Chapter 68: Old Man Duan [II]
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"Girl, after I died, you cremated me and scattered my ashes in this South Wuzhen Sea. In this way, this old man can drift around with the sea and take a good look at the outside world."
"Okay, okay." Zhao Ling looked at him with tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to say other than the nodding of her head.
"Girl, I really want to eat your grilled fish again." Duan old man smiled, with a little yearning in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.
"Old man! Old man!" Zhao Ling knelt on top of Duan old man, sobbing.
Yin Zhan was dead, and the four guardians also died one after another. After Wuchen died, a large number of Wuji sects also burst their heads and died. After one night, the power of the Promise Sect has been disintegrated.
According to Old Man Duan's last words, Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan cremated his body, and then brought his ashes back to the warship.
By the time they got back to the warship, the sky was already showing fish belly white. Fengze, Lu Ziqing, Zhang Xian and others were already waiting on the boat.
Although this battle basically wiped out the power of Wuji Sect, their side was also damaged.
The vanguard troops brought by Yan Mo lost more than twenty elites, and more than ten were injured. The navy led by Zhang Xian also lost hundreds of troops, and a warship was burned. It seemed that the Promise Religion was not a mob, and it was still a bit powerful.
As soon as Zhao Ling got on the boat, he received the concerned eyes of Fengze Xie Mingyu and others.
"Ling'er, are you alright?" Xie Mingyu asked first.
"I'm fine, cousin, are you all alright?" Zhao Ling also greeted everyone, but saw Fengze's arm was wrapped in white bandages, and her face was pale, she asked with concern: "Fengze, are you hurt?"
Feng Ze looked at her up and down, and seeing that she was safe and sound, his tense face eased slightly. He forced the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's okay, just a little skin injury."
Zhang Xian, who was on the side, glanced at Feng Ze and secretly said in his heart: It was said that General Wuwei was brave and invincible. When he saw it today, he really deserved the reputation. Absolutely stunning.
Alas, it really was a hero who was a teenager, and it seemed that it was time to retire with this old bone! Zhang Xian suddenly felt a little sad.
How could Zhang Xian know that Feng Ze, because of Zhao Ling, transferred his anger that he had to vent on the Wuji Sect.
Meng Yuan stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Ling's waist, gave Feng Ze a sideways glance, and turned to show Zhao Ling a coquettish expression. "Ling'er, I'm tired."
When Yun Yi saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched. Meng Yuan was really insidious. He couldn't help but light a row of candles for Feng Ze in his heart.
Seeing Meng Yuan's pale face, Zhao Ling could see that he had lost a lot of weight compared to when she first saw him. Thinking about these days, he dragged his legs that had not healed from the cold poison, drifted at sea for so many days, and fought so much on Wuji Island. After a long time, his body was really unable to take it, and she was worried in her heart.
She quickly said to Fengze, "Fengze, you have a good rest." Then she accompanied Meng Yuan into the interior.
Meng Yuan was lazy to take care of everyone, and without turning his head, he embraced Zhao Ling and walked away, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a contented smile. When he thought of Feng Ze, a coldness appeared in his eyes. This person was really getting more and more presumptuous, and it seemed that he had to find a way to completely cut off this thought.
Feng Ze looked at Meng Yuan's back hugging Zhao Ling's waist, clenching his fists, and the emotions in his deep eyes were complicated.
Back in the room, Zhao Ling asked Meng Yuan to lie down on the bed. Meng Yuan obeyed her instructions, lay down leaning against the head of the bed, and then took Zhao Ling's hand and asked her to sit beside the bed.
He wrapped his arms around Zhao Ling's waist, just as he was about to embrace Zhao Ling in his arms, a fluffy mass shot out of her arms with a "swoosh" and jumped onto Meng Yuan's shoulders. He grinned at him with a hostile expression on his face.
Since the death of Duan old man, Xiao Gao has been lying quietly in Zhao Ling's arms, motionless, so everyone didn't notice it just now.
Meng Yuan's face darkened instantly. He pulled the little fox off his shoulders and stared at it angrily.
