Amnesia Evolution

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Title: The Evolution of Amnesia

Author: Corolla

Jinjiang 2019-09-07 End

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Ling Lan never thought that she would lose her memory, let alone that she would be surrounded by a peerless beauty when she woke up, but this beauty...is a bit difficult to mess with!

Yili didn't expect Ling Lan to lose his memory, but he frowned and thought about it for a month, and finally decided: let him lose his memory!

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☆, wake up

Under the night, Wan Xufeng climbed into the sky and went straight through the sky.

On the top of the peak that can reach into the clouds, a cave stands on it.

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light overflowed in the cave, dazzled the eyes of the outsiders.

One of them threw out a magic weapon and covered everyone in it, at least he could see the situation in the cave clearly.

"Revenge, take the treasure." The leader opened his lips lightly and gave an order, while the others looked at each other in blank dismay, and walked over slowly trying to break the barrier.

The barrier seemed to be set by an expert, and dozens of experts broke through the formation together. After tossing for half an hour, they still had no clue.

The leader frowned slightly, and added another layer of strength behind everyone, barely breaking the barrier.

Once the barrier was broken, the man in the cave came out holding a long sword, with a handsome face and thin lips parted slightly: "Who wants to seize the treasure?"

The leader didn't answer, just spit out a word: "Go!"

As soon as the words came out, it was another fight. The handsome man had the upper hand from the beginning, until later, he gradually became tired.

"Master, I won't play with you guys anymore." He threw down a cloud of mist, turned around and ran away.

How could someone let him succeed so easily.

Dozens of people outside the cave formed a fleshy wall and attacked him together.

The leader slapped the handsome man with his palm, but the man narrowly escaped, but the clinker had no intention of doing so, and instead sprinkled a handful of powder on him.

"The magic weapon is just completed, and the internal energy must have been greatly reduced. With your current ability, can you run?"

The handsome man knelt on the ground slowly, and laughed softly: "You can only play some cruel tricks."

The person who came ignored him, took out what he wanted from the handsome man's arms, and slapped him hard on the vitals. After confirming repeatedly that he could not be brought back to life, he led the person away.

The handsome man lay quietly on the ground, thinking of something, a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly closed his eyes.

A white light flashed, and the man disappeared on the peak.

"Lan'er, Lan'er..." The voice came from far to near, waking Ling Lan up from his illusory dream.

He opened his eyes with difficulty.

Things in sight gradually changed from blurred to clear, and the first thing that came into view was a middle-aged man.

Seeing him open his eyes, the middle-aged man asked excitedly: "Lan'er, are you awake? Are you feeling better? Is there any discomfort?"

"Who are you?" He asked hoarsely, and the words almost exhausted all his strength.

"Lan'er, you don't know your father anymore? I'm your father." The middle-aged man looked at him incredulously, and couldn't help showing a sad expression.

Ling Lan shook her head: "I, I don't remember anything."

The middle-aged man confirmed that his eyes were full of blankness, and finally accepted the fact: "Forget it, you should have a good rest first, and Dad will tell you the ins and outs one by one later."

Ling Lan was indeed very tired, and fell asleep again in a daze.

I don't know how long I slept, for Ling Lan, it was just a dream time, but for outsiders, more than a month has passed.

Ling Lan woke up again at night. This time, the person who claimed to be his father did not appear beside him. He suddenly felt very at a loss. He lowered his head and thought for a while, but he still had no memory of his identity.

He beat his head vigorously, forget it, don't think about it, as long as it comes, let it go.

"You are Ling Lan." A voice suddenly appeared beside him.

Ling Lan heard it, but he didn't know where the sound came from.

He let out an 'oh' and asked, "And then?"

The voice didn't answer for a long time, and said for a while, "This is your family, your father really loves you, you just need to trust him."

Ling Lan said 'Oh' again, then remained silent, thinking: 'Why can't I remember the past? '

The owner of that voice seemed to be very pitiful when he saw that he was at a loss, and said kindly: "You can ask me any questions you have, but I will tell you anything I can answer."

"then who are you?"

"I, my name is Yili. As for my identity, you don't need to know, all you need to know is that I, like your father, will never harm you."

Same as my father?Is he taking advantage of him?

"Why am I sleeping here?" Ling Lan didn't delve into it, but asked the next question.

He didn't have the strength to sit up, all he could see was a piece of cold crystal, he seemed to be lying in a crystal box.

