"Fang Ling…" Dugu Yan's steps suddenly stopped and his expression suddenly changed.
"Fang Ling, no!" Ye Lingling forgot the shyness and fear in her heart, and resolutely hugged him tightly from behind.
It seemed as if he wanted to lock him in place and not let him move even a step.
"Sister Lingling..." Fang Ling placed his hand on her soft and smooth hand, then held it and slowly pulled it apart, "Trust me!"
"How can I believe you? What if you die?" Ye Lingling's trembling had gradually subsided, but at this moment she almost burst into tears.
Ye Lingling felt that these four months were the most exciting four months in her life.
If Fang Ling died, she would lose her only friend in this world and become alone again.
Probably just friends...
Fang Ling didn't have the slightest worry on his face. He smiled proudly and said,
"I haven't become a true dragon flying in the sky, and I haven't been able to gallop freely in this world? How could I die early?"
"Sister Lingling, don't worry, wait for me to come back."
"Then... then don't die, please don't leave me alone." Ye Lingling wiped the corners of her eyes lightly, tears flickering between her eyelashes, carrying endless worry and reluctance.
"I'll wait for you."
The words were very straightforward, but everyone could understand the sentiment behind them.
With the idea of getting in touch with Ye Lingling and getting free treatment, Fang Ling tried to persuade Qin Ming at his request.
The two became friends from then on, and this actually marked the beginning of their bond.
I clearly mentioned that I had someone I liked, and even emphasized it repeatedly, but she knew it.
I didn't expect it to still be like this...
The most difficult thing to lose weight is the beauty's grace.
Fang Ling leaned in Ye Lingling's arms, feeling the heat and warmth. It was not until this moment that he truly understood the meaning of this sentence.
Everything in the world is complicated and confusing, but there are only a few people who care about him so much.
He is just a passer-by in Douluo Continent, just like a kite with a broken string, drifting in the wind, helpless and homeless.
Although there is a goal, the journey is vague and arduous.
Until this moment, I found the long-lost bond, just like feeling down to earth, and my empty heart was finally filled.
"Wait for me, Sister Lingling, I will definitely come back alive!"
Fang Ling was filled with emotion and spoke his farewell words in an especially solemn manner.
The beauty has shown great kindness, so how could he let Ye Lingling down? He
would definitely give her a big surprise when he came back.
There are so many kinds of immortal herbs, there must be one that can work on the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit, right?
"Fang Ling, I'm sorry, I..."
Dugu Yan was filled with guilt. It was all her fault, otherwise Fang Ling would not be facing this situation.
Fang Ling stopped her from saying the next thing:
"Sister Yanyan, don't say sorry, I should be the one thanking you."
"I am fully aware of my limitations. Your Majesty is right. I do need such a blessing."
Fang Ling said nothing more, and gently wiped away the tears on Ye Lingling's face:
"Then Sister Lingling, Sister Yanyan, I'm leaving first. Remember to tell Teacher Qin Ming that I'm going to practice with Mian."
"This journey may take a long time, don't worry about me."
He turned around and glanced at Dugu Bo, who immediately understood and lifted Fang Ling's collar with one hand.
"Okay, that's enough of my farewell words. Yanyan, have fun with the little girl from the Ye family. Don't worry about this kid. I won't kill him."
A breeze blew, and two people disappeared from the pavilion in an instant.
…
In the air, Fang Ling was protected by Dugu Bo's soul power, and the cold wind from the outside could not disturb him at all.
His eyes swept over the scenery passing by, and he said softly, "Thank you, senior."
"What are you thanking me for?" Dugu Bo looked a little surprised.
"Thank you, senior, for letting me say goodbye to Sister Lingling."
"Thank you, senior, for giving me the opportunity to go further."
"Are you still thanking me? Aren't you afraid that I will just send you to death? In the world of soul masters, I am known for being narrow-minded and shameless." Dugu Bo took the initiative to mention his bad reputation, and his expression was a little intriguing.
Fang Ling smiled: "I believe in the character of the elders, and I believe even more in the promises they made to their granddaughters."
"I am not worthy of your deception. I am just a little soul master with no background. You can just slap me to death."
"So, you must want something from me."
There was an inexplicable certainty in Fang Ling's words, as if he had already seen through Dugu Bo's thoughts.
"You are a smart and clever person." Dugu Bo likes smart people and hates stupid people the most. A thought flashed through his mind, "You guessed it right just now, why don't you guess again? What do I want you to do?"
Fang Ling smiled coldly.
This is an obvious thing, just like flowing water under a clear sky, crystal clear.
Any normal person with a little bit of common sense can figure it out, there is no need to hide it.
So he said directly:
"You've been poisoned, a very difficult poison, and it's passed on to Sister Yanyan, so you can only find a way to detoxify it with the help of a treasure land or natural treasures."
"But it's too precious. You don't know it, and you don't dare to tell the outside world. Let me rely on my intuition to judge the medicinal properties, okay?"
Dugu Bo felt like his thoughts were seen through in an instant, which was a very bad feeling.
"You have a very clever mind. Sometimes I wonder if you were once a beggar..."
This is what Dugu Yan told him.
Fang Ling never concealed his beggar background, including his broken leg, which he displayed openly.
Dugu Bo now thought again and realized that it was absurd to judge others by himself and to speculate on other people's state of mind based on his personal experience.
Such a person is like the scorching sun in the sky, shining brightly and illuminating everything in the world. His existence itself is the source of light.
Even though he has feelings for Yanyan, he will not feel ashamed or inferior because of her background.
Fang Ling didn't react, but just laughed out loud:
"So what if I'm a beggar? I have a broken leg to hold me back. If I wasn't smart, I wouldn't be alive today."
Dugu Bo nodded slightly to show his agreement, but his tone was a little regretful:
"Your will is truly admirable. If you had healthy legs and feet and were gifted, your future achievements would be extraordinary. Unfortunately..."
Although Dugu Bo has a bad reputation, he is actually quite easy-going.
If the conversation is of the same interest, it can be quite smooth.
"Senior, are you underestimating me?" Fang Ling raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Everything in this world is impermanent, and everything in it is changing rapidly."
"If that's the case, why can't I ride on the wind and become a trend-setter standing at the forefront of the times?"
Dugu Bo was shocked by the unwarranted self-confidence he still retained until now.
"Where does the wind come from?"
"The wind you sent me, Senior."
Dugu Bo took a deep look at his optimistic expression, his green eyes were very deep.
"It's the tide of the times. How dare you say that!"
"The Spirit Hall's Pope Bibi Dong, who has twin spirits, has become a Titled Douluo at a young age without exploding. That is the real wave of the current era."
"I am one of them too. Just wait and see, senior." Fang Ling said in a cheerful tone, not scared at all.
Bibi Dong still has a long way to go before he can become a god, but he has cheats, so he may not be slow.
"Heh~!" Dugu Bo was too lazy to respond.
This kid may not be alive next, and by then all the bold words and promises he made will become a joke.
We'll talk about it when it looks like it's taking off.
The two stopped communicating and just continued on their way in silence.
As a Titled Douluo whose martial soul is the Green Phosphorus Snake King, although Dugu Bo is a control type, he is still very fast.
Soon he brought Fang Ling to the edge of an inverted cone-shaped valley.
There was steam rising from inside, with a hint of the unique smell of sulfur.
Holding Fang Ling's collar, which was already somewhat overwhelmed, Dugu Bo let out a sigh of relief.
"arrive."
(End of this chapter)