Xiao Yueyue also changed her previous temper and said seriously: "But if we really talk about right and wrong, few of us will want to be enemies with you and will think of killing you. You have failed now, then we should wake up and go home... Ling'er, go home!"

Ling'er, go home.

What a sincere and heartbreaking sentence.

Tuoba Ling raised his head and looked at the strange and familiar faces in front of him.

Some acquaintances in the front row looked at themselves with heavy and complicated expressions.

Tuoba Ling knew that if she acted like a weak or a loser at this time, she would definitely survive by relying on the bitter scene.

The fact that she really was wrong was actually nothing that really hurt them.

This duel was purely a duel between justice and evil, but from a different standpoint, Tuoba Ling did not think he was wrong at all.

"Why are these responsibilities imposed on me, making me destined to be different from you when I was born?" Tuoba Ling took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

She recalled her childhood and the time when Liu Linglong carried her on the mountain to collect herbs.

If she really has a chance, she really wants to experience the feeling of being carried by Sister Linglong again, and it feels very down-to-earth.

Tuoba Ling loosened his hand, and the small compass in his hand that represented the fate of the guards fell to the ground.

This is a magic weapon that can predict the future and see the past Tuoba family. This magic weapon also makes Tuoba Ling suffer from all the advantages again and again.

But this artifact finally misread something. It once predicted that Tuoba Ling and Tuoba Tianxi could successfully unify the sea area and become the leaders of this sea area.

Unfortunately, the most critical result was that the little compass actually calculated the wrong calculation.

"Maybe all this is far away from me, I will be a little better. In the next life, I must not be a member of the Wake clan... In the next life, I should not be a member of the Wake clan..."

"Don't...Don't bury me in the grave of the Shuling Family. Ling'er is not worthy, Ling'er is not worthy..."

Tuoba Ling finished saying this with despair, tears gushed like a spring in the corner of her eyes, and a small pill burst out from her throat. She gently bit the pill with her teeth...

Her body slowly fell backwards.

It landed smoothly on the ground, and Tuoba Ling quietly.

"Ling'er?"

Zhang Lang frowned and rushed towards Tuoba Ling quickly.

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