Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 121

There were no troubles on the side, raising their voices to give instructions, and the two muscular guards responded dully, leaning over and preparing to pull him up.

"No need." Ling Xi said lightly: "Just let him lie on his stomach." As Ling Xi walked past Ling Weiguo, he sat down on the only chair above him, his eyes swept across Ling Weiguo as cold as snow, There was sarcasm in his eyes.

Ning Huang naturally walked behind Ling Xi, clasped her hands together and hung them down naturally, with her left hand resting on her right wrist, relying on her Schwarzenegger's size advantage, arched left and right, easily squeezed away two guards with big arms and round waists, and became a guarding princess state.

Wuzai walked to the side and stood still.

Here comes the script of revenge and slap in the face, Wuyou secretly said in his heart, there is still a little expectation, full of desire to gossip, want to broadcast live to Wuzhan, the underworld is in line with the times, and new things in the world can be developed to their side, the only one It's a pity that the update speed of the TV series is too slow.

As a civil servant who devotes himself to the political affairs of the underworld, although he has the kind of good looks that make him have countless female ghost fans, rushing to share the incense with him.

But his daily life, except for going to work and riding a cross-country motorcycle to pick up the dead in the rolling yellow sand, watching TV dramas on the sofa at home after get off work, ordering some instant noodles and inhaling incense, just treat it as a dinner. It also accumulated a wealth of tearing material for him.

"...You haven't changed much, you're still quite young." Wuzai pondered from the bottom of his heart, while Lingxi on the other side looked Ling Weiguo up and down, commenting leisurely without showing any emotion.

Pfft, Wuyou almost laughed out loud. The ghosts of the underworld need cultivation and financial resources to change their spirit bodies. The former cannot step into practice because the father of Princess Nanhai is still under torture. As a sacrifice, he can only maintain the appearance when he passed away.

Ling Weiguo choked on his chest when he finished the draft, and he was speechless. He knew that he didn't have much time, so he could only pass it along vaguely. He lay down on the ground with a weeping voice and said, "Son, I was wrong! I'm sorry. you."

Ling Xi has no expression on his face. For so many years, he only wanted to hear this sentence, to him, to his grandparents... and to his mother who was led into gambling by him.

But he never had to, and he doesn't need to now.

Whether sincerely or not.

A mocking smile appeared on the corner of Ling Xi's lips, secretly thinking that this falsehood was too exaggerated, even if he wanted to believe it, he couldn't be fooled.

Ling Weiguo said painfully: "I've been living in a daze all my life. I don't even know who I am or who my parents are when I go to the gambling table. When the bell of the slot machine rings, I feel like an idiot."

"Even you haven't raised me for two days, and you've caused my parents to worry about me, son!" Ling Weiguo was already heaving a sigh of relief, and when he said this, he quickly lost his breath and lay on the cold ground. Except for their thatched hut, there is no one or any house in the frost-covered ground and snow-tortured wind. The cold snow scene reflected in this cold snow scene has a bit of a ghost picture.

"What's the use of saying this? If you have nothing else to do, I'll leave first, and you die slowly." He didn't even bother to accept a real apology, let alone a false apology. Ling Xi didn't want to tangle with him. Thinking of the past, Can't help but bring a bit of meanness.

You are dying slowly, what kind of tiger and wolf words are this, you will laugh out without suffering from abdominal muscles.

"I'm going to die, why don't you forgive me?" Ling Weiguo was so angry that he fell on his back, trying to maintain a low voice.He doesn't know much about Lingxi's temper. Apart from his proficiency in gambling, he gave all his emotions to another family.

No matter how much money he owes to Ling Xi, his impression of him is that no matter how many gambling debts he has in these years, Ling Xi, his son, will obediently pay him back, no different from an ATM, Ling Xi ruthlessly refuted When he came back, he suddenly became angry from embarrassment.

"It's said that people's death is gone, and everything in the previous life is wiped out, but why did grandpa still sue you?" Hearing that Lingxi was silent for a long time, he suddenly asked in a low voice, not like asking him, but more like asking himself.

This is the thing Ling Weiguo hates even more. Which one is not the old one rushing to subsidize the child, but his parents refused to take care of him, and refused to give him any money when he went home, forcing him to think of other ways .

After he sold almost all the things at home, he was self-reliant outside. Unexpectedly, his parents sued him after he arrived in the underworld, causing him 50 more years of suffering in the stone grinding hell.

This is the second-to-last heavy code. Entering the stone mill hell, the prisoner is ground into meat paste, first the toes and ankles gradually go up, and the flesh and bones are connected with the stone mill, and it becomes a puddle of meat. It's not over yet, reshape the body and grind again, it's endless.

Ling Weiguo couldn't take it anymore when he was tortured by the iceberg in the upper hell, and he couldn't imagine himself going to the Stone Mill Hell.

"How do I know?" How can there be such a cruel father!Ling Weiguo gritted his teeth in hatred.

"Because he didn't forgive you." Ling Xi looked at Ling Weiguo, his eyes were clear and the sarcasm and bewilderment were brushed away from his pupils, a little more pity, the big stone in his heart seemed to be moved away in a trance, suddenly relaxed, even breathing became smooth .

There is no need to forgive, the flesh that is rotten to the depths of the flesh, even if it is on your own body, just cut it off. There is no need to look at it and feel sad, and feel that it is impossible to see people without a piece of flesh, and there is no need to cause repeated injuries because of it.

