People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

If the residual elephant could speak, the Scale of Thunder would be so sweet that it would utter sweet words.

This is too much of a bully to the remaining elephants.

It had no choice but to turn around and leave.

But the roar of the engine became louder and louder, until a motorcycle with flames burning stopped in front of it.

On the motorcycle, Liao Zhaozhi held up a broadsword and watched quietly.

The Scale of Thunder was a little angry.

It was about to leave, but the other party actually came to stop it!

It’s just the Raging Waves level, who hasn’t been at this level before?

It stirred up purple thunder that crackled in unison.

I saw that Liao Zhaozhiqi didn't have any special reaction.

He just swung the broadsword and it landed in front of the Shuo Lei Scale.

On the blade, there was a string of cuckoo puffer fish.

Seeing this, Shuo Lei Zhi Lin was stunned.

This is?

The Liaozhao Rider just gave away his sword, and the meaning was very clear.

Eat with confidence, there is plenty of it here.

If the residual elephant could shed tears, the Scale of Thunder should have been crying at this moment.

This is family!

However, a faint doubt has been lingering in its heart since just now.

How many residual elephants above the Raging Wave level has this terrifying king subdued?

Outside, in the pavilion of Chengxiao Mountain.

Ling An looked at the two women playing chess boredly and yawned.

He never cares about what happens in the silent zone.

The younger brothers are all very obedient and sensible. As long as they don't break their gourds, they will do whatever they want.

As for the Scale of Thunder, as long as it devours a few more residual elephants, it will be able to almost recover to the level of the Raging Wave.

He was not worried about this.

Ling An counted with his fingers and found that he had quite a few capable younger brothers in his gourd.

The existences of the Raging Wave level include the Blazing Knight, the Sorrowful Hawk couple, and the future Thunder Scale will also be one of them.

As for the Tsunami class, it has the power of the turtle ringing the bell and stepping on the light.

The Power of Stepping on Light is quite special. Although its level is only at the Raging Wave level, its true strength has already stepped into the threshold of the Tsunami level. Therefore, Ling An has always regarded it as the Tsunami level.

Counting with my fingers, I found that there are already six little brothers above the Raging Wave level.

Although it’s a lot, it’s not too much either.

It's still a little lacking in matching his identity as a Half-Step Ming-style cultivator. He needs to tame more of them and open the illustrated guide.

Ling An thought that it seemed that Huaxu Research Institute had a lot of information about powerful residual images.

Perhaps I should find some time to talk to Baizhi and ask for the coordinates of the residual image.

Beside me, there was the sound of chess pieces falling on the board.

Ling An stood up and stretched. No, he couldn't stay here any longer.

Who knows how long Chaomei and Changli will continue to be here?

It seemed like Changli had finished what he wanted to say to him, and Chaomei didn't ask what they were doing before she came.

Everything is going as planned.

And now he has one more thing to do.

Catching a glimpse of Ling An wandering down the mountain, Chao Mei instinctively asked, "Where are you going?"

Ling An raised his paw: "Hongzhen Hotel, I still have one thing to do."

After learning where he was going, Chaomei seemed to understand something, so she ignored him and just concentrated on playing chess.

"It's that couple, right?" Changli saw through everything.

Chao Mei nodded and said indifferently: "As long as he is not with other women, it doesn't matter."

After saying this, Chang Li's hand hesitated for a moment: "Uh... I see."

Leaving the pavilion, Ling An came to the hotel in Hong Town.

As expected, Wu Li and Fu Ling were still in Hong Town.

In the yard of the hotel, the two were snuggling together to enjoy the snow. Fu Ling's eyes were bright, and he was chatting and laughing with his lover beside him.

Handsome men and beautiful women, really pleasing to the eye.

If we didn't know that she wouldn't live long, who wouldn't envy this pair of mandarin ducks?

Wu Li noticed Ling An's presence and quickly said, "Patrol Captain Ling An!"