"You were accidentally killed by someone back then, and your father spent half his life cultivating to barely keep you alive. This crystal coffin can keep you alive and repair your body." The man replied in a cold voice.

Ling Lan didn't hear any coldness from the voice, he thought, the other party should be a good person.

His mind slowly turned from chaos to sobriety, and he asked again: "Who am I harmed by?"

The man was silent for a long time: "I don't know who killed you, but your father should know something, and you can ask him slowly in the future."

After several back and forth conversations, Ling Lan came to his senses completely and was no longer ignorant. Although he had no memory, the shrewdness he had once regained immediately.

He suddenly pointed to the bracelet on his wrist: "Are you in here?"

The man thought for a while and replied, "Yes, I'm inside."

"Why are you here?"

The man continued to remain silent: "It's a long story, but I won't harm you. Not only will I not harm you, I can also help you. Besides, this bracelet is a priceless treasure. It can store yin and yang things, improve your cultivation level, and replenish your spiritual body." , if you stay by your side, it will be beneficial and harmless."

"How do I know that you won't harm me? How do you prove that you are really beneficial to me, and not with the person who harmed me?" Although Ling Lan had already agreed in his heart that the person in front of him was harmless to him, but for a long time It is still a habit to let him speak out his doubts.

"My spirit body needs someone to repair it, so I need your help. This bracelet has recognized you as the master. Only you can help me. We have a mutually beneficial relationship. I have no reason to harm you." Yili explained calmly.

Ling Lan stroked his chin, reluctantly believing it: "Then I'll keep you for now, if it's useless, I'll throw it away." He yawned and said, "No, I'm sleepy again, I'll go to bed first, and I'll find you when I wake up." you."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The third time Ling Lan woke up was three days later. As soon as he opened his eyes, he heard the servants around him shouting: "Young master is awake, young master is awake, hurry up and inform the master."

The sound of footsteps could not stop, Ling Lan couldn't bear it anymore and closed his eyes, planning to sleep again.

The servant next to his ear kept shouting: "Young master, young master, you can't sleep, if you can't wake up from this sleep, how can you let Ah Xing!" The servant said, but he was crying .

"What are you talking about!" Master Ling walked in angrily, "You slave, what are you talking about! Since my son is awake, it means that if he survives a catastrophe, he will have a future blessing, and there is no reason to fall asleep again!"

Ah Xing realized that he had said something wrong, so he knelt down and lowered his head to slap himself across the face: "Damn the little one, the little one is so worried about the young master, that's why he was talking nonsense. I dare not."

At this critical juncture, Ling Zhen didn't care about disputes with his slaves. He walked up to Ling Lan in a few strides and asked with concern: "My son, what's wrong with you? Talk to Dad about it. Invite the best doctor in the country to treat you."

Ling Lan suddenly remembered that Yili once said that in this world, this person in front of him is the most worthy of his trust.

"You are my father?" Ling Lan asked hesitantly.

"Hey, that's right, I'm your daddy." When Ling Zhen heard Ling Lan speak, he shed two streams of old tears excitedly: "Son, since your accident, I haven't heard your voice again , I want to die as a father."

Saying that, tightly holding Ling Lan in his arms, Ling Lan tried to wrestle himself away from the other's embrace, but his physical strength had not yet recovered, so he couldn't move, so he had to obediently play the role of a good son.

After three months, Ling Lan has gradually recovered her body, but it is said that it was not easy to save her life because of the serious injuries at the beginning, but her cultivation base is not at all left.

When Ling Lan knew about this, she couldn't help frowning.

If he lost his cultivation, he could start all over again, but if the person who harmed him secretly did it again, how would he resist?

After these three months of life, Ling Lan basically knew what kind of world she was in.

In this world, martial arts are the most respected, followed by medicine, and then various skills.

Of course, it does not mean that there are no advantages in other skills. Ling Lan mentioned casually when listening to the young man's speech. He heard that there are people who are good at making musical instruments. The opponent of the man with the instrument.

Ling Lan touched her chin and thought, it seems that it is not too difficult to become stronger.

"Your health is almost healed." Yi Li, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, "Your father will send you to Ling Family Martial Arts Academy to learn martial arts in a short time."

"Just go." Ling Lan curled her lips: "My own territory is not a place for tigers and wolves."

