Chapter 283 Deadly Changes

Spark is a taciturn person. When he speaks, he usually goes straight to the point without any nonsense. In the city of Li'an, he stepped out of the hall and walked to a relatively secluded place. The spark stopped first. Looking directly at Ling Wei, there is no trace of humility because the latter's strength has reached the point of making him look up.

Xinghuo's eyes were very cold, like a real sword engraved on Ling's body, "You killed my master." He said it in a statemental tone. The master, who was as kind as a mountain, finally died at the hands of the man he regarded as a brother. Even though this matter spread to almost every corner of the mainland, he still hoped that Ling Li could refute himself. Tell him that things are not as simple as they think, or there are other secrets in it.

"He deserves to die." Ling Wei said calmly, as if the spark didn't ask, and he didn't want to go on at all.

"If you are his apprentice, if you look at your teacher-loving enemy standing in front of you, will you fight with him?" Xinghuo's tone was more emotional. He was accusing Ling Li of saying something so easily and simply. Or, he wants the latter to give him a reason not to hate. Even if it is far-fetched, as long as he says it, he will try to believe it.

Ling Li walked over and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him not to be excited. The two sat side by side on the stone ladder. A faint tone floated out of Ling Li's tone: "Everyone has irreversible scales. You should know the importance of Huier to me. Don't say it's Trus..." He paused and continued, "You are my brother. If you want to kill me, give me a suitable reason, and I won't fight back. But if you want to kill Huier, I will kill you as soon as possible. This is the answer I gave you.

"The appropriate reason? Do you want to avenge your teacher?" Xinghuo's body was stunned, separated for two years, and met Ling Wei again. The latter's momentum became sharper. Two years ago, he, who received the inheritance of Youlan, may have a higher strength than Ling Li, so two years later, this gap is like Tianjian.

"Calc." Turning his head, the eyes between the two were intertwined again. From the eyes of the spark, Ling Li saw pain, hesitation and struggle.

After half axiang, the spark sighed demented. Ask yourself, if you are Ling Wei, you may do such extreme things under such circumstances. Just now, he saw an unprecedented sense of vicissitudes in Ling's eyes. What kind of despair did he experience to become like that? Between breathing, the green silk turns white. What kind of pain is that?

"I want to leave for a while." Xinghuo said lightly that he couldn't treat Ling Wei as before. Anyway, the man around him killed his master. He needs to be quiet. Now that the crisis of Qushan has been resolved, even if he leaves, he doesn't have much to do with him.

"When will you leave?" Ling Li didn't keep him. He knew that he couldn't keep him. The estrangement between the two because of Truss cannot be eliminated in a day or two.

"Tomorrow."

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At noon the next day, in the east of Li'an City, they walked along the bridge of the moat, and everyone said goodbye again. In the morning, Xinghuo left a letter and went to the forest alone.

Nia looked at Ling Ling's hair reluctantly, knowing that her son was about to leave, and her heart was full of worry. Two years ago, when we met again, it was like a separate world. Huier died, and Lier was tortured to look like this again.

Ling Li went up and hugged Niya and patted her on the back gently. For some reason, he rarely did such an intimate action to Nia and comforted her with a smile, "Mother, don't worry. The child will come back safely. Maybe I can find my father when I go to Youle Donghai?"

From the beginning, Ling Wei has wanted to find his father Ling Mao, but in the past few years, he seems to have been pulled by a pair of invisible hands and has been walking forward quickly. Even now he has finally embarked on a journey to the East China Sea of Youle, as if it is because of these invisible hands. Ling Wei had a feeling that his father was not dead.

Let go of her mother, and Ling Wei saw tears on her face. Ling Li can imagine how difficult it was for Nia to raise herself and Huier in the days when her father disappeared early. In the past two years, she has been through hardships, isn't she? Ling Wei felt guilty that he had crossed into this world, which made him more or less bitter about Nia, the mother of the world. But this kind of grudge disappeared with the woman's tears at this moment.

Ling wiped the tears from the corners of Nia's eyes and turned his eyes to Kirin Bing. Seeing Ling Li's grateful eyes, Kirin Bing just shook her head silently.

"Binger." The gentleness in Ling's tone made Kirin's feet soft, and his knees almost fell down. I don't know how to thank you. Wait for me to come back. Can you take good care of everyone for the last time?" Ling Li cracked his mouth and hugged Kirin Bing tightly in the strange cry of A Shou and others. The latter's face immediately became like a ripe red apple, almost bleeding.

"Good." Kirinbing did not struggle and let Ling Ling hold it tightly. She felt that this embrace was so warm. In his arms, she felt the sense of security that her parents could give her when she was a child. Suddenly, tears gushed out of his eyes like a flood of breaking the dike. She didn't cry, but let tears silently wet Ling's shoulders.

"Goodbye, everyone. I'll be back soon." After saying goodbye to the crowd again, Ling Wei flew to the east with the little demon and the dark girl.

Magic World......

It was three days after the war when the Red Falcon returned to the top of the Moxing Mountain, which was almost split in half by God, with the sixth demon concubine Lan Ling, the fifth demon concubine Youqian and the fourth demon concubine Youqian.

Losing their position, even the mourners were still defeated. The demon army of the first force in the past was quickly forced to retreat to the foot of Moxing Mountain. The tens of millions of demons led by Shadow Demons and the troops of Shura Domain led by Chenmo, Blue and Eslin are already preparing for the final attack.

"Sister." The four beautiful demon concubines looked gloomy. At the top of the Moxing Mountain, they found the head that Junlin had been cut off. When the faith of the past turned into dust, the demon concubines who lost their backers, including the red thruly.

A not far from the front of Junlin's corpse is a conical black energy door.

Standing on the top of Moxing Mountain, the cold wind blew down bloody tears, and the four people saw the enemy troops at the foot of the mountain. Junlin's ten-thousand-year foundation was finally completely destroyed at this moment.

The red thal has blood and tears on its face, and its tone is extremely firm. Sisters, Your Majesty has left us. We can't let our enemies live freely. Come with me to the world. I want to turn it upside down, and I want the whole world to be buried with your majesty. Even if you can't kill the enemy, let him live in pain forever.

Speaking of this, the originally beautiful face of the red ephemer has become extremely distorted.

"Yes. Sister." The three demon concubines answered and rushed to the gate of the world one after another. After a few sounds, it disappeared from the demon world.

Even Ling has never thought about this change. During Ling Li's trip to the East China Sea, who can stop the demon emperor's strength?