Fu Ling also smiled at Ling An, with gratitude in his eyes.

"You two seem to be in such a good mood." Ling An said indifferently.

“Hehe.” Wu Li scratched his head embarrassedly. “We heard about what happened on the mountain. It turned out that the Canxing Society was behind this. I almost fell for their trick. Fortunately, I had you, Patrol Officer Ling An…”

"Yes." Fu Ling also took over the conversation, "Wuli told me about your conversation at that time. He is no longer obsessed with the secret method of immortality. We have figured it out. It is enough for us to live the rest of our lives in peace and happiness."

"It looks like you're leaving?" Ling An asked curiously.

"Well, we have stayed in Chengxiao Mountain for a long time. The scenery here is indeed beautiful, but it is too cold. I am afraid that Fu Ling's body can't bear it." Wu Li explained.

Ling An looked at the couple silently.

Wu Li is undoubtedly a strong and brave man. He moves forward with determination for the one he loves. Although he is used by the Canxing Society, he returns to the right path and is truly a real man.

As for Fu Ling, there is no need to say much about her beauty. The message she left in the book in the cave left a deep impression on Ling An.

The message with the date on it, word by word, reminded him of some scenes in books he had read in the past, and those regrets touched him deeply.

This is a pair of star-crossed mandarin ducks who are about to succumb to a tragic fate. They are smiling at each other, but Ling An can guess what they are thinking in their hearts.

He looked around. Chengxiao Mountain had become a popular tourist destination recently, and the hotel was bustling with people coming and going.

"Come here." Ling An said to Wu Li.

"What's wrong, Patrol Captain Ling'an?" Wu Li looked puzzled, but still came over obediently.

Ling An stretched out his claws, tapped him on the head three times, and said:

"The scenery in the mountains is beautiful, and I seek immortality at night.

Around the eaves, snow shadows fall at midnight."

After saying this, he walked out of the hotel without looking back.

Wu Li scratched his head and looked at Fu Ling in confusion: "What does Patrol Officer Ling An mean by this? Why did he leave a poem?"

"Idiot!" Fu Ling tapped him lightly on the forehead, tears flashing in her eyes as she looked at Ling An's back.

It was the third watch of the night.

Ling An sat alone in the pavilion. The chessboard in front of him was gone. Chao Mei and Chang Li had already finished the game and left.

Of course, his poem was not in vain. How much they could understand depended entirely on the abilities of Wu Li and Fu Ling.

In the wind and snow, two heavy figures wearing snow coats walked towards the pavilion from the snow.

Seeing Ling An sitting quietly in the pavilion, the figure shouted: "Patrol Officer Ling An, we are here!"

If it’s not Wu Li and Fu Ling, then who else could it be?

Ling An looked relieved as he looked at the two people who came to him. Their eyes were bright and full of hope.

Before he could speak, the two men stood side by side and bowed together: "Patrol Officer Ling An, we have heard of your deeds. If you really have a way to cure Fu Ling's illness, Wu Li will be grateful. Thank you for your help!"

Ling An stretched out his hand to press it, and said calmly: "I called you here earlier because there were too many people in the hotel. I can't cure her disease, but there are some ways to prevent it from getting worse. It's not a big deal for me."

Ling An was not talking nonsense. Since the so-called eternal stagnation secret realm of longevity could cure Fu Ling's illness, then he, Ling An who inherited the complete power of stagnation, could naturally do it as well, and it might even be easier.

"Then..." Wu Li was so excited that he didn't know how to start.

"After all, you deserve Ling'an's dream-making master." Ling'an said with a smile, calling out, "Close your eyes."

Wu Li and Fu Ling closed their eyes obediently.

The next second, Ling An's body shook, and the gold and green colors spread all over his body like a dragon. The form of a crownless man who inherited the power of time was revealed, which was invaluable.

For a moment, the snowflakes flying all over the sky froze.