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Chapter 390: The flowers are in full bloom, and the two women are arguing about seniority

The valley is quiet and peaceful, and the cold pond is as blue as the sea.

Lingshitan is located in a deep valley in the mountains. Few people usually set foot here. The surrounding forests are dense and wild animals are rampant. Occasionally, hunters come here to hunt.

In the early morning, the drizzle had not stopped yet. An old hunter wearing a straw raincoat and carrying a bow and arrow came out of the forest.

The old hunter had just approached the cold pond and was about to draw his arrow to shoot a wild rabbit by the pond when the mirror-like calm water suddenly boiled and a huge monster rose into the sky, causing huge waves.

"Crash-"

The waves roared like red ribbons and the sound of water was like thunder. The hare was frightened and ran into the forest, soon disappearing in the dense woods.

After the sound of water faded away, the old hunter's figure disappeared, and the pond returned to its former silence. Only the flowers in the deep valley were left wet and desolate on the ground.

Deep in the cold pond, a white figure swam downwards, like a huge white python, strange and evil. Its belly was slightly bulging and it swam very fast.

A luxurious cave was built at the bottom of the cold pond, dozens of feet below it.

The cave is made of mountain rocks, stretching for dozens of miles, and connected to the underground sea. There is a green gate at the entrance of the cave. At this time, the tall stone gate opened with a "boom".

Long Su was about to cry: "It is difficult for the Jiao Clan to give birth to offspring. My eldest brother and I have been working hard. I originally wanted to give my father and mother a surprise, but I didn't expect that my eldest brother would... be killed by someone!"

The Jiao clan of Lingshitan are dragons that were born and raised naturally, and they place great importance on bloodline.

It is hard to accept that happy events and funerals happen at the same time.

The woman frowned and hurriedly ran towards the depths of the cave. In the cave hall, she saw an old man in a white robe, holding a lamp and beating his chest, full of grief and anger.

The old man paused and looked up suddenly: "Are you serious?"

However, the stronger the race, the more difficult it is to give birth to offspring. Long Su and the Dragon King of Lingshitan have been married for a long time, but they have never been able to give birth to offspring.

"I'm afraid this is inappropriate!" Long Su said hurriedly: "Brother, your great revenge has not been avenged yet. If it attracts the attention of other cultivators, that would be bad."

However, nurturing offspring requires a large amount of true energy and nutrition, and human cultivators are the best nutrients.

The old woman comforted him, "Don't worry. I heard recently that something has been causing trouble in the Sleeping Valley of the Demon Sealing Ruins and has eaten many cultivators. Your father and I can just take advantage of the situation."

The old man became angrier and angrier. He stood up suddenly:

"Since my clan already has an heir, I have no more scruples. The killing of the Dragon King of the Creation Realm is a great shame for my Jiao clan. I will definitely tear out the tendons and skin the murderer to commemorate my son's heroic soul!"

After that, the old man's eyes turned bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The Lingshitan Jiao Clan has developed to this day, and although the bloodline has withered, we are not spineless. No matter who killed my son, this vengeance must be avenged! It's just hateful... my son didn't even leave any descendants. Is it God's will to destroy our clan?!"

Soul lamps are not rare items. All noble families have such means to sense the safety of their clan members.

The old woman also clenched her fists and gritted her teeth:

"Let's first check whether the bastard in Bi Hai is dead. If he is not dead, we will kill him first as a sacrifice. If he is dead, we have to be careful, for fear that he is very powerful."

There was an old woman beside the old man. She was fat and had two silver scales on her neck. She also looked sad. When she saw the woman coming back, she said sadly:

As the woman stepped in, she heard roars coming from deep within the cave.

The old woman knew her daughter was sad, so she comforted her daughter, "Don't worry about this. Your father and I will avenge your brother. You already have a child, so you need to take care of your body. Your father and I will go and capture a few dozen cultivators for you!"

"Long Su, your brother went to the Sea of ​​Ashes to celebrate the birthday of that bastard, but his soul lamp went out..."

"..."

……

Long Su was heartbroken. If she hadn't been concerned about the fetus in her belly, she would have wanted to kill her enemy immediately.

