Back to the ’80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend - Chapter 1288

[1288. Chapter 1288 The Zongmen must submit to him]

Another reason why Linda and others do not reject Lingqiong is that he has a familiar aura.

That is the aura of involuntarily making them surrender and swear allegiance to the death.

In the past, only the Patriarch had this kind of aura that made them excited, but now there is another Spirit Vault.

After getting along for so long, they became more and more tolerant towards Ling Qiong.

The other party occasionally gave them the illusion that he was the owner of the house.

…

the next day.

When Gu Jin woke up, she didn’t bother about what happened last night, and returned to her normal calm, which seemed no different from usual.

Linda and the others had sharp eyes, and found that her face was colder than usual.

Gu Jin walked out of the room and glanced at the main house where the door of the village chief’s house was closed. A strange color flashed in her eyes.

She looked calm and glanced around the yard, but did not find Lingqiong’s figure, and asked Linda, “What about him? ?”

Linda knew who he was asking, and replied obediently, “Mr. Ling went to the foot of the mountain in Qingfeng Town and said that you can go to him after breakfast.”

Gu Jin snorted softly, and went to dinner with Linda without saying a word.

After eating morning and evening, she still set off to find Lingqiong.

The other party is the only hope to find An Mingji’s soul. Even if the events of last night do not dissipate in her mind, she cannot hide from the spirit vault.

An Mingji has only three souls left, and she will use the shortest time to find them all.

If Xiao An doesn’t wake up for a day, she can’t feel at ease for a day.

When Gu Jin went out, Linda and the others immediately followed.

Not all of them followed, leaving several supernatural beings to guard.

After Gu Jin and the others left, there was movement in the main house, which had the door closed.

The door of the room was opened from the inside, a few deep lines appeared in the corners of his eyes, and a middle-aged man with a solemn and serious expression came out.

He is the village head of Qingfeng Town, Wu Zihua.

When the Darwin family superpowers standing in the yard saw the village chief come out, they didn’t look sideways, their attitude was neither flattering nor bad, their choice was to ignore it.

When they came, they gave the Wu family a large sum of money, and the two sides agreed not to disturb each other when they lived here.   Wu Zihua swept towards the people in the courtyard. He stood at the door and shouted in the direction of the east

wing: “Gan’er, come here, I’m looking for you for my

father .”

response sound.

The door of the east wing opened, and a young man who looked similar to Wu Zihua but was younger appeared.

He walked towards the main house with a smile on his face, not looking sideways along the way, and his whole body was full of simple and honest characters.

Wu Qian is the son of Wu Zihua. The father and son are still very authoritative in Qingfeng Town, and they are very popular among the villagers.

The young man stepped into the main house and closed the door.

With a wave of his hand, he set up an enchantment.

The enchantment is weak, and just by looking at the dimness of the enchantment halo, you know that the duration of persistence is not long.

Wu Gan closed the door, his simple and honest face quickly became solemn, and his body released obvious evil spirits and killing intent.

“Father, they are going up the mountain!”

The dissatisfaction and anger in the words were not shy of showing.

Wu Zihua sat on the stool, reached out and picked up the teapot on the table, and poured two cups of hot tea.

He beckoned to his son: ”

Qian’er, come and sit.” Wu Gan’s tense body relaxed and walked over to Wu Zihua to sit down.

He picked up the teacup, put it in his hand but didn’t drink it.

This tea is not ordinary water, it is a potