The scorching pain on his back made him frown slightly, "What the hell happened?"

Ling Luoyu raised his eyebrows playfully and looked at him: "Uncle Second, have you met Feng Ziqing?!"

"Feng Ziqing?"

Ling Yunxi seemed to be out of pieces, and he was puzzled by what happened just now.

"Have Feng Ziqing been here?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Could it be that the drug he was involved in was harmful to his memory?

If you are optimistic, it is a blessing in disguise that he can still know himself now!

Ling Luoyu set him up: "Second uncle, let's go home first?"

A strange color flashed in Ling Yunxi's eyes, and he immediately said depressedly: "I am a wounded person, shouldn't I be carried away?!"

Ling Luoyu glanced blankly: "Uncle Second, you have three choices now. One is to walk back by yourself, the other is to carry you back, and the other is to support you back! Which one do you choose??"

Ling Yunxi: "..."

Is this still necessary to ask?!

He is a big man, so he won’t let his niece carry him back!

"Forget it! I've never been injured, I've left by myself..."

Ling Yunxi didn't care whether he was injured or not, and walked out of the dilapidated temple with a little difficulty.

Looking at his back, Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and looked at the silk handkerchief in his hand.

As she knows, the drugs she has in Lingyunxi will only make people unconscious, but will not make people lose their memory.

He said this now, probably because he didn't want to talk about what happened just now.

"Uncle Second Uncle Second Uncle, what are you hiding?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyes were slightly slight and he looked forward with a burning look.

The Ling family, the situation is on the rise again.

The sudden whereabouts of his father Ling Yunfeng were unknown. The second uncle Ling Yunxi obviously had a secret. Fortunately, the old man Ling Bufan was very stable and did not cause any trouble for her.

However, this kind of comfort was also beaten to pieces after returning to Ling Mansion.

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Ling Mansion, main hall!

As soon as Ling Yun was settled in Xi'an, Ling Luoyu was taken to the conference hall by Ling Bufan.

It seems that he has a solemn face.

As the second coach, Ling Yunxi was put on a trick in broad daylight and almost died. It is normal for the old man to have a dark face!

So Ling Luoyu was very conscious.

Without waiting for the old man to ask, he confessed all the time.

"Grandpa, I don't know anything about the second uncle, because I don't say anything. I can't pry open his mouth and pursue it! So you have to wait until the second uncle figures out this matter before placing it.

Let us know the truth!”

Ling Bufan sat there with a dark face, turning the jade ring on his right thumb.

"You must have some courage to touch my Ling family! This person... is not from the capital!"

His pupils shrank.

"It's a sect family in the world!"

To put it bluntly, with the power of the Ling family, it is already a hand covering the sky in the capital.

In this sensitive period, no one will commit suicide to trouble the Ling family.

Tao Ding presented the tea to the two and sat down at the last place.

"Old man, Third Young Master, I think this matter... will have something to do with the last time the fake empress dowager?!"

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he took a sip of tea in a calm manner.

"It shouldn't be!"

Ling Bufan's eyes instantly looked over: "Why?!"

"What those people need is the living people of our Ling family, not the dead!"

No one knew that Manghuang was holding it in her hands.

For those mysterious people, the people in the Ling family only have meaning if they are alive.
Chapter completed!