The old man's eyes were fierce. "I have already made plans for this matter. We don't need to worry about whether it's a human or a monster. Although the human race has many strong people, my Jiao clan is not a pushover. We just broke through to the peak of the Creation Realm yesterday. It's a good time to take revenge."

If she had the chance, she would definitely kill the thief with her own hands!

The old man who was crying while holding the soul lamp gritted his teeth and sneered: "Even if that bastard had ten courages, he wouldn't dare to attack your elder brother! I'm afraid something happened in the sea, and your elder brother was implicated."

When the old woman heard this, she became even more distressed.

After thousands of years of hard work, they finally got pregnant, but the Dragon King of Lingshitan was killed by someone.

Only then did Long Su feel relieved.

The Jiao people have been keeping a low profile for a long time, and she doesn't want to stand out, and occasionally eats the passing humans. Now that her eldest brother has passed away, she feels even more uneasy.

If Lu Zhan were here, he would be able to tell by their looks that these were the family members of the old dragon from Lingshitan.

The bloodline of the Ember Sea Dragon King was questionable, and he had never been accepted by the Jiao Clan. This time, not only did they celebrate his birthday with great fanfare, but her son also lost his life because of it, and the old woman hated the Ember Sea Dragon King even more.

However, as time passed, the world changed dramatically, and the Jiao clan of Lingshitan was almost extinct. In order to ensure that the Jiao clan's bloodline was not mixed up, the task of reproduction had to be handed over to the brother and sister pair of Lingshitan Jiao Wang and Long Su.

The speed of flying the sword is not slow, and the wind and drizzle are blowing on the face.

In ancient times, the Jiao people intermarried with their own kind to ensure the purity of their bloodline.

When the soul lamp goes out, it means that the owner of the soul lamp is dead.

Long Su was grief-stricken, but she touched her belly with both hands: "Father and mother, I haven't had time to tell you that I'm pregnant with my eldest brother's child."

The young woman named Long Su was stunned when she heard the words, and then she trembled all over: "That bastard Jin Hai killed my brother? How dare he?!"

The old woman had always hated Lord Cinder Sea Dragon, and now she hated him even more.

Since his parents had already found a way to fish in troubled waters, Long Su did not stop them.

The white python-like figure turned into a young woman the moment it entered the door.

The woman had a sinister look on her face. She was dressed in a gorgeous silver robe. Her exposed arms were covered with silver scales, and there were traces of blood on her lips. She licked the blood, feeling a little unsatisfied.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the sun was already high in the sky. It was still drizzling in Dikuo City. Lu Zhan and the other two, wearing straw raincoats, left the inn and quietly headed towards Chaofeng City.

Just thinking about his elder brother's death, Long Su's eyes turned blood red.

Compared to the bickering and fighting in the past, the atmosphere in the three-person team today was a bit weird.

Fairy Ling's white clothes are whiter than snow, and her light white gauze skirt is adorned with only a few red plum blossoms on the hem. Her slender figure stands on the sword head, and her temperament is pure and spotless.

But Ling Jiaoyue was in a bad mood today. Her eyes were still charming, her cheeks were red, but she was full of murderous intent. Even with the veil, it couldn't hide the aura of wanting to kill someone.

Lu Zhan'er sat in the middle, silent. It was indeed fun to stack the balls last night, but after gradually calming down, Fairy Ling and Jiang Jiang obviously found it difficult to accept.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan glanced behind him.

Jiang Ningshuang stood at the end of the sword, holding Xiaobai in her arms, without saying a word. Her fair and tender face was tense and her eyes were full of changeable emotions.

Sometimes I feel happy, sometimes I feel regretful, and sometimes I feel ashamed.

Jiang Ningshuang gritted her teeth and was in deep thought.

Although I have left the inn and am far away from the crime scene, last night's events are still vivid in my mind.

She was provoked by Ling Jiaoyue, so she and Lu Zhan hit it off immediately. Later, he wanted to drag Ling Jiaoyue into the water, so he drugged Ling Jiaoyue. Seeing Ling Jiaoyue's appearance at that time, she felt happy.

But now that she had calmed down, Jiang Ningshuang felt more and more embarrassed.

She and Ling Jiaoyue had been at odds since childhood. Although they were not at loggerheads, they disliked each other. Even if she followed Lu Zhan to Southern Xinjiang, their relationship was just mediocre.

But after what happened last night, their relationship changed.

