Chapter 711 Handwritten letter! (2)
However, Ling Wushuang looked around and found no one else except Mr. Ling and Ling Moqiu. While disappointed, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

It seems that it is not that the father is back, but that there is news.

Master Ling pursed his lips, picked up a piece of paper on the desk, walked to Ling Wushuang, and handed it to her, "This is a letter from the third child, a handwritten letter."

Mr. Ling emphasized the last few words, and the hand holding the letter trembled slightly.

Excited, happy.

After more than ten years, he was finally able to confirm that the third child was still alive. He would not admit that it was a letter written by the third child himself. There was absolutely nothing wrong with this handwriting.

"Father's letter?" Ling Wushuang's pupils shrank slightly, and he quickly raised his hand to take it. He pinched the corner of the letter with his slender fingers, and opened it with a wave of his hand. His willow eyebrows were slightly twisted, and his eyes followed the traces on the paper. Take a quick glance over.

The strong and powerful handwriting, flamboyant and phoenix dancing, is clear at a glance: Father, please forgive the child for being unfilial. He is really unable to return due to important matters. Wushuang hopes that his father and fourth brother will take care of him.

All is well, don't miss it.

Unfilial son Ling Hao.

"Where is the person who sent the letter, where is it now?" Ling Wushuang squeezed the hand of the letter, slowly closed it, and looked at Ling Moqiu.

Just a few pens and a few lines, but the helplessness and loss in Ling Hao's heart about being unable to return home and missing his beloved daughter are vividly written on the paper, and one can also see his difficult and depressed situation from here .

The excitement in Ling Moqiu's heart has calmed down, replaced by a faint worry, "The sender is a young man in his early twenties, but he just handed this letter to us and then disappeared. We don't know his identity."

Moreover, he could feel that that young master was still a hidden peerless expert.

"A young man in white?" Ling Wushuang frowned slightly, and his clear eyes flickered.

Ling Qingtian stretched out his hand and stroked his beard, "He also ordered that no one should know this news except me and the fourth child. From his appearance, he seemed to be very respectful to the third child in his words."

What he is worried about now is that he doesn't know what kind of trouble the third child has encountered, so he can't get away and go home, but the most important thing is that he is fine. Now that he is completely sure, he can feel relieved.

"That's right." Ling Moqiu suddenly raised his head and looked at Ling Wushuang, as if he suddenly remembered something, "Wushuang, do you know that young master?"

Ling Wushuang raised her brows lightly, a little surprised.

"Yes." Mr. Ling also frowned, and said slowly, "At that time, when the young master was leaving, he asked if the Lord of the Sunset City was a little girl named Ling Wushuang, and she was with her. Lord Yan, the peak of the day, has a very close relationship."

Ling Qingtian glanced at Ling Wushuang, and was also a little puzzled, "Wu Shuang, do you know that person? Or that young master knows you?"

He can be sure that the son must have met Wushuang in the land of gods and demons.

"And then?" The color in Ling Wu's eyes became darker and darker.

Ling Moqiu thought for a while, exchanged glances with Old Master Ling, and continued, "After I confirmed that the letter in his hand was written by Third Brother, I told him truthfully that the Ling Wushuang he was talking about was none other than Third Brother's daughter. , At that time, his expression was very surprised, and he turned around and left!"

Seeing his hasty pace, he can be sure that the young master must know Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang was really surprised, and his thoughts turned quickly.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and a snow-clothed figure appeared in her mind. She quickly looked at Ling Moqiu, and hurriedly asked, "Can you remember what he looks like? His characteristics are also fine!"

Could it be him! ?Could it be what she estimated?
Ling Moqiu furrowed his eyebrows fiercely, "That young master has an extraordinary bearing, which is by no means comparable to ordinary people. As for this characteristic..."

After Ling Moqiu thought about it for a while, his gentle eyes lit up instantly, and he slapped his right fist on his left palm, suddenly remembering, "By the way, I remembered, there is a water drop-like brand on his brow!"

"Ouyang Qianze!" Ling Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, and excitement quickly appeared in his clear eyes.

It really was him, her intuition was correct, Ouyang Qianze really knew about his father, and had a close relationship with him, that is to say, his father is now in Fengxuezhujian City!
Ling Qingtian and Ling Moqiu looked at each other, complex emotions appeared in their old eyes, both pleasantly surprised and puzzled, "Wu Shuang, do you know this person?"

"That's right!" Ling Wushuang's eyes sank slightly, and after a short period of excitement, his mood gradually calmed down.

If this is the case, then it makes sense for Ouyang Qianze to turn back from Sunset City to the Tianzhong Tomb, but when he saw her later, why didn't he directly tell her about her father?
"Why?" Ling Wushuang frowned slightly, quite puzzled.

Ouyang Qianze came to the Star Realm under the order of his master, so his master is likely to be his father!Then that is...

Thinking of this, Ling Wushuang couldn't restrain his excitement.

Little by little, step by step, until now she finally has the exact news of her father, no wonder she felt that Ouyang Qianze looked at her inexplicably strangely when she was in the tomb in the sky, and she thought it was her own illusion.

"Wushuang, Wushuang?" Ling Moqiu called Ling Wushuang, who was in a trance.

Ling Wushuang blinked and came back to his senses, and smiled at Ling Moqiu and the old man, "It's okay, I know who that person is, don't worry, father's current situation may be a bit troublesome, but he just can't get away. "

She gave them a reassuring smile, but the color of her clear eyes darkened.

"That's good, old man, I don't have any extravagance." Ling Qingtian sighed, "As long as the old three are fine, I can rest assured."

The color in Ling Wushuang's eyes suddenly confirmed, "Don't worry, grandpa and fourth uncle, I will find my father."

Ouyang Qianze may not have told her because of some concerns, but when he returns to Jianjian City, he will definitely tell his father the news!If her father can't get away for some reason, then she will go to the city of swords made in wind and snow.

Besides, she might be able to help.

"No hurry, no hurry." Mr. Ling looked back at his precious granddaughter, shaking his beard, and said, "Wu Shuang, you must be careful in your actions in the area of ​​the God and Demon Continent, and don't lose your sense of proportion because of this matter." , the third child must have his own reasons for doing so."

Ling Wushuang nodded with a smile, "I have a measure."

Ling Moqiu smiled reassuringly, he has always been reassuring when Wushuang handles affairs.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "What happened to the cemetery of the gods, are you all right now?"

(End of this chapter)

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