Chapter 288 Ling Mao
Everyone's eyes fell on this haunted man. The dark girl narrowed her eyes slightly, and her beautiful face flashed with doubt.
"Ling Li." The man's voice trembled slightly, and it turned out to be a middle-aged male voice, not the familiar hoarse voice, "You're finally here." However, even if the voice is changed, Ling Wei feels a little familiar.
The voice of the man is full of infinite vicissitudes: "Light, dark. You are finally here. I've been waiting for this day for too long.
"Wait." Ling Wei frowned and said, "Tell me everything you should know first." His tone is very heavy and a little impatient. Because so far, it seems that only one has been hidden in the drum.
The man raised the silver bell scepter and made a crisp sound, then turned around and walked far away by himself, "Follow me. Take you to a place."
"Pretious guy." Qin Si pouted her little cherry mouth unhappily.
Pretious. Ling Wei's patience has also reached the extreme. For so many years, he seems to be a puppet, walking forward step by step under the control of the bamboo hat man. I saw my beloved die with my own eyes and went through hardships to save them. In the eyes of the bamboo hat, all this is just arranged in advance. Ling Wei was angry. He dodged and crossed the space in front of the bucket man.
"Let's show up." In the exclamation of the women behind, the silver sword light suddenly flashed. Tear...", the hat was split in half and fell down. Behind them, all the women were scared by Ling Li's action. There was no unexpected blood splash, and then he breathed a slight sigh of relief.
This is a young face with a beard on its jaw. Even so, his appearance is still beautiful and his temperament is compelling. Seeing this face, Ling Wei was hit by lightning and was stunned. Even the hand that had planned to hold the man's collar and questioning stopped in the air.
Looking at the person in front of him, there was a gentle smile on his face, without surprise, as expected, the calm face. Ling Li lost his voice and said, "Father!"
Hearing Ling's surprised voice, the delicate body of the woman present trembled slightly.
"Oh, my God, he is the father of a bad guy. No wonder he is so kind to the bad guy. However, I am so rude to him. He must have a very bad impression of me. What should I do?" This is Qin Si. She held a hot face and stared at the two people standing like statues in front of her, jumping carefully.
The little demon who is connected with Ling Wei's heart knows Ling Wei's thoughts best at this moment. Influenced by him, the little demon is also extremely surprised.
The dark girl still narrowed her eyes and stared at the back of the man. He felt that the truth was not as simple as he saw on the surface.
Ling Hui ran over at the fastest speed and came to Ling Li's position. She turned around and saw the mature and steady face similar to Ling Li.
The man of the bamboo hat is Lin Mao, the father. Ling Li can't accept this fact. From the beginning, his wish was to find his father who disappeared more than ten years ago. Walking past Li'an, going to Nohia, traveling all over the mainland, and even inadvertently breaking into the demon world, he had a vague expectation in his heart, hoping that one day he would meet Lin Mao. The man who was worshipped by himself in his youth.
Unexpectedly, he appeared in front of him more than once during his painstaking search for him. Father, why don't you recognize me? Ling Yu's tone was reproached, "Why don't you go back to Youle Island? Mother, she has been waiting for you."
There was still a faint smile on the man's face. He looked up and down at Ling Wei, and then fell on Ling Hui's body with a puzzled face and said, "Light, tell him that I'm not Lin Mao. To be precise, this body is, but the soul is not.
"Third, I know it's you." Ling Hui seemed to smile. She took Ling Wei's warm and rough hand and said, "Brother. You have recognized the wrong person."
The following women also came up.
"Lin Mao" smiled happily, "Ling, since you have come here, why don't you listen to me patiently? Come on. I have been holding these words in my heart for too long.
The man walked in front of him, holding Ling Hui in one hand and Qin Si in the other hand to follow him. After walking half a step, the dark girl still looked serious and didn't know what she was thinking.
Walked through a small forest, along the gurgling stream, went upstream, and stopped on a smooth stone wall halfway up the mountain.
"Lin Mao" stretched out his hand and turned a colorful magic crystal on a stone wall. The whole stone wall split a straight downward gap from the middle like two gates, and then slowly separated to both sides in the vibration of the whole mountain.
Up to now, Ling Li is also well-informed. So he was not surprised at all by his action. He walked in with a deep face.
The cave looks very empty, the light is sufficient, and there is no cold and humid feeling at all. In front of the water curtain formed by a fountain several meters high, everyone stopped. The man of the bamboo hat, with one move, the brilliance flashed, and the water curtain showed colorful colors.
Lin Mao said calmly to Ling Hui, "Light, as his sister, tell him everything. The island of God created by the true god, pseudo-creation cannot be explored. He is curious about me, so let's start with my identity.
Ling Hui frowned: "Third, you are still the same for so many years. Don't you have enough people to hurt?"
Ling Mao said, "Light, everything is to achieve that ideal, isn't it? In this process, no matter how much you pay, it is worth it. He is the first person to reach this point, hoping not to give up his previous achievements again.
Ling Li said in a low voice, "Huier, say it. What the hell is going on?"
With a shallow smile, she has always been a sensible and obedient sister in front of Ling Wei. A long time ago, about hundreds of thousands of years ago..." With Ling Hui's talk, the water curtain formed by the fountain began to present vivid images...
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"Ling Shen, take a break. You are tired." This is a magnificent hall, wrapped in clouds and fog. The man known as Ling Shen sat on the throne hovering with a nine-clawed golden dragon in the center of the hall. The handsome man said humbly.
Ling Shen smiled indifferently and said, "Only respect. My disciple, you underestimate the master. Can you comment on the world just created for your teacher?
said respectfully: "Only gods like masters can create such a beautiful world. If the mother is resurrected, she will be very happy.
Ling Shen smiled gently: "Wei Zun, thanks to you accompanying me in the endless years. Now let's do one more thing for the master and get that thing.
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