Seeing one human and one fox looking at each other angrily, Zhao Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Ling'er!" Meng Yuan looked at her sadly. What's the situation now? I just got rid of a rival in love temporarily, and this little beast jumped out to make trouble. Was it really so difficult to let him and Ling'er stay quiet for a while?
Zhao Ling smiled and patted his hand, signaling him to calm down. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Situ Gong's voice came.
"Your subordinate, Situ Gong, is waiting outside the door."
"Mr. Situ, please come in." Zhao Ling shouted.
Meng Yuan looked at her displeasedly. What does this woman mean? Was it not enough to make trouble with this little beast, why did you call Situ Gong here?
Zhao Ling ignored him, called Situ Gong in, and showed him the little girl in his arms.
When Situ Gong saw Xiaojiao, his eyes were wide open with an incredible expression on his face. "Princess, this... is this a blue-eyed spirit fox?"
"Exactly." Zhao Ling nodded, "It is said that the blood of this blue-eyed spirit fox can relieve the cold poison in the prince's body. I wonder if Mr. Situ knows about this?"
Situ Gong was simply incoherent with excitement.. "Subordinate knows, subordinates have always known, but this blue-eyed spirit fox is a rare thing in a thousand years, and my subordinates have been searching for seven years, but they have no clue. This is great! This is really great!"
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"Girl, after I died, you cremated me and scattered my ashes in this South Wuzhen Sea. In this way, this old man can drift around with the sea and take a good look at the outside world."
"Okay, okay." Zhao Ling looked at him with tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to say other than the nodding of her head.
"Girl, I really want to eat your grilled fish again." Duan old man smiled, with a little yearning in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes.
"Old man! Old man!" Zhao Ling knelt on top of Duan old man, sobbing.
Yin Zhan was dead, and the four guardians also died one after another. After Wuchen died, a large number of Wuji sects also burst their heads and died. After one night, the power of the Promise Sect has been disintegrated.
According to Old Man Duan's last words, Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan cremated his body, and then brought his ashes back to the warship.
By the time they got back to the warship, the sky was already showing fish belly white. Fengze, Lu Ziqing, Zhang Xian and others were already waiting on the boat.
Although this battle basically wiped out the power of Wuji Sect, their side was also damaged.
The vanguard troops brought by Yan Mo lost more than twenty elites, and more than ten were injured. The navy led by Zhang Xian also lost hundreds of troops, and a warship was burned. It seemed that the Promise Religion was not a mob, and it was still a bit powerful.
As soon as Zhao Ling got on the boat, he received the concerned eyes of Fengze Xie Mingyu and others.
"Ling'er, are you alright?" Xie Mingyu asked first.
"I'm fine, cousin, are you all alright?" Zhao Ling also greeted everyone, but saw Fengze's arm was wrapped in white bandages, and her face was pale, she asked with concern: "Fengze, are you hurt?"
Feng Ze looked at her up and down, and seeing that she was safe and sound, his tense face eased slightly. He forced the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's okay, just a little skin injury."
Zhang Xian, who was on the side, glanced at Feng Ze and secretly said in his heart: It was said that General Wuwei was brave and invincible. When he saw it today, he really deserved the reputation. Absolutely stunning.
Alas, it really was a hero who was a teenager, and it seemed that it was time to retire with this old bone! Zhang Xian suddenly felt a little sad.
How could Zhang Xian know that Feng Ze, because of Zhao Ling, transferred his anger that he had to vent on the Wuji Sect.
Meng Yuan stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Ling's waist, gave Feng Ze a sideways glance, and turned to show Zhao Ling a coquettish expression. "Ling'er, I'm tired."
When Yun Yi saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched. Meng Yuan was really insidious. He couldn't help but light a row of candles for Feng Ze in his heart.
Seeing Meng Yuan's pale face, Zhao Ling could see that he had lost a lot of weight compared to when she first saw him. Thinking about these days, he dragged his legs that had not healed from the cold poison, drifted at sea for so many days, and fought so much on Wuji Island. After a long time, his body was really unable to take it, and she was worried in her heart.
