opened the mattress on the ground. A pretty and pretty face was lying calmly, showing a bit of sleeping beauty posture. Hearing Ling Feng's voice, he slowly calmed down.