"That place is not much better than the land of tigers and wolves." Yi Li said in a cold voice, as if he had no emotion at all, but Ling Lan seemed to hear some concern from it.

He suddenly wanted to know what the other person's expression was at this time, and he said, "Can I see you?"

"Huh? That..." Yili's voice was a bit awkward, but he immediately calmed down again: "Your cultivation level is not enough, so you can't see me."

Ling Lan was curious: "Then where are you now?"

"I'm in the bracelet, and I can come out on weekdays." Yili said: "But only in the state of a remnant soul, no one can see me except those with high mana."

"I understand." Ling Lan nodded, with a bit of regret in her tone.

"You are different. You can't see me just because you have no cultivation base. You only need to practice for a while, and you can see my soul body with the power of the bracelet."

"Oh?" Ling Lan became excited again: "In this way, I will be able to see your face soon?" He stroked his chin and said, "You have such a nice voice, so you must not be bad looking."

Yi Li was stunned for a moment, and Ling Lan's tone suddenly overlapped with the person in his memory again.

He couldn't help but curl the corner of his mouth, and his tone was a little gentle: "Then you have to practice harder."

Ling Lan felt a little weird in his heart, but he couldn't explain why, so he changed the subject and said, "Yeah, I know, and I want to help you repair your body. For the sake of your nice voice, I will forcefully help you." gone."

Yili didn't answer anymore, maybe because the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Ling Lan didn't say anything more.

"Ling Lan, Ling Lan!" Accompanied by two disrespectful shouts, the door opened in response.

The visitor looked condescendingly at Ling Lan who was lying on the crystal bed, and said with a little disdain: "What? Is it disabled? If you are disabled, get the hell out of the Ling's house. Waste doesn't deserve to stay in the Ling's house."

Ling Lan, who was asleep, opened his eyes dissatisfied, and hooked his fingers at the servant A Xing: "Who is that? Who allowed you to let these cats and dogs in?"

Ah Xing glanced at Ling Xun who was furious at Ling Lan's words, lowered his head and replied respectfully: "Master, no one let Master Ling Xun in, he came in by himself."

Ling Xun?

Ling Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at it carefully, then said impatiently: "I don't know, get out."

As soon as these words came out, all the guards rushed up and surrounded Ling Xun, all of them looked fiercely and pointed their weapons at him.

Ling Xun took a step back subconsciously, and worried about losing his momentum, he said with a lack of confidence: "Ling Lan, don't you just rely on third uncle to protect you, and we will have a serious fight when you recover if you have the ability."

Ling Lan waved his hand as if chasing away a fly: "It's so noisy, hurry up and drive this fly out."

When the guards heard this, they took a step closer. Seeing this, Ling Xun cursed secretly, turned around and walked away without stopping.

When he got out of the room, he gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you Ling Lan, back then you were so gifted and cultivated that you thought nobody was in your eyes, but now that you have nothing, you dare to be so proud, do you really think that there is no one in this world? ?”

He took a deep look at the room, turned around and left without looking back.

☆, Ling family

"When your body recovers, you can attack him first." The divorced voice sounded without warning.

Ling Lan was startled, but the servants around her didn't seem to hear the voice.

Yidi seemed to see his doubts, and explained: "I exist in your bracelet, and no one can hear my voice except you."

Ling Lan cleared her throat and said, "You all go outside and guard, and don't let anyone in again."

All the guards took orders and left the room one after another.

Only then did he ask: "Then I can't communicate with you in front of outsiders?"

Yidi was silent for a while: "Put your other hand on the bracelet and try to communicate with me with your thoughts."

He put his hand on it as he said: Can you hear me?is that useful?

Ling Lan asked with her thoughts.

Yili nodded, although the other party couldn't see this action: "I can hear you."

"Then you're still a little bit useful." Ling Lan said with her hands back, resting on her head.

Divorce ignored him, and continued the original topic and said: "The person who came to torture you was not kind. There is no clue about the real culprit behind your death. You can start with him first."

Ling Lan narrowed her eyes and looked towards the door: "Just with his strength and IQ, can he still break ground on my young master's head?"

Thinking of the cowardly behavior of Ling Xun just now, Yidi was a little speechless.

"He may not be able to, but he may not have accomplices." Ling Lan murmured suddenly.

Regardless of whether this matter has anything to do with him, he will not keep the potential threat.

