Ling Luoyu looks innocent. It seems that he doesn't know where Ling Chongding's nameless fire comes from.
"But just because you need it doesn't mean you can win."
Ling Chongding:
He stood there, looking at her aggressively.
It was a long time before he sat down.
"The third young master has lived in the capital for a long time, and will not understand some of the rules of the game here..."
His address to Ling Luoyu was changed to "third young master", which showed that there was a deep estrangement between them.
The implication is that she is a superior young master of the Ling family, and they are just ordinary villagers in the mountain area.
The status of the two sides is different, so the values are doomed to be different.
For a waste young master who can only enjoy himself, no matter how high his cultivation is, there is nothing to talk about.
Ling Luoyu's eyes showed a touch of irony.
"The rules of the game may be different, but the outcome is always the same! Patriarch, if you can't even accept your own shortcomings and can't identify with them, then it's nothing strange that Ling's family has been defeated completely! "
Ling Chongding's pupil shrinks again.
Ling Luoyu's words, like a knife, go straight into his face and go deep into his heart.
I was looked down upon by a dandy. I was disgraced.
"Ling Luoyu, in the face of the great power, I will bear with you again and again, but you'd better not push forward!
The tea cup in Ling Chongding's hand broke with a "click".
"What are you going to do?"
Ling Luoyu's dimple was like a flower. He stepped forward and opened his handkerchief and squeezed the pieces of porcelain piece by piece.
"Give me an open and aboveboard identity! I'll help you play a game you're sure to win
Ling Chongding's hand trembled obviously: "what do you say?"
Ling Luoyu's action suddenly stops, the feather eyelashes tremble slightly, startles a touch of startled Hong, burning to look at his eyes.
"You heard me right! Give an identity and I'll give you a victory
Ling Chongding suddenly pulled back his hand and his pupils shrank: "are you serious?"
"What do you say?"
“……”
Ling Chongding couldn't make up his mind. For a while, he didn't know how to answer.
In his cognition, Ling Luoyu, in front of him, was full of bad deeds and accomplished nothing.
She can do in front of her, calm and calm, the point is, her unpredictable cultivation.
Ling Chongding is also a lot of readers, so he made up his mind at the moment.
"Good!! I can give you a team! But first you tell me How sure are you to win? "
Evil charm hook lips, Ling Luoyu leisurely hold tea cup.
"As long as you give me the highest authority, there will be 100%!"
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the night of Zishi is the coldest and coldest.
In the back mountain of Ling's house, dozens of people stood side by side, silent and looking at the people in front of them.
In front of them, Ling Chongding carries his hands and his eyes are like torches.
On his side, a young man in white was sitting lazily. His silver fox mask was shining with the light of demon spirit.
She hung her head to drink tea, leisurely and contented, as if she did not see dozens of confused eyes in front of her.
Even on one side of Ling Hongdan, is also a face of suspicious color, eyes swim in Ling Chongding and the man in white.
When he was near Zi, Ling Chongding suddenly heard that he wanted all his disciples to gather in the back mountain, saying that he wanted to introduce a new instructor to them.
I didn't expect that it was such a young master who looked like some dandy.
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