Although Ling Xiao knew something about the history of the Soul Clan, he had never really come into contact with this clan, and he never expected that the seemingly weak and helpless girl next to him would have such an extraordinary identity.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiao's eyes fell on Xiao Lianzhu again, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. There was both curiosity and desire to explore the unknown, and also a faint worry about possible changes.
After all, the entanglement between the Soul Clan, the Demon Sect, and the Holy Church is far-reaching, and he himself is in the midst of this intricate whirlpool of the martial arts world, and every decision may affect the future direction.
However, no matter what, Ling Xiao understood that Xiao Lianzhu was his friend and someone he was willing to protect with his life.
No matter what her identity is, this will not change. He secretly made up his mind that no matter what challenges he faced in the future, he would stand by her side and face them together with her.
"No matter what race she is, she is my relative, Ling Xiao." There was unquestionable firmness in Ling Xiao's voice, and his tight lips trembled slightly, revealing a trace of struggle and determination in his heart, but in the end
I was overwhelmed by that deep family love.
His eyes were like sunlight penetrating the clouds, bright and warm. He looked directly at the little girl in front of him. The bond of family affection was quietly established between the two and was unbreakable.
"Good boy, if you don't look at this from a worldly perspective, you do have a future." The Demon Soul King's voice contained a bit of approval and relief, and his smile was particularly dazzling in the dim space, as if it could illuminate everything.
haze.
He patted Ling Xiao's shoulder gently, which was a kind of recognition and encouragement from an elder to a younger one.
"Go and do your work, I will leave this little girl to you. In fact, the blood flowing through her body is excellent for practicing soul arts, and she is the best candidate to inherit my mantle.
Although you are gifted in soul, far surpassing others, and even more powerful than this girl, you know too many things, and you may not take these skills of mine seriously. Many of my unique skills can only be mastered by those who have no distractions.
To understand its essence, I guess you don’t even have the heart to learn it.”
When Ling Xiao heard this, a warm current surged in his heart, and he agreed deeply. He knew that what the Demon Soul King said was true. Although he had achieved some achievements in martial arts, he was too good in other aspects and could not rely entirely on
Soul magic, soul magic is just an auxiliary thing after all.
Xiao Lianzhu is different, she can specialize in spiritual arts.
He took a deep look at the little girl, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, but more importantly, expectations for her future.
"Yes!" Ling Xiao nodded heavily. Although his voice was soft, it was filled with unquestionable determination. He turned around and left the magic needle space with firm steps, each step showing firmness and belief in the future.
He knows that he cannot always be immersed in his personal emotional world. The road to martial arts is long and difficult. He has more challenges waiting for him to conquer, and more responsibilities for him to bear.
The sunlight shines through the window lattice and shines on Ling Xiao's departing back, coating him with a layer of golden brilliance. In this world where martial arts is respected, Ling Xiao is writing his own legend in his own way.
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And the little girl, under the guidance of the Demon Soul King, began her extraordinary journey of soul arts. The fate of the two seemed to be tightly tied together at this moment, and they headed towards the pinnacle of martial arts together.
The moment he left the cave, Ling Xiao suddenly frowned. The sunlight shone dappledly at the entrance of the cave, lengthening his figure, which was in sharp contrast with the darkness inside the cave. His brows were furrowed, as if they could pinch
Living with a ray of uneasy wind is an instinctive reaction to unknown threats.
Not far from him, stood a man wearing black armor. The black armor barely reflected light in the sun, as if it could swallow up all the surrounding light, making him look like a ghost walking out of the night, mysterious and majestic.
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The man's figure was tall and straight. Under the black armor, his muscle lines were vaguely visible, revealing extraordinary strength and well-trained aura. He stood there quietly, his eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, staring straight at Ling Xiao.
, which makes people shudder.
Ling Xiao instantly entered the fighting state. His body moved slightly, and the aura around him began to condense. A faint blood-red light seeped out from his body. It was his unique bloodthirsty sword soul, which was automatically released in times of crisis.
It added a bit of inviolable majesty to him.
His eyes became as sharp as an eagle, scanning the surroundings for other possible threats.
"Don't be nervous. I'm from Fu Zun Mansion and I have something to talk to you about." The man in black armor said in a low and magnetic voice, with a hint of imperceptible smile, which broke the tense atmosphere around him.
He slowly took a step forward, and the black armor made a slight friction sound, which was particularly clear in the quiet environment.
"Fu Zunfu..." Ling Xiao repeated in a low voice, and this word caused ripples in his heart.
He realized that the other party was inextricably linked to his good brother Long Chen. The trust and respect he had for Long Chen made him unconsciously relax his tense nerves, but many years of martial arts career made him relax.
He developed a habit of caution, and his vigilance did not diminish at all.
With piercing eyes, he carefully looked at the man in black armor from Fu Zun Mansion, trying to find more information from the other person's words and deeds.
Long Chen is his good brother. The two have experienced countless ups and downs together. The deep friendship makes him willing to believe where Long Chen is. However, in this world where martial arts is respected, trust and suspicion often coexist.
He knew very well that even if the other person and Long Chen were from the same place, it might not mean they were friends.
Therefore, while Ling Xiao put away the bloodthirsty sword soul, he was also secretly on guard, ready to deal with possible changes at any time.
In his heart there was both curiosity and expectation for the unknown, as well as vigilance and precaution against possible dangers. The two emotions were intertwined, making his eyes more complex and profound.
"Follow me." The words of the man in black armor were short and powerful. Before he finished speaking, he turned into a black lightning, soared into the sky, cut through the sky, and rushed away in a direction completely opposite to Zhenmofu City.
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Ling Xiao's eyes followed the black shadow closely. Although there was doubt in his heart, it was more of curiosity about the unknown and a trace of unnoticeable excitement.
He took a deep breath, mobilized the true energy in his body, stretched out his body, and followed closely. The two of them went one after another, leaving a gorgeous track in the blue sky and white clouds.
During the flight, Ling Xiao carefully felt the changes in the surrounding atmosphere. The wind whistled past his ears, bringing with it the unique freshness and freedom of the mountains and forests.
He noticed that although the black-armored man's flying speed was fast, it was extremely smooth. Every fluctuation in the air flow was deftly resolved by him, revealing his profound martial arts cultivation. ()