The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1954 Daydreaming
At this moment Leng Wuyou really didn't know what to say, for the first time she was at a loss for words.

But Ling Keer, who she thought would be sad, didn't show much expression. In fact, in her heart, Ling Keer didn't know how she was feeling now, it was quite complicated.

She knew from the very beginning that she was not from the blood of the Tiancheng Ling family.

She was just picked up by Ling Tiancheng from the outside, and when she followed Ling Tiancheng, she was actually just following the feeling in her heart. She felt that following Ling Tiancheng could find the person she wanted.

Ling Tiancheng's thoughts were in her eyes, and she couldn't escape at all. At that time, she knew that Ling Tiancheng took her back, but he just wanted to marry her into the family when she grew up. After all, her appearance is not bad. of.

And in the family, although those children looked at her with friendly eyes, her eyes could clearly see the evil thoughts in their hearts.

They just had the same idea as Ling Tiancheng and let her be used by the family. Naturally, some of them were sincere to her, such as Ling Kejian and Ling Xi'er.

It's just that there is a limit to this sincerity. She knows that once she touches the interests of Tiancheng Lingjia, she will definitely be abandoned by Ling Kejian. As for this elder sister, she is very pure and she likes it very much.

Although Ling Tiancheng also wanted to take advantage of this daughter, she knew that his own daughter was actually quite good.

Not knowing how Ling Tiancheng's death would affect Ling Xi'er, she pursed her lips and turned her gaze to Ling Xi'er.

At this moment, Ling Xi'er was a little stunned. Looking at Ling Tiancheng's body, she was a little at a loss, and her usual indifference seemed to have disappeared at this moment.

The whole scene fell into a strange atmosphere. The disciples of the Tiancheng Ling Family watched the Patriarch die in front of them, as if they had lost their backbone, and they were all at a loss.

I don't know if I should pick up the weapon in my hand and fight with the Ling family at this moment to avenge their patriarch, or should I put down my weapon and surrender. Will they let them go because they used to be the Ling family?

This question they ask themselves in their hearts, and the answer they arrive at is no.

It's just a change of position. Thinking about being betrayed by others and stabbing such a big hole in the back with outsiders, if they don't kill each other, it's already very good. How about letting it go?
I'm afraid it's not a daydream.

It is true that the Ling family will not let them go like this.

Apart from what happened back then, there was also the fact that they killed so many children of the Ling family before, and they were merciless. Now it's their turn, how can they be merciless?
Now that he has betrayed the family, he is not a member of the same family, since the enemy killed him.

Lingyu and Lingyin led two groups of people, and rushed directly into the dazed crowd. Wherever they passed, there were mourners and blood everywhere.

All the familiar faces collapsed in front of her eyes, and Ling Xi'er's heart was filled with anger. These children usually respected her quite a bit, and occasionally they could say a few words, but now they fell down one by one. On the ground, his eyes widened, and there was a pool of scarlet blood under his body.

This sudden, nameless anger rushed into Ling Xi'er's mind in an instant, he turned his head abruptly, and his usually calm and clear eyes were stained with blood at this moment.

"Enough, stop me."

Lingxi'er's voice, mixed with her spiritual power, instantly spread to the ears of everyone present. The originally chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent, and everyone in the Ling family looked up at her in unison.

The white veil that Lingxi'er was originally wearing on her face fell to her feet at some point and was stained with blood, like a blooming red plum, proudly atop it.

The beautiful little face was not very stunning at first glance, but coupled with her indifferent temperament, there was a feeling of being detached from the world, which was unpredictable, like that misty cloud, and like that Fog that dissipates when touched.

(End of this chapter)