She quickly said to Fengze, "Fengze, you have a good rest." Then she accompanied Meng Yuan into the interior.
Meng Yuan was lazy to take care of everyone, and without turning his head, he embraced Zhao Ling and walked away, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a contented smile. When he thought of Feng Ze, a coldness appeared in his eyes. This person was really getting more and more presumptuous, and it seemed that he had to find a way to completely cut off this thought.
Feng Ze looked at Meng Yuan's back hugging Zhao Ling's waist, clenching his fists, and the emotions in his deep eyes were complicated.
Back in the room, Zhao Ling asked Meng Yuan to lie down on the bed. Meng Yuan obeyed her instructions, lay down leaning against the head of the bed, and then took Zhao Ling's hand and asked her to sit beside the bed.
He wrapped his arms around Zhao Ling's waist, just as he was about to embrace Zhao Ling in his arms, a fluffy mass shot out of her arms with a "swoosh" and jumped onto Meng Yuan's shoulders. He grinned at him with a hostile expression on his face.
Since the death of Duan old man, Xiao Gao has been lying quietly in Zhao Ling's arms, motionless, so everyone didn't notice it just now.
Meng Yuan's face darkened instantly. He pulled the little fox off his shoulders and stared at it angrily.
Seeing one human and one fox looking at each other angrily, Zhao Ling couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Ling'er!" Meng Yuan looked at her sadly. What's the situation now? I just got rid of a rival in love temporarily, and this little beast jumped out to make trouble. Was it really so difficult to let him and Ling'er stay quiet for a while?
Zhao Ling smiled and patted his hand, signaling him to calm down. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Situ Gong's voice came.
"Your subordinate, Situ Gong, is waiting outside the door."
"Mr. Situ, please come in." Zhao Ling shouted.
Meng Yuan looked at her displeasedly. What does this woman mean? Was it not enough to make trouble with this little beast, why did you call Situ Gong here?
Zhao Ling ignored him, called Situ Gong in, and showed him the little girl in his arms.
When Situ Gong saw Xiaojiao, his eyes were wide open with an incredible expression on his face. "Princess, this... is this a blue-eyed spirit fox?"
"Exactly." Zhao Ling nodded, "It is said that the blood of this blue-eyed spirit fox can relieve the cold poison in the prince's body. I wonder if Mr. Situ knows about this?"
Situ Gong was simply incoherent with excitement.. "Subordinate knows, subordinates have always known, but this blue-eyed spirit fox is a rare thing in a thousand years, and my subordinates have been searching for seven years, but they have no clue. This is great! This is really great!"
"Girl, after I died, you cremated me and scattered my ashes in this South Wuzhen Sea. In this way, this old man can drift around with the sea and take a good look at the outside world.""Okay, okay." Zhao Ling looked at him with tears in her eyes, she didn't know what to say other than the nodding of her head."Girl, I really want to eat your grilled fish again." Duan old man smiled, with a little yearning in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes."Old man! Old man!" Zhao Ling knelt on top of Duan old man, sobbing.Yin Zhan was dead, and the four guardians also died one after another. After Wuchen died, a large number of Wuji sects also burst their heads and died. After one night, the power of the Promise Sect has been disintegrated.According to Old Man Duan's last words, Zhao Ling and Meng Yuan cremated his body, and then brought his ashes back to the warship.By the time they got back to the warship, the sky was already showing fish belly white. Fengze, Lu Ziqing, Zhang Xian and others were already waiting on the boat.Although this battle basically wiped out the power of Wuji Sect, their side was also damaged.The vanguard troops brought by Yan Mo lost more than twenty elites, and more than ten were injured. The navy led by Zhang Xian also lost hundreds of troops, and a warship was burned. It seemed that the Promise Religion was not a mob, and it was still a bit powerful.As soon as Zhao Ling got on the boat, he received the concerned eyes of Fengze Xie Mingyu and others."Ling'er, are you alright?" Xie Mingyu asked