Chapter 101, Heart Disease [, Please Collect]

Ling Xiaolou looked at Lu Lin stunned when he heard the words, as if he had met him for the first time. After a long silence, he looked up at Lu Lin with a dark face and whispered, "Do you... really think so?"

"Ling...Brother Ling...I'm sorry!"

"There's nothing to be sorry for." Ling Xiaolou shook his head slightly and said, "You're not wrong! This is your heart, or your belief. It's your belief. How can it be wrong?

"Brother Ling, do you really think so?" Lu Lin's face was happy and breathed for a long breath. He was afraid that what he had just said would anger Ling Xiaolou. Brother Ling was very kind to him and kissed him more than his own brother. He didn't want to see Brother Ling disappointed.

"Hmm." Ling Xiaolou nodded solemnly and whispered, "You just do what you believe!"

After a pause, his black and white eyes shot out cold light and became extremely sharp: "But one thing, you have to remember anyway, I... don't want to see you killed, do you understand?"

"Hey..." Lu Lin grinned, touched the back of his head, and laughed, "Brother Ling, don't worry. I, Lu Lin, am a cat, and I have nine lives!"

Lu Lin was very moved, but he put on a hippie smile. There is no need to say too much meaty words between men, so it is true to be plain.

He stared at Lu Lin angrily, and Ling Xiaolou hummed, "Why aren't my mother and Wan Niang at home? And what about Song Huaer?

"... Zheng Niang and Wan Niang are both at the Ling family." Lu Lin hesitated and said with a wry smile, "After Song Huaer saw that I was brought back, she asked for details and left. She hasn't come back these days."

"Isn't she... looking for death?" Ling Xiaolou scolded and was angry. Although Song Huaer didn't say anything, how could he not guess? He must have gone to trouble with those white lotus martial artists.

But the question is, does Song Huaer have the strength to trouble others? Stupid girl..." Ling Xiaolou was so angry that Song Huaer ran around like this. In case there were three short stories, wouldn't he be sad?

"Hey..." Lu Lin's black eyes turned, showing an ambiguous smile: "Brother Ling, do you like him? Yes, Song Huaer is a beautiful woman who looks like a person in the painting. Can you not be moved?

"Get out of here!" He patted Lu Lin's head again and said angrily, "What words come out of your mouth will turn smelly. It's so stinky. Hurry up and have a rest. I'll go to see my mother and Wanniang.

After walking out of the west room and ordering Li Jin to say a few words, Ling Xiaolou walked out of the small courtyard and headed for the Ling family. Entering the gate of the Ling family, he felt a hostile gaze.

glanced at these people, Ling Xiao walked blankly to the courtyard where he had lived for more than ten years. The one who is full of hostility to him is the Ling family guard.

In the conflict at noon on New Year's Eve, Ling Xiaolou obviously abolished the martial artist, but in fact it shattered his heart. The martial artist could never survive New Year's Eve. When these Ling family's guardians saw their companions die tragically, they didn't mean to revenge, but they just felt the same way.

Along the way, when they meet the Ling family or their family members and maids, they will quickly turn around and leave, with a frightening luster in their eyes.

Ling Xiaolou didn't care about these, and Shiran came to his own small courtyard.

"Building...Brother Lou?" Wan Niang saw Ling Xiaolou, jumped at him and cried, as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.

"Wanniang doesn't cry, is someone bullying you?" Ling Xiaolou gently patted Wan Niang on the back and comforted the little girl: "It's okay. Tell Brother Lou, and Brother Lou will help you vent his anger!"

Ling Xiaolou looked at the crying little Lori, and his heart was heartbroken. What a cute little Lori, who is so careless to make her angry? It's unforgivable!

"No...no one bullied me!" Wan Niang raised her head and said with tears in her eyes, "Yes... it's Zheng Niang who is sick!" Wan Niang showed shame and felt that she didn't take good care of her mother.

"Is my mother sick?" Ling Xiaolou's face suddenly changed, and he took Wan Niang's delicate hand and rushed into his mother's room.

"Building... Building, are you back?" The mother lying on the bed opened her eyes, looked sick, and smiled at him: "Where have you been again? I haven't seen you these days. I'm so worried!"

"Mom, I'm fine." Ling Xiaolou changed the topic, put his right hand on his mother's wrist, and Jingyuan poured in. Then he frowned and whispered, "Mom, your body is fine. Why do you look like this? What's wrong with you?"

"I... I'm fine!" Zheng lay on **, his eyes were dim and he shook his head slightly.

"Zheng Niang is mentally ill..." Wan Niang rubbed the corners of her clothes, lowered her head slightly and whispered.

"Heart disease..." Ling Xiaolou was silent. Naturally, he knew what his mother's heart disease was, but he didn't expect that his mother fell ill.

He combed his mother's body with Jingyuan. He knew that to cure his mother's heart disease, he had to find a heart medicine. He clicked his mother's faint hole and made her fall asleep. Ling Xiaolou motioned Wan Niang to follow him out of the room.

"Wanniang, has anything happened in the past two days?" Ling Xiaolou pulled the little girl to the courtyard and asked softly.

"The day before yesterday, Zheng Niang went to see the master of the Ling family, but..." Wan Niang bit her lips and said in a low voice, "It's just that the master of the Ling family didn't see Zheng Niang, and then Zheng Niang came back depressed and fell ill."

"Oh." Lingxiao nodded expressionlessly and clenched his fists.

"You take good care of my mother at home and cook some nourishing soup for her..." Ling Xiaolou told Wan Niang a few words and walked out of the house.

Through several small courtyards, Ling Xiaolou stood in front of Ling Pingzhi's study, the owner of the Ling family.

"What...do you want to do?" Looking at Lingxiao Tower, the nine guard in blue showed a solemn look, as if facing a big enemy. In their eyes, Lingxiao Tower was as terrible as a wild beast.

"I'm sorry to bother you, I want to see him!" Lingxiaolou said calmly.

"Please...wait a moment!" A guard hesitated and looked at a guard who looked like their leader. The leader of the guard in blue pondered for a long time, signaling a subordinate to go in and show up.

The other guards were alert, holding knives in their hands and staring at Lingxiao Tower. They have learned from the martial artists of the Ling family's nursing home that this teenager is the fourth young master of the Ling family.

They also know that the relationship between the person they protect and the fourth young master of the Ling family is not harmonious, so although the two sides are father-son, they dare not be careless at all.

"I'm sorry, Lord Ling doesn't want to... see you!" Soon, the green guard who reported came out, hesitated, and whispered.

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