A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 38 Undercurrent Surge 3
The stars fade away, and the night is boundless.

The sky at the age of ten was actually so gray.

He was powerless to prevent his mother's death, and he was powerless to protect the seven-year-old Xiao Yuling. He had to make himself strong, and only with hard enough fists could he have the right to speak.

Now, he has done it, the Nine Heavens Xuan Jue, he has finally practiced it.

For the past three years, he has practiced martial arts day and night for this day to come.

Yu Ling, Yu Ling.

He whispered the name softly.

For three years, the name that supported him to move forward and support him to live.

Back then, when he first saw Yu Ling, she was a head and a half shorter than him, with a round face, bright eyes, and the bright red beauty tear at the corner of her eye, which instantly caught his attention.

Today's Yuling is ten years old, and Xiaohong knows all about her experiences in the past three years. His heart aches so much that he can't sleep at night. He dare not go to see her, for he is afraid that the moment he sees her, he will collapse!

Yuling, that quiet and kind little girl.

Yixiang turned around and walked towards the most remote corner of the Song Mansion.

The seemingly careless walk, the seemingly idle footwork, is surprisingly fast.

For a while, he stood outside the seemingly dilapidated small courtyard under the darkness of night.

The lights are on in the back room, but she hasn't rested yet, is she okay?
No one was alarmed, only the lake-colored clothes fluttered in the night, and he landed in front of the door in an instant.

The raised hand could not be lowered for a long time. After a little thought, he moved to the window and stood quietly.

At this moment, the maid Xiaolu opened the window with a whimper, and a basin of water poured down with a splash.

The lake-colored robe was soaked by the water, but it lost the color of the lake. . .

Hearing the movement, Xiaolu hurriedly yelled loudly, "Who is it? Who is outside?"

Yu Ling, who was about to undress and go to bed inside, stopped her movements. Fortunately, she discovered it early. She has the habit of sleeping naked. If she didn't find anyone outside, wouldn't the spring light be leaking?Although the ten-year-old's small body is nothing to look at. . . . . .

With a flash, Yu Ling left the room and stood in front of the drowned Yi Xiang under the window.

At this time, Xiaolu had already seen the person coming, and said in surprise: "Master Fifth? Why are you here?"

Fifth Lord?Is that the fifth master who asks Xiaohong to bring some eating utensils here from time to time?

In memory, the five masters who were childhood sweethearts of Zeng and Xiao Yuling?

From his appearance, he is only thirteen or fourteen years old. It is true to call him a master. . . . . .

Yu Ling held back her laughter, Chao Yi blessed Fushen in detail, and called out crisply: "I've seen Uncle Wu"

Fifth Uncle?Yixiang swayed slightly, he forgot that he was her fifth uncle.

(End of this chapter)