After another month of training, Ling Lan felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he was no longer as weak as when he just woke up, so he offered to go to the Ling Family Martial Academy to practice.

Father Ling hesitated a little after hearing this, but finally agreed after Ling Lan repeatedly assured that his body had fully recovered.

Before setting off, Ling's father was still worried, so he specially asked the patriarch's consent to send two highly skilled fighters to protect him.

The Ling Family Martial Academy can be regarded as the best martial arts academy in ancient Mongolia, but since it belongs to the word Ling Family, most of the disciples are naturally from the Ling Family. There needs to be an elder who is willing to accept them as disciples, and only teach the outer martial arts. Only the Ling family can learn the true essence of the Ling family.

"I heard that Ling Lan is back." A disciple of the Ling family whispered.

"Ling Lan?" Another disciple frowned and said, "Two years ago, I heard that his soul had dissipated, and there was no reason to bring him back to life. I heard that he woke up a few days ago. I didn't believe it. I didn't expect it to be true. .”

His talent has always been good, but he has always been suppressed by Ling Lan, a so-called once-in-a-millennium genius, so he has never been able to make his mark.It wasn't until Ling Lan was murdered by others that he gradually showed his talents, but he didn't expect him to wake up.

Ling Shun lowered his eyebrows slightly, so what if he woke up, his years of cultivation were ruined, and he had to start all over again, even the once outstanding talent was now unknown.This time, let's see how you become the proud son of heaven.

That's right, when Ling Lan was killed, the best spiritual doctor in the country had already concluded that Ling Lan's meridians were almost completely destroyed. Even if he survived by luck, it is impossible for him to be as talented as before.

This news was immediately blocked by the Ling family, and no one else knew about it except the inner disciples.

"Ling Lan, it's Ling Lan who is here." The murmurs and murmurs disappeared in an instant.

Ling Lan walked into the yard without changing his face, and found a place to sit down at random.

"You still have bodyguards, don't learn martial arts if you don't have the ability, so as not to embarrass our Ling family." Ling Xun's neutral voice sounded,

Seeing Ling Lan looking over, she immediately turned her head to the other side.

Ling Lan sneered, not wanting to haggle over with the coward.

Seeing this, Ling Xun said angrily, "Ling Lan, what's your attitude!"

Ling Lan unhurriedly took out two balls of cotton and stuffed her ears.

Get down and sleep.

All when there are mosquitoes.

Ling Xun was extremely angry, but due to Ling Lan's previous reputation, he hated to give up.

"What's the fuss?" The crutches fell in response, and bursts of power spread around the crutches. Wherever they went, all the students covered their ears tightly, as if they were in great pain.

"As soon as Ling Lan comes back, you make trouble. Do you know that he has just recovered? Don't make noise. If you make noise with him, I will never end with you." The posture of talking who is finished.

"Uncle Third Elder, we didn't intend to disturb Senior Brother Ling Lan on purpose." Ling Shun stood up and said with a decent smile, "Everyone just heard that Senior Brother Ling Lan has recovered from his illness and was overjoyed, so I said a few more words .”

The third elder snorted, but didn't buy it.

Ling Shun looked at Ling Lan and asked with a smile, "Senior Brother Ling Lan, do you think so?"

After such a commotion, even if Ling Lan wanted to stay out of it, he could not do it, he leaned lazily on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand and yawned: "I know, we said that we are close friends, but I didn't know, I thought you were disturbing me on purpose." Quiet, let me have no peace."

He stood up, walked in front of Ling Shun, and asked, "I don't know how many times my junior has visited me during the two years I was ill?" A sense of oppression.

Ling Shun dodged the aggressive gaze of the other party in a bit of embarrassment, and reluctantly replied: "Uncle is watching closely, let us not disturb senior brother, we as juniors naturally don't disobey our elders, so please don't blame senior brother."

Ling Lan crossed her arms and looked him up and down.

Ling Shun forced a smile and said, "Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I just want to take a good look at what else is hidden under your fox face."

"What else can it be?" The third elder snorted, walked to the front and stood still: "My Ling family, learning martial arts is not only about learning skills, but also about being a human being. This old man hates people who are used to tricking ghosts and ghosts the most. If I find that An An has kindly murdered my fellow disciples, don’t blame this old man for being ruthless.”

All the disciples stood still, not daring to answer, Ling Lan took a step forward and said loudly, "I would like to follow the elder's instruction." The Ling family is a big dyeing vat, there are all kinds of messy people, but like the third elder, there is mud There are not many people who are not dyed, Ling Lan is willing to go along with him.

The third elder nodded in satisfaction and motioned Ling Lan to sit down.

"Ling Lan, your health is just right and you haven't fully recovered. It's not suitable for you to practice on your own like before. From today onwards, you will practice together with your brothers and sisters. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me." The third elder said kindly, The heart of partiality is beyond words.

Ling Lan stood up again and stepped forward respectfully, "Ling Lan thanked the third elder."

Ling Shun sat on the seat with a blank expression on his face, glanced at the two people who were enjoying themselves happily, and turned his head, just in time to see Ling Xun who was full of unwillingness.

Ling Shun narrowed his eyes slightly, thoughtfully.

Although Ling Xun's talent is not high and his brain is not good, but he has a good background. In this huge Ling family, he is the only real grandson of the head of the house, and the current patriarch is his grandfather.

This is also the reason why Ling Xun dared to act unscrupulously and domineeringly, and he was the only one who dared to trespass in Ling Lan's yard without worrying about being punished.

However, his talent is not enough, he is not diligent, and he does not know how to work hard. In the Ling family, which respects martial arts, the next successor has almost tacitly decided to be Ling Lan.

Ling Xun, Ling Lan.

One is really more annoying than the other.

One relies on his birth to be superior.

One is defiant by virtue of talent.

Ling Shun narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them, wondering what he was thinking.

The third elder took care of Ling Lan. Today's class only covered some simple common sense questions. Ling Lan had already seen it during these days when he was sick at home, so it didn't sound like much effort.

After school, the third elder called Ling Lan: "Ling Lan, you stay."

Ling Lan signaled the two bodyguards to step back, and followed the third elder into the room.

"Your father has already told me about your situation. It doesn't matter if your cultivation base is gone. You are still young, and you have plenty of time to return from your cultivation. Wanmo is too depressed. The patriarch also means the same thing."

"Thank you to the third elder for your concern. This junior will not disappoint the expectations of the elders, and will definitely study hard." Ling Lan replied respectfully.

The third elder nodded with satisfaction: "It's best if you can think like this." He took out a lot of exercises from the collection, handed them to Ling Lan, and said: "These things are treasures collected by the old man for most of his life. I am not talented enough myself, no matter how much I practice, I can’t really learn these classics, but you are different, you are talented and upright, these exercises are perfect for you. Originally, I wanted to wait until you finished practicing the Ling family’s exercises. You didn't expect that happened two years ago."

Ling Lan stroked the bracelet on her right hand and said with her thoughts: He praised me for my integrity?Should I take it?

The person in the bracelet didn't answer, he patted the bracelet and asked: Are you asleep?

No.

The person in the bracelet finally responded: You used to be worthy of the word integrity, but now...

Ling Lan heard the other party's unfinished intentions, raised her head and thought for a while, since the elder said that I am upright, then I should be upright.

Thinking so, he took the book with peace of mind.

The third elder handed over five or six books one after another, and continued: "Take it back and study it carefully. The Ling family's skills should not be neglected. They will reach their peak state as soon as possible, or even become stronger, and then seek revenge on those who murdered you."

"Uncle Elder, do you know who hurt me back then?"

"If the old man knew who dared to hurt you, he would definitely not let him live until now." He warned: "If you find out who hurt you, don't act rashly. Tell the old man first, and the old man will support you. Watching you take revenge."

Is it because he is afraid that he will not be able to beat him?

Ling Lan felt very warm: "Thank you, Third Elder, since he came after me, I will naturally not let him off easily. Don't worry, Third Elder, I will definitely retaliate with a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye, and I will never let anyone despise my Ling family." .”

The third elder laughed and said: "It's good that you have this kind of heart, this is a good descendant of my Ling family."

Ling Lan consulted some exercises with the third elder before leaving for her own home.

☆、Meng Ziyao

"Ling Lan, why is he so arrogant? How can he win the favor of the elders alone?" Ling Xun said angrily: "Didn't he be so arrogant at the beginning, but now he doesn't even have this talent. Why did the elder treat him so well!"

In the restaurant box, Ling Xun asked angrily.

The disciples of the Ling family echoed again and again: "Isn't that right? What else can Ling Lan do besides practicing martial arts? At the beginning, he looked superior, but now he is nothing in front of you."

Seeing the brothers with the same surname as Ling nodding and bowing to flatter him, Ling Xun's sense of superiority spontaneously arose. He drank a glass of wine proudly and said loudly: "That's right, what is Ling Lan without his talent?" Xiu is a fart for him."

He slammed the wine glass and pointed at the people around him in a circle: "You, and you, listen to me, I, Ling Xun, am the only grandson of the Ling family. The current patriarch is My grandfather and I are the legitimate heirs of the Ling family."

The juniors of the Ling family were used to seeing Ling Xun's arrogant appearance, and it was not the first time that the other party said such arrogant words. The juniors only dared to have opinions in their hearts, but no one dared to speak the truth.

"What's the matter?" Ling Shun pushed the door open and asked with a smile.

"Ling Shun?" Ling Xun said unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

"The most honorable young master of the Ling family treats guests. As the Ling family, why not come?" Ling Shun sat down and poured himself a glass of wine: "I was outside the door just now, and I heard everyone seems to be talking about Brother Ling Lan?"

Ling Xun lay sideways on the chair, squinting at him: "Yeah, why, are you going to file a complaint?"

Ling Shun's smile didn't change: "Brother Xun, what's the matter, I'm just like all the brothers, I have some opinions on our high-ranking senior brother Ling Lan."

"Anyway, he has no cultivation now, and even the talent superior to ordinary people. If you don't like him, just play with him." Ling Xun said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about a pet that can be played with at will. .

Ling Shun frowned: Idiot, I really think that the whole world belongs to him.

He didn't show his face, and said sincerely: "Brother Xun said that, but after all, Ling Lan was valued by the elders, and he is the only son of Hall Master Yao. Brother Xun must also see how much Master Yao loves him. See." He sighed softly: "After all, I am only from a concubine, and in terms of family status, I really can't compare to him."

Ling Shun waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. He can't be hurt after talking about it." He said helplessly, and changed the subject inadvertently: "I don't know if you have heard of this year's 'Thirty Strong Hegemony Tournament' Sign up now."

The "Thirty Powerful Competition" is a competition jointly held by Canghao's three sects and ten sects. It aims to select juniors with good qualifications as disciples, and it also means to let their own juniors compete against each other.

The Three Sects and Ten Sects are famous existences in the entire Yunluo Continent, even surpassing the existence of the Four Kingdoms, which is not comparable to the Ling family.Naturally, the competitions they held also attracted warriors from all over the continent to participate.

"What? Are you interested?" Ling Xun asked casually, leaning on the back of the chair.

Ling Shun has long been accustomed to the other party's superior attitude, and smiled without changing his expression: "Is there any reason not to participate in this grand event every five years?" You can give it a try, even if you can't make it to the final, getting a place in the preliminary round is enough to make people enviable."

Ling Xun thought about it seriously, although he knew that his talent was not as good as Ling Lan's, but he had won many times in the competitions with his peers, maybe he could really get a ranking.

Seeing that the other party took the bait, Ling Shun knew that the first purpose of coming this time had been achieved.

Just relying on the opponent's three-legged cat kung fu, how could he possibly win if the same sect didn't deliberately give way?When you're on the field, the opponent doesn't care about your status in the Ling family, and they don't know how you will die when the time comes.

"Brother Xun, you have to think about it carefully." Ling Shun took a sip of the wine and continued, "I wonder if our Senior Brother Ling Lan will participate?"

A disciple next to him murmured softly: "How is it possible to participate? With his current cultivation base, wouldn't participation be equivalent to death?"

Ling Shun smiled and said: "That's true, but the elders are probably going to be disappointed. They were pointing at this senior to get a good ranking to win glory for our Ling family, but unexpectedly, such an accident happened."

"Only him?" Ling Xun sneered: "What can a trash do."

"After all, he used to be the most outstanding junior of the Ling family. It is only natural for the elders to pin their hopes on him." Ling Shun said indifferently, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing: "If he can play , Maybe it can really break the best record of our Ling family, it's unknown."

"Ling Lan Ling Lan Ling Lan, what's so great about him? He's just a waste who can only rely on his talent to be arrogant." Ling Xun threw the wine glass to the ground hard, stood up quickly, and looked at him fiercely. All around, the eyes gradually became cold: "Since he is so powerful, let him take the stage to win glory for our Ling family."

All the peers were silent, and lowered their heads one after another, not daring to say a word.

Ling Shun lowered his eyes, poured a glass of wine calmly, and drank it by himself.

"When do you think you can finish reading these things?" Ling Lan asked while flipping through the exercises presented by the third elder.

"If it were me, I would finish it within seven days, and master it within three months." Yidi said in a straightforward tone, without showing off.

"It's going to take three months? Just these few books?" Ling Lan glanced at the bracelet with distaste.

The divorce in the bracelet is speechless, his talent is absolutely unprecedented in the past, if someone dares to question his ability in this tone, he will definitely prove his talent with strength, but if this It's really difficult to talk to Ling Lan instead.

"You try to practice first, maybe you will encounter a bottleneck, and then ask the third elder for advice." Yili's cold voice said: "Don't think about it overnight, practice is not as simple as you think."

"How difficult can it be?" Ling Lan raised the corners of his lips: "For someone as smart as me, the talent for cultivation is definitely not bad."

"Your talent has never been bad." Yili said softly.

"you know?"

"I know."

"Then I trust you once, work hard and strive to see your beauty as soon as possible." Ling Lan touched his chin and said towards the bracelet.

"Soon." Divorce's voice was very gentle, as if he was not annoyed by the other party's frivolity.

"I think you are very kind to me." Ling Lan suddenly asked, "Did we know each other before?"

The person in the bracelet suddenly fell silent. Ling Lan didn't wait for a response for a long time. Just as he was thinking about asking something that shouldn't be asked, and was about to apologize, the person in the bracelet suddenly said, "I'll ask you this question in a while. I can't answer you, because there are some things that I don't even understand myself."

Ling Lan didn't force it, and smiled casually: "Understood, who doesn't have a little secret yet, if you want to say, I can also be your tree hole, and if you don't want to, I will naturally not force you to ask."

Divorced silently.

"Master, Miss Meng is asking to see you." The servant knocked on the door and reported softly, timely rescuing the brief embarrassment of divorce.

"Who is it?" Ling Lan asked impatiently, "Which Miss Meng? Do you know me well?"

The servant hesitated and said, "This is Miss Meng Ziyao, your fiancée, young master."

Ling Lan picked out her ears to make sure she could hear clearly.

"What did you say? Fiancee? Where did this young master get his fiancee?"

"Well, young master, you may have forgotten that this marriage was arranged by both parents when you were three years old."

Ling Lan frowned, he only wanted to practice now, so that he would soon be able to find his murderer and avenge himself, but he really didn't have the energy to deal with his fiancée.

"Master, you should go and have a look." The servant reminded in a low voice, "You had a good relationship with Ms. Meng in the past, but you didn't go to see her when you woke up this time. It is understandable for Ms. Meng to be worried. The young master went to explain himself to make Miss Meng feel at ease."

Ling Lan frowned and said, "That's all, it's okay to go and have a look."

Ling Lan walks along the long corridor to the waterside pavilion, and from a distance, she can only see a purple dress dancing with the wind. The girl stands and looks at it, she is really a gift of heaven and man, ordinary people can only look up and cannot reach it.

Ling Lan considers herself to be an ordinary person, so she really doesn't want to 'climb' this girl.

Ling Lan walked over, but before she could stand still, Meng Ziyao said without turning her head, "You're here." The tone was very gentle, with a girlish sweetness in the tone, coupled with this figure from the back, she was truly unparalleled in the world.

It's a pity that Ling Lan broke the atmosphere as soon as he opened his mouth.

"What can you do with me?" Ling Lan tried her best to ask sincerely, but her tone still couldn't hide her carelessness.

"I've heard about you." Meng Ziyao turned around, her beautiful and pure face was full of tears.

"What's the matter?" The beauty is very beautiful, and it is even more beautiful when she cries, but unfortunately the person in front of her is really confused.

Meng Ziyao gradually stopped her tears: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Then what?Can you finish it all at once?

Ling Lan had no choice but to ask patiently, "Didn't tell you what?"

"Your cultivation is gone, your talent is gone, and your strength will never come back. Why didn't you tell me?" Meng Ziyao asked softly.

So this is to question him?

He found it a little funny: "So? So what if you know?"

"You know, after such a thing happened, my father could not agree to me being with you." Meng Ziyao said, tears fell uncontrollably: "You know?