The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 53

Ling Tianyue narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his mouth, as if he was extremely satisfied with Ling Xuzhuo's reaction at this time.He turned around with a chuckle and walked slowly towards him: "Yes, so what?"

As soon as the words fell, a crack was cut open on the stone wall under Ling Tianyue's feet.The broken crack stopped Ling Tianyue's progress and made Ling Xuzhuo firm in his inner decision.

"Father, I have always respected you very much. As long as it is your order, I will do my best. I want to be your pride and a qualified heir, but—" Ling Xuzhuo raised his head, with a pair of resolute There was a firm look in her eyes: "This time, you are wrong! I will not do what you think, I will stop you, whether it is Xiaoshang or Ningshan, I will never let you hurt them!"

Ling Xuzhuo slowly pulled out the saber on his waist, the snow-white blade glistening in the darkness.His hands trembled slightly, but there was no hesitation or timidity in his eyes.Drawing swords to face each other meant the end of the father-son friendship between him and Ling Tianyue. He never thought that one day he would decide to be an enemy of his father.

Ling Tianyue looked at Ling Xuzhuo who was getting ready to face the battle, his eyebrows sank, his expression was a little cold, but there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.The deep voice carried a dangerous breath, and it came to Ling Xuzhuo step by step: "Very well, let me see how far you have grown, Zhuo'er!"

With swords and swords and swords and swords, the altar of the Blood Sacrifice swayed from side to side under the impact of powerful internal force, and the entire cliff was shaken to the point of collapse.Countless gravel and stones kept falling down the cliff, as if falling into an endless abyss without making any sound.

Looking at the two fiercely fighting above the altar, Tong Zhu felt complicated.Although she was very worried about Yan Liluo's condition, the tense situation in front of her made her unable to leave even an inch.Until now, apart from trusting Feng Ye, Tong Zhu didn't know what else she could do.

"This time, I hope you can protect her well..." Tong Zhu clenched the corner of her clothes and murmured silently in her heart. ——Under the cliff of the altar of Xuanying Villa
The darkness was like a huge bottomless pit, devouring Yan Liluo's soul, making her consciousness gradually blurred.The world was as quiet as if she was the only one, silent and silent.Only the sound of her own heartbeat was transmitted to the eardrums through her blood, thud-thump-thump, the powerful agitation made her deeply aware that she was still alive...

Her head was dizzy, and fragments of memories kept flashing in her mind, one scene after another, as if it was close in front of her eyes, but far away in the sky.She seemed to have seen the magic island, and in the quiet bamboo forest, there was a handsome man in white clothes with long flying hair, with a slender and elegant body, turning around slowly, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a smile like a spring breeze.

"Brother Mu——" Yan Liluo gently stretched out her hand towards him, but saw a small figure running past her.The young Yan Liluo had a pure smile on her face, like sunshine, warm and genial.

"Li'er, run slowly, and be careful not to fall." The young man walked over slowly, smiling slightly, his slender eyebrows raised slightly, full of pampering tenderness.

"Brother Mu, look, these are the little white flowers I picked, don't they look good?" Yan Liluo raised her small face, and handed the little flower in her hand to the young man like a treasure, her face was full of pride and complacency.

"It's very beautiful, Li'er." The young man leaned over with a smile, took the flowers from Yan Liluo's little hand, and said with a gentle smile.

"Brother Mu, do you like it, then I'll give it to you!" Yan Liluo smiled happily and clapped her little hands, saying cheerfully, "I knew that Brother Mu would like it!"

"Huh? Why?" The young man pursed his lips, smiled lightly, and gently stroked Yan Liluo's head knowingly, his eyes were full of happiness.

"Because Brother Mu likes white the most!" The young Yan Liluo smiled and hugged the boy's neck, smiling coquettishly, and the whole bamboo forest was filled with happiness and joy.

"Li'er, do you know the name of this little flower?" The young man gently picked her up, pressed his forehead against Yan Liluo's, and said softly.

"Huh? I don't know." Yan Liluo tilted her head and opened her curious eyes.

"This is called Liu Yuexue, and it belongs to your flower." The young man looked at her with a smile, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with tenderness.

Yan Liluo stood in the distance, watching the previous scene silently, the young man's gentle voice carried an unknown magnetism, which made Yan Liluo's heart surge with warmth.She walked forward slowly, wanting to touch the young man, but the scene in front of her suddenly shattered and fell to the ground. The tender smile of the young man disappeared, replaced by flying snow and strong wind.

Goose-feather-like snow mixed with the north wind flying all over the sky, the howling cold wind shook the dead trees, and everything around seemed to be taken away by the heavy snow.Yan Liluo pulled up her hair that was blowing constantly in the wind, her cheeks that were all over the country and city were flushed by the cold wind.

In the distance, under a dead tree, a huddled figure shivered in the snow.The boy was dressed in tattered clothes, his messy and dirty hair was blown even more disheveled by the strong wind, and his bare feet were red from the cold in the snow.

(End of this chapter)