"Haha, isn't this quite energetic?"
"Of course, I didn't cry!" Ye Lingling raised her little head proudly, but the crystal tears in the corners of her eyes betrayed her.
Although he was cheered up by Fang Ling's return, his mental state was still worrying.
The tiredness on his face lingered, which made people feel pity for him.
Fang Ling noticed her worry, sat down beside her, and gently wiped away the tears of joy from her face.
Then he held her soft hand and said in a slightly heavy tone: "I'm sorry for making you worry."
The next moment, he regained his energy and his voice became brisk again:
"This is because your Majesty values me and has accepted me as his disciple."
"We are a good match. When are we going home to meet my parents-in-law?"
"screw you!"
Ye Lingling was originally immersed in a slightly sad but joyful reunion with Fang Ling, enjoying a moment of tranquility.
Hearing this, she couldn't help but spit, her cheeks instantly flushed like the morning glow, "You kid, you're so young, and you're already daydreaming all day long."
"You're just my friend, you know?"
Ye Lingling put away her smile, waved her slender fingers, and said against her will:
"It's just because you are a good friend of mine, and I miss you because you have had so much fun with me in the past few months."
"It's only been four months. Although you pulled me out of my depression, our relationship hasn't progressed to this point yet."
"Don't think too much."
"Really just friends?"
The smile on Fang Ling's face was very intriguing. "If you say so, then so be it."
"Then what kind of friends are we? Friends who can sleep together?"
"Nonsense! You are so young and yet you don't learn well. With your talent, why don't you seize the time and concentrate on practicing?"
Ye Lingling's indifferent look immediately collapsed and she pushed him hard.
After the two of them had some fun, the tension and anxiety in her heart gradually dissipated, and she whispered softly, "What's going on?"
The words were incoherent, but Fang Ling roughly understood the meaning.
"Using my intuition, I helped the teacher find a way to detoxify, and then I asked the teacher to accept me as a disciple, so that a poor boy like me can be worthy of you, the daughter of the Ye family."
As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Lingling's cheeks turned even redder, just like the clouds in the sky under the setting sun, glowing with charming brilliance.
Damn, my heart is pounding.
She pressed her chest, pursed her lips, and did not argue any more. She just whispered, "Intuitive detoxification? Is it dangerous?"
Fang Ling raised a faint smile and said softly,
"It doesn't matter. When I think of the gentle and lovely Sister Lingling who is looking forward to seeing me, endless strength surges in my heart."
"What was originally considered a difficult and dangerous situation was actually overcome so smoothly."
Saying this again...
Do you think I would like it?
Ye Lingling felt a little warm in her heart. In this quiet space, she asked a fatal question: "Don't you like the prince's wife Xing Luo? Why do you miss me?"
"She only met me once because we have a martial soul fusion skill. Sister Lingling, we have been together for so long, you have really walked into my heart."
Fang Ling dared to swear to heaven that it was because of Zhu Zhu's stunning beauty and martial arts fusion skills that he couldn't let her go.
Otherwise, at most I can protect her once when I become stronger and repay the favor.
"Another sweet talk." Ye Lingling smiled and snorted.
After a moment, she smiled and said to Fang Ling, "How long can you stay this time? Will you return to the academy?"
"I don't know." Fang Ling was not sure, but he was sure of one thing, "I will definitely not leave the academy. I still have to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition."
I must participate in the competition more than four years later. This is the best time to get in touch with Pope Bibi Dong.
At least she seemed to be in a normal state of mind at this time.
This is one of the keys to the plan.
Win the game and exchange it for the 50,000-year-old head soul bone!
Otherwise, if it is delayed any further, it will become the soul hunting operation, and at that time, the crazy woman must not be approached at all.
The farther away the better.
Ye Lingling nodded gently: "Are you free tomorrow?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Come back home with me. I will take you to see your father and see if His Majesty has any tricks left on you."
Fang Ling knew very well that Dugu Bo certainly would not leave any tricks behind. If the tricks were not strong enough, they would be completely blocked by the power of ice and fire and immunity to all poisons.
And if it is strong enough, such as the Green Phosphorus Snake King Poison, it will die immediately without the pollen of the Youxiang Qiluo Fairy Product to suppress it.
He half-jokingly asked, "Are you taking me to meet the parents? What gift should I prepare?"
This subconscious question stumped Ye Lingling. After thinking for a moment, she said in embarrassment:
"It's not about meeting the parents, it's about meeting the doctor!"
"I'm being serious, so be serious, you bastard Fang Ling."
"Oh oh oh..." Fang Ling hurriedly agreed.
"Sister Yanyan is still outside, and you are occupying her bed. Why don't we find a guest room to sleep in first?"
"Okay, let's find a guest room." Ye Lingling had just finished speaking when her little head suddenly became clever.
"Also, it's not us, it's me, you sleep in a room by yourself."
As expected, it was still the usually unreliable Fang Ling.
Ye Lingling got up from the bed and rolled her eyes at him as she walked out. "I'll take you to see my father tomorrow. Just don't say anything more."
"If you dare to talk nonsense!"
She used her hand as a knife and gently scratched her neck. Her delicate appearance coupled with this threatening behavior made her look extremely cute.
Fang Ling looked frightened: "Okay, I won't say anything nonsense."
"We are just "friends" after all."
…
The next day, Ye Lingling took her to a special store.
There is a constant stream of people at the entrance, and the plaque above reads "Ren Xin Tang" in three large characters.
Unlike most of the shops in Tiandou City that are gorgeously decorated, the decoration here is very simple, and the fragrance of medicine is everywhere.
It's a medical clinic.
Ye Lingling greeted several doctors who were treating patients in a familiar manner, then pulled Fang Ling towards the inner hall.
The outer hall is for ordinary people to diagnose and treat diseases, while the inner hall is for soul masters to heal their injuries.
Although it is extremely difficult for soul masters to get sick, especially high-level soul masters, injuries are common.
In the inner hall, a soul master with a shoulder injury was receiving treatment.
The shoulder was broken in half, with the white bone fragments exposed, a bloody and horrific scene.
However, no medicinal herbs were used. The standing healing soul master simply cleaned the wound and put the bones in place.
Soon, the light of the Nine-Hearted Begonia was seen shining, and as the skin and flesh rolled and the granulation tissue squirmed, the shocking wound healed miraculously quickly.
After moving his arms without any obstruction, the injured soul master expressed his gratitude profusely, gave the soul master enough money, and then left.
Then the next one follows.
Looking up, the person driving the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Soul was a middle-aged man around fifty years old, with graying temples.
He has an elegant temperament and a slightly compassionate expression, which complements the aura exuded by his martial soul.
Surrounded by seven soul rings of the best age, he is a soul saint——
Nine-Hearted Begonia Soul Saint!
"This is the character image that the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit should have." Fang Ling muttered softly.
It fits the image of doctors and physicians in his mind very well, with compassion in their eyes and superb medical skills.
The action was clean, neat and decisive.
"What are you talking about? Fang Ling!"
When Ye Lingling heard the whispered words, her face turned red with shame and she punched him hard.
What happened to her image?
Although she was not as skilled in medicine as her father and was more psychologically fragile, she was also very skilled in using her martial arts spirit.
Damn Fang Ling, he actually dared to despise her!
(End of this chapter)