Ling Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

He forced himself to come here to ask for an explanation, but he didn't really want to know the answer, he wanted Ling Weiguo to kneel in front of him and cry bitterly, expressing his regret.

He wanted an opportunity, an opportunity to reconcile with himself in the first half of his life... Let him be happy and at ease, stay with Ao Hong without any distractions, watch Yun Shuxia with him, the ebb and flow of the tide, every day in the waves of the South China Sea A graceful shepherd's flute sound.

Only by making up for this missing part can he be a complete self. Unexpectedly, he came to see his biological father holding his nose, and the one who really solved the mystery for him was his grandfather who had protected him since he was a child.

"Grandpa didn't forgive you, and I don't have to forgive you. No one close to you in your life loves you. How can you fail?" Ling Xi no longer lost her childhood, but sighed.

Ling Weiguo's hands and feet have gradually become transparent, knowing that he will disappear soon, he is very anxious, he doesn't care about putting on airs with Ling Xi, hoping to win his favor first, revealing his true colors: "Son, you can't leave me alone here, you Didn't I find a Dragon King? You asked him to help me, I... don't want to die."

At eight o'clock, the dog blood drama took a turn for the worse and turned into a medical drama, Wu Wo raised his eyebrows, thinking that if the Dragon King of the South China Sea was really summoned by the princess at this moment, with the unique majestic dragon power of the dragon clan, it would indeed be able to regroup for Ling Weiguo. A real soul, even capable of cultivating a ghost.

"Looking for him?" Seeing his brazen request, Ling Xi became more at ease, shook his head and said, "He has something to do."

"What is more important than his father-in-law's life? Ling Weiguo's left hand has completely disappeared, gradually becoming transparent, as if it has been wiped away by an eraser, or as if water vapor has evaporated in the air, and the fracture is smooth. Seeing that he is really going to disappear, he is extremely anxious. road.

"Don't you still have two children? Why don't you go to them to help you?" Ling Xi said with a bit of teasing in a calm mood. It was Ao Hong who told him that he had a half-brother.

Ling Weiguo didn't expect him to know even this. Looking down from the corner of his eyes, he saw that his right fingertips had become transparent, and the veins on his forehead were bulging. He cried loudly in an instant, rolled and crawled to the foot of Lingxi, Holding Ling Xi's ankle with his right hand, he said, "Please help me, please... Father please, can't you please? I am your biological father, you can't just ignore death."

"Your heart is too cruel."

"Hey." You let our concubine go, Ninghuang's brows furrowed, just as you said a word, a sudden change occurred.

Ling Weiguo, who was lying on the ground like a rotten dog, suddenly grabbed Ling Xi's leg with his right hand, turned his head and bit down on his inner ankle forcefully. Yes, Wuzu is even a military commander. He was able to capture Ling Weiguo, who had an ordinary soul body, but Ling Weiguo had no image of his earnest pleading in the last second. None of them reacted.

Wuha was better, before his thoughts turned around, his fingertips had already condensed mana and slammed towards Ling Weiguo's temple.

Faster than Wuha is the cloud zero bracelet on Lingxi's wrist, the orb held in the dragon's kiss splashes out a dazzling light like thunder, and turns into two, one protects Lingxi and shakes Ling Weiguo away, allowing him to attack Ling Weiguo on the ground. Afterwards, it flew two meters away, and the other shattered the spiritual energy of Wuzai, and replaced it like an arrow full of strings, heading straight for Ling Weiguo's face.

"Hmm..." Ling Xi only felt a chill in his ankle, and then the sharp pain spread up like ants gnawing on him, Ling Xi couldn't help but leaned over and wanted to hold his calf.

There was a soft crash, and an ice-blue halo appeared in the center of the hut. Robe, the corners of which are sea blue and painted with intricate dragon patterns, a tall and straight figure stepped out.

The two streams of spiritual power shot across like meteors at the same time as his footsteps fell, blocking the fatal blow to Ling Weiguo and sealing Ling Xi's leg veins at the same time.

"See His Royal Highness the Dragon King." Wuyou quickly turned over and knelt down on one knee to salute. Beads of sweat dripped from his temples, his heart sank violently. He knew that it was self-defeating. He intended to inform Nanhai with good intentions, but Ling Weiguo took advantage of the gap and hurt the princess of Nanhai. , the Dragon King held them accountable for their ineffective supervision.

"Ao Hong." Ling Xi murmured foolishly, and subconsciously let go of the hand that was holding her calf.

Ao Hong didn't have the time to talk nonsense, so he walked quickly to Ling Xi, half-kneeled beside him, put his legs on his knees, rolled up his trousers and angrily reprimanded: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to come out?" ?”

The wound on Lingxi's ankle was black and purple, which was extremely terrifying. It could be seen that there was a very shallow cut in the wound, which was similar to a paper wound, but it brought swelling to the whole leg.

Ao Hong felt distressed when he saw it, and put his hands on Lingxi's ankles to stimulate the spiritual power. The power of the dragon clan is the purest and masculine in the Jiuzhongtian. The nemesis, Ao Hong belongs to the ice dragon, which is slightly inferior, but this poison seems to be of the genus type. Facing Ao Hong's path, the dragon's power seeps in, and blood with a faint black air meanders out from Lingxi's wound.

"It's okay." Even Ao Hong couldn't help feeling rejoicing and scared, he was fucking, almost capsized in the gutter.