C9 Mainland wind and cloud

In the beginning, many youths wanted to challenge him and make a name for themselves with a single battle. However, all of them ended in failure without exception, and only Ling Tian, who was ranked in the first place, and Mo Xiao, who was ranked third, could battle with him.

Qin Wu was very aggressive, he would often go and challenge Ling Tian and Mo Xiao, and the two would run away the moment they saw him, because Qin Wu would become even more valiant as he fought, as if he was on stimulants.

Qin Wu grabbed the black mask on his face, exposing his delicate and skinny face. His first impression was that of an elegant young master, who was not even close to a battle maniac.

"Speak," Qin Wu grabbed Ling Yun's collar, and fiercely glared at Ling Yun, "Did you bully Yue'Er?"

Ling Yun helplessly looked at the delicate and pretty face that was not even a centimeter away from him, and thought to himself, So it's like that.

After hitting Qin Wu's hand off, Ling Yun shook his head, and nodded again. Finally, he sighed lightly, "This matter is very complicated, I've said that with your brain."

Glancing at Qin Wu with some contempt, Ling Yun shook his head and did not continue speaking. He turned around and walked towards the Battle King's Mansion, not caring about the confused Qin Wu behind him.

Qin Wu stood blankly in place, looking at Ling Yun who had left with a face full of thought. He recalled what Ling Yun said when he left, and Ling Yun's expression, and only after a long while did he come to his senses.

"Ling Yun, you bastard, get the hell back here, you actually dare to scold me!" Qin Wu yelled somewhat exasperatedly.

The sound came from far away and it caused the dark room to light up. Then, he opened the window and one by one, heads peeked out as he cursed, "It's the middle of the night, what are you howling for? Is that how your mother taught you? "

Qin Wu was a little embarrassed, he did not explain anything and disappeared from where he was, only seeing a white figure shuttling back and forth in the vast night, heading straight for Prince Qin's Mansion.

In the distance, Ling Yun, who was already close to Battle King's Mansion, heard Qin Wu's yell and turned his head to look behind him. Shaking his head, he muttered in a low voice, "My brain is indeed stupid enough.

But after this farce, his mood improved a lot, and he hummed a small tune as he slowly walked towards Battle King's Mansion.

Under the respectful gazes of the two guards, they entered the Battle King's Mansion, only to see Cai'er walking towards them. Looking at his face, he looked extremely anxious, with beads of sweat dripping down his face.

When Cai'er saw Ling Yun, who was humming a little tune all the way while and was in a very happy mood, first, he let out a breath of relief, then followed by a burst of anger. Could it be that he didn't know that it wasn't safe to come back all night? He worried himself so much that he asked the prince's permission to go out to find him.

"Eh? Cai'er? " Seeing Cai'er, Ling Yun exclaimed, her eyes revealing a trace of doubt. This girl, had been here all night, why did she not go to rest?

He walked over, and asked while frowning: "Cai'er, what's wrong? You're in a hurry, if you have nothing to do, you should quickly go back and rest. Girl, don't run around. "

Cai'er's little face stiffened, a trace of unnaturalness appeared on his face. He opened his mouth a few times, but nothing came out of his mouth.

"Alright, hurry up and rest!" Ling Yun rubbed Cai'er's little head, and asked with some concern.

He had a special feeling toward Cai'er, it was like how his brother felt about his sister, but also a bit like ?

Ling Yun immediately shook his head, dispelling the thought in his heart. He already owed two women, so he couldn't get involved with other girls.

Without waiting for Cai'er to react, she walked towards his courtyard.

, who was behind him, was stunned for a moment. When he reacted, Ling Yun was already more than ten meters away, so he immediately shouted: "crown prince, after His Highness called you back, he immediately went to the study room to look for him!"

"Oh!" Ling Yun answered without even turning his head, "I'll go right now."

Ling Yun didn't need to guess to know that Ling Zhan had sought him out for a duel with Ling Ye. In half a day's time, this matter had already spread throughout the entire Lingxiao City, so it was impossible for Ling Zhan to not know of it.

He couldn't help but laugh self-deprecatingly. Why was it that no one believed in him and had even the slightest bit of confidence in him?!

But since his father was looking for him, he didn't dare delay any further and immediately headed towards Ling Zhan's study.

Ling Zhan's study was located in an unremarkable, quaint small courtyard southeast of Battle King's Mansion. It did not even have paint on it, which made it seem somewhat out of place with the luxurious Battle King's Mansion.

It was not that he did not want to come, it was just that Ling Zhan did not allow him to come here. He had come here once before, but in the end, he was caught by a guard in the dark.

Ling Yun quickly arrived in front of the small courtyard. As soon as he walked to the outskirts of the courtyard, he immediately felt a few people looking at him. He knew that they were strong experts who were protecting him from the shadows, and with his current strength, he had no way of detecting where they were hiding.

Pushing open the courtyard's bamboo door, Ling Yun walked in, and a faint fragrance entered his nostrils.