From ordinary enemies, they became comrades fighting side by side.

It was no longer possible to pretend that they were unfamiliar with each other as they had done before, because they had even seen each other's appearance.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Ningshuang rested her chin on Xiaobai and sighed softly, her big eyes dull and her mind wandering.

Ling Jiaoyue heard Jiang Ningshuang sigh, and felt that Jiang Ningshuang was ungrateful. No matter if it was willing or reluctant, they had a revolutionary friendship last night.

But Jiang Ningshuang refused to take the initiative to break the deadlock, even though it was clearly Jiang Ningshuang who poisoned her.

Ling Jiaoyue had always had a high opinion of herself, and she felt extremely embarrassed when this happened. Naturally, she didn't want to talk about it first, and she just silently increased her sword-riding speed.

"Eh?" Lu Zhan had overcome his fear of heights for a long time, but he still couldn't stand the sudden acceleration.

Jiang Ningshuang suddenly came back to her senses. Without thinking twice, she blurted out, "Why did you suddenly speed up? Are you trying to murder your husband?"

Ling Jiaoyue silently slowed down her pace. Seeing that the awkward atmosphere was broken, she simply said:

"Since you've opened your mouth, let's talk about what happened last night. I know you wanted to watch the game, but last night was already like that, and it's hard to undo what happened."

"Since we are both Guanqi's women, we will let bygones be bygones and assist Guanqi together from now on. From now on, you can just call me Sister Yue."

Ling Jiaoyue spoke in an indifferent voice and stood with her hands behind her back.

"?"

Jiang Ningshuang hugged Xiaobai, her almond eyes widened: "What did you say?"

Jiang Ningshuang suspected that she had heard it wrongly. She was also feeling embarrassed about what happened last night.

But on second thought, it is a good thing for everyone to have a close relationship. After all, they are all women who come to watch chess. Even if they return to the Central Plains, they will inevitably meet each other. A harmonious relationship is always better than a tense relationship.

The question is...what does Sister Yue mean?

This is just the beginning. Does Ling Jiaoyue still want to expand?

Jiang Ningshuang raised her eyebrows and said in a delicate voice, "What are you talking about? It was obviously me and Guanqi who started it first. You are the latecomer. Even if we talk about seniority, it is not your turn to be the elder sister."

Ling Jiaoyue said calmly: "I know you and Guanqi have a past. Guanqi told me about this when we were in the East Sea Fairy Island. Some things should be discussed in a first-come-first-served manner, but some things are useless to talk about."

"..."

Jiang Ningshuang's watery almond eyes trembled slightly. Even though she was very stupid about some things, she understood what Ling Jiaoyue meant.

What this clearly means is - when Guanqi and I were practicing dual cultivation, he told me everything, and if I didn't agree, Guanqi would dump you when he got home.

Jiang Ningshuang didn't care about the embarrassment, she stood up and said:

"You took Guanqi's words of comfort seriously? You were like a dead fish last night. I was the one who took the initiative every time. Do you still have the nerve to call me sister?"

Ling Jiaoyue's beautiful eyes moved slightly. She was in no mood to discuss the question of "who contributed more". She looked at Lu Zhan and said, "Want to coax me?"

"Cough cough cough-"

Lu Zhan, who was sitting in the middle, suddenly coughed twice and stroked his chest. He seemed to have fainted from the sword again, and looked pale as if he had suddenly fallen ill.

Ling Jiaoyue had seen Lu Zhan faint when the sword struck him, and now Lu Zhan didn’t look like he was faking it, so she quickly slowed down and said to Jiang Ningshuang, “What are you standing there for? Aren’t you a doctor?”

"Ah? Oh...right!" Jiang Ningshuang quickly came back to her senses, put aside the grudge with Ling Jiaoyue, and hurriedly took out her first aid box to look for medicine.

"..."

Lu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he was worried about the things happening in Chaofeng City.

Shiyu is from the fox clan and is good at running in the mountains and wilds. He doesn't know where he has arrived. Although he is followed by the Thief Saint, they can't fall too far behind.

Besides, Ling Jiaoyue and Jiang Ningshuang only had time to bicker when it came to serious matters.

Lu Zhan was half lying in Jiang Jiang's arms, his head resting on the soft hillside, looking exhausted.