first."I'm fine, cousin, are you all alright?" Zhao Ling also greeted everyone, but saw Fengze's arm was wrapped in white bandages, and her face was pale, she asked with concern: "Fengze, are you hurt?"Feng Ze looked at her up and down, and seeing that she was safe and sound, his tense face eased slightly. He forced the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's okay, just a little skin injury."Zhang Xian, who was on the side, glanced at Feng Ze and secretly said in his heart: It was said that General Wuwei was brave and invincible. When he saw it today, he really deserved the reputation. Absolutely stunning.Alas, it really was a hero who was a teenager, and it seemed that it was time to retire with this old bone! Zhang Xian suddenly felt a little sad.How could Zhang Xian know that Feng Ze, because of Zhao Ling, transferred his anger that he had to vent on the Wuji Sect.Meng Yuan stepped forward and grabbed Zhao Ling's waist, gave Feng Ze a sideways glance, and turned to show Zhao Ling a coquettish expression. "Ling'er, I'm tired."When Yun Yi saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched. Meng Yuan was really insidious. He couldn't help but light a row of candles for Feng Ze in his heart. Seeing Meng Yuan's pale face, Zhao Ling could see that he had lost a lot of weight compared to when she first saw him. Thinking about these days, he dragged his legs that had not healed from the cold poison, drifted at sea for so many days, and fought so much on Wuji Island. After a long time, his body was really unable to take it, and she was worried in her heart. She quickly said to Fengze, "Fengze, you have a good rest." Then she accompanied Meng Yuan into the interior.Meng Yuan was lazy to take care of everyone, and without turning his head, he embraced Zhao Ling and walked away, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a contented smile. When he thought of Feng Ze, a coldness appeared in his eyes. This person was really getting more and more presumptuous, and it seemed that he had to find a way to completely cut off this thought.Feng Ze looked at Meng Yuan's back hugging Zhao Ling's waist, clenching his fists, and the emotions in his deep eyes were complicated.Back in the room, Zhao Ling asked Meng Yuan to lie down on the bed. Meng Yuan obeyed her instructions, lay down leaning against the head of the bed, and then took Zhao Ling's hand and asked her to sit beside the bed.He wrapped his arms around Zhao Ling's waist, just as he was about to embrace Zhao Ling in his arms, a fluffy mass shot out of her arms with a "swoosh" and jumped onto Meng Yuan's shoulders. He grinned at him with a hostile expression on his face.Since the death of Duan old man, Xiao Gao has been lying quietly in Zhao Ling's arms, motionless, so everyone didn't notice it just now.Meng Yuan's face darkened instantly. He pulled the little fox off his shoulders and stared at it angrily.Seeing one human and one fox looking at each other angrily, Zhao Ling couldn't help laughing out loud."Ling'er!" Meng Yuan looked at her sadly. What's the situation now? I just got rid of a rival in love temporarily, and this little beast jumped out to make trouble. Was it really so difficult to let him and Ling'er stay quiet for a while?Zhao Ling smiled and patted his hand, signaling him to calm down. Then, there was a knock on the door, and Situ Gong's voice came."Your subordinate, Situ Gong, is waiting outside the door.""Mr. Situ, please come in." Zhao Ling shouted.Meng Yuan looked at her displeasedly. What does this woman mean? Was it not enough to make trouble with this little beast, why did you call Situ Gong here?Zhao Ling ignored him, called Situ Gong in, and showed him the little girl in his arms.When Situ Gong saw Xiaojiao, his eyes were wide open with an incredible expression on his face. "Princess, this... is this a blue-eyed spirit fox?""Exactly." Zhao Ling nodded, "It is said that the blood of this blue-eyed spirit fox can relieve the cold poison in the prince's body. I wonder if Mr. Situ knows about this?"Situ Gong was simply incoherent with excitement.. "Subordinate knows, subordinates have always known, but this blue-eyed spirit fox is a rare thing in a thousand years, and my subordinates have been searching for seven years, but they have no clue. This is great! This is really great!"