"Such a beautiful place is almost comparable to my Black Bamboo Manor." At the very least, he could see a radius of ten meters around him as if it was daytime. Looking at the orchids in the courtyard, and the large wutong tree that was as thick as a crane flock in the middle of the courtyard, Ling Yun said softly.

"Yun'er, come on in!" Ling Zhan's deep voice came out from the bamboo house.

Ling Yun nodded and walked to the front door, which automatically opened. The interior of the house was extremely simple and unadorned, with only a desk and a few shelves lined with bamboo slips.

Ling Zhan sat behind his desk. Behind him was a tightly closed bamboo door, which seemed to be extremely mysterious. Ling Yun had never entered this room before.

Ling Zhan was holding a scroll and reading when he heard Ling Yun's footsteps. He raised his head and glanced at Ling Yun, indicating for Ling Yun to sit down, then lowered his head and looked at the bamboo scroll.

Ling Yun speechlessly looked at the somewhat empty room, yet there was actually only a single chair, and that chair was actually being held by Ling Zhan.

Shaking his head, Ling Yun casually took out a bamboo scroll from the bookshelf and sat beside Ling Zhan.

In his previous life, when he had nothing to do, he would often find a quiet place to read. That was the part of his life that he yearned for the most.

He also had a place that was similar to Ling Zhan's study, he named the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

Wind and Rain Pavilion. The rain and wind had stopped! When was the fight? When did the storm stop?!

Sighing lightly, he shook himself free from the memories of the past. The past was like smoke. Let the past pass! If the old don't go, the new won't come.

Ling Zhan suspiciously took a glance at Ling Yun. He was keenly aware that after Ling Yun woke up from his injuries, he changed a lot, as though he was an experienced person. He often looked into the distance, especially at night, and often raised his head to look at the moon in the sky.

He had even suspected that Ling Yun had been possessed by some Old Monster or something. However, he specially invited the Old Ancestor for this matter a few days ago and did not find anything amiss.

Smiling at Ling Zhan, Ling Yun picked up the bamboo scroll and started reading. The first thing that came into his eyes was the words? The Wind and Cloud of the Continent?, and from the meaning of these words, he deduced that this was a book specifically recording the major events that occurred on the continent. Ling Yun could not help but start reading with curiosity.

Flipping the bamboo scroll, Ling Yun saw that it was related to a hundred years ago. Ling Yun took a look at it, and quickly flipped to the next page, and saw either those that he had seen before, or those that he had personally experienced before.

Very quickly, Ling Yun saw something major that happened a hundred years ago, and among them was the matter of his death. Martial Saint could already be considered as the top of the strong in the continent. Most of them had recorded this in their lives, not to mention him, the number one ranked Holy-lighted Martial Saint on the continent's Sacred Ranking, an existence capable of killing Martial Emperors in reverse.

Every single Martial Saint that was ranked on the Sacred Ranking was well-known within the Martial Saint. They were unrivalled within the same realm, and the realms of all nine people had reached the perfected Martial Saint.

The person ranked first on the Sacred Ranking a hundred years ago was Ling Yun. The next to him was the young master of the most brutal Blood Devil clan, Xue Li.

However, although the two of them were only separated by one person, were both in the top three, and were both at the Great Circle of Martial Saint, it was simply impossible to compare the two of them using combat effectiveness. Xue Li could only hold out for less than a hundred moves against Ling Yun.

His girlfriend, Chi Yue, was ranked fifth and his son, Qingyun Peak, was ranked seventh. Of course, there were also those who were powerful but were low key and hadn't entered the rankings.

Shaking his head, Ling Yun continued to read. When she saw that he had fallen, Martial Emperor Mingyue couldn't help but feel warmth in her heart when she fought against the Divine Arrows Martial Emperor for revenge. Although Wang Xu had betrayed him, he still had his beauties and friends.

He saw how, seventy years ago, his death had been known to the world. Wang Xu was desperate to unite Holy Spirit Church and eliminate the power of resistance. When he saw that Holy Spirit Church was split apart, he could not help but clench his fist tightly, his eyes turning a little red, but he forced himself to hold it in.

In the end, he saw Chi Yue and Wang Xu's battle. When they suffered from heavy injuries, it was as if he saw Chi Yue's frail body, and fresh blood on her white skirt. A strong killing intent burst out from his body like a flash flood. It was uncontrollable, as if the killing intent had solidified, and his surroundings were dyed blood-red. The purplish-gold crown on his head suddenly shattered, and his hair stood on end.

Ling Zhan who was reading suddenly felt a strong killing intent, he could not help but be shocked. He had thought that someone would come to assassinate him, but his first reaction wasn't for his safety, but rather, it was for Ling Yun, who was beside him.

When he looked at Ling Yun, he saw that Ling Yun's face was sinister, his eyes filled with killing intent. He could not help but be shocked, what kind of killing intent was that?

His soul couldn't help but tremble from the killing intent. This was fear, terror. Just what had his Yun'er experienced? How could there be such an intense killing intent?