C73 Teenage ling'er

The young girl panicked, and her body flew backward like a butterfly.

Standing at the entrance of the pavilion, ten meters away from Ling Yun, he gnashed his teeth as he looked at him.

From her posture, if Ling Yun stepped forward again, she would be ready to leave anytime. Biting her lips, she scolded, "Flat Waves!"

Ling Yun rubbed his nose, his face full of innocence. Was he that kind of person? Curling his lips, Ling Yun did not bother with her anymore and turned to look at Mengmeng.

Seeing that Ling Yun did not chase her away, the girl heaved a sigh of relief, and stared hatefully at Ling Yun's back. If it wasn't for the "Aunt Qing", she really wanted to beat Ling Yun up.

Seeing that Mengmeng still hadn't changed, if she wanted to be stronger than her bloodline, she would probably need a long time to awaken her bloodline.

Ling Yun tilted his head towards the girl, and helplessly supported his forehead: "I said, can't you take off your bamboo hat? It's very uncomfortable not being able to see it! "

The girl curled her red lips, "What does it have to do with you!?" Can you control it? "

Hmph, you want to make her show her face? Is it that easy to deceive her?

Hearing the voice that sounded like gold iron crossing swords, Ling Yun frowned. This voice was really ear-piercing, comparable to the bone demon s.

The Devil clan was just a general term. They were separated into many different races, but a few of them were the strongest, with them as the representatives.

This bone demon was one of them. It was made of bones and had no flesh, making it look extremely terrifying.

Other than the bone demon, there were the Blood Devil clan, the Heaven Swallowing Devil clan, the Flame Demons, the Beast Devil clan, the Corpse Devil clan, the Shadow Devil clan, and the Evil Devil clan.

Other than the eight Great Devil clan s, there were also some ordinary Devil clan s. It was just that their number of strong warriors were few, and could only be used as cannon fodder to invade the Tianling.

"Can you not change your voice?" Ling Yun frowned.

"Humph!" This time, after hearing Ling Yun's words, she did not lower her voice intentionally to change it.

As a beautiful young girl, she actually didn't like to speak of voices that sounded like the converse of gold iron s all day long.

"Do you really want to take off my bamboo hat?" The young lady suddenly looked at Ling Yun and asked with interest.

Her unaltered voice was clear and melodious, like the sound of a spring flowing.

Hearing the young lady's words, Ling Yun was stunned, he did not reply, he only felt that the young lady's ears were much more pleasing to the ear, and that hearing it was very comfortable.

"Hey, little bastard, you haven't answered my question yet!" Ling Yun was staring at him blankly.

Although Ling Yun could not see, and he was blocked by the bamboo hat, he still couldn't help but panic in his heart and ask with a frown.

Little bastard?

Hearing this title, Ling Yun's face darkened, his heart was filled with blood and tears as he complained. How did he offend her?

"My name is Ling Yun!" Ling Yun gritted his teeth as he looked at the girl, as if he wanted to swallow her whole, and reminded her.

"I know you're called Ling Yun!" The young girl tilted her head, her jade-like hands supporting her cheeks as she said in all seriousness, "But I like to call you little bastard!"

After saying so, she giggled and laughed her head off.

Ling Yun's face darkened, the corners of his mouth twitched, how could he have met such a delicate and barbaric girl!

Why did Ling Zhan let her protect him?

"Giggle!" The young lady laughed, ignoring Ling Yun's black face, and laughed: "Actually it's very simple if you want me to take off my hat.

First, you beat me. Second, you can pick it yourself, but I'm afraid you don't have the ability! "

"Not interested!" Ling Yun rolled his eyes at her and pretended to look disdainful.

However, his heart was a bit restless. It was purely due to the curiosity in his heart. With such a pleasant voice, he must be pretty good-looking!

"Tch!" The young girl disdainfully pursed her red lips and said in a soft voice, "Hypocrite!"

"Ugh!" Ling Yun was startled, but then his mouth twitched.

He really did not know what this young girl was thinking. With just a glance, he could tell that she was very weird. The thoughts in his heart were extremely strange, making him unable to understand them.

"If I take off your bamboo hat, what would I get? I won't do a loss in the natural son business! I have to get some rewards! " Ling Yun's eyes turned, and said while raising his eyebrows.

This time, it was the young girl's turn to be stunned. She pondered deeply for a while, and her eyes rolled a few times. Her red lips slightly curled. "I can promise you anything without any conditions!"

Saying that, he raised his head and laughed confidently: "But you better not have any hope! With your ability, there's no way you'll have a chance to take off my bamboo hat. "

She thought that since Ling Yun couldn't cultivate, if she knew that Ling Yun could cultivate and that he was the reincarnation of Holy-lighted Martial Saint, she wouldn't be so confident.

"Unconditionally promise me anything?" Ling Yun laughed sinisterly. Looking at the girl, the labial angle raised its head and repeated the words the girl had said, "Are you sure? Not reneging? "

The young girl suddenly had a bad feeling.

But when he thought about how it was impossible for Ling Yun to cultivate, and how difficult it was to get close to her, let alone take off her bamboo hat, he nodded his head.

He said with some amusement, "I will keep my word and never go back on my word!"

"Alright, remember what you said!" Ling Yun had an evil smile on his face, but he did not take it seriously, he just thought that it was fun.

How could this girl help him?

"What's your name? After talking for so long, I still don't know your name. " Ling Yun asked with a smile, glancing at Mengmeng's painful face out of the corner of his eyes.

The young lady was quiet for a moment, then said softly: "You can call me Ling'er!"

"Ling'er? "Good name!" Ling Yun praised, "What's your surname?"

The mysterious girl called Ling'er glanced at him, her red lips curled slightly as she shook her head.

If she answered, Ling Yun would quickly guess her identity.

That was because in the entire continent, there was only one clan whose surname was the same. And that clan was extremely famous on the continent. Who didn't know of it? Who didn't know?

Ling Yun did not pursue the matter any further, he was silent for a moment, staring intently at the young lady Ling'er who was covered in a black robe.

He asked, "You should be sent by my mother, right?"

Hearing that, Ling'er also became silent, sometimes tacitly agreeing.

"Ha ha!" Ling Yun laughed, "I knew it."

"You knew? Your royal father didn't tell you? " Ling'er asked with a frown.

"En!" Ling Yun nodded, and did not explain.

"Sigh!" Ling'er sighed softly. Under Ling Yun's dumbstruck gaze, the black robe on his body fluctuated.

In the end, it transformed into a crimson dress that wrapped around her exquisite and delicate body, the white and tender skin on her hands.

Soon after, the bamboo hat on her head also changed into a white veil, covering her picturesque face and revealing only her pair of long and narrow eyes.

Ling Yun's mouth was agape as he stared at the girl in front of him in a daze. Although the veil covered's face and he couldn't see her face, it gave him a hazy sense of beauty.

He had already guessed that this girl was very beautiful, but he didn't expect her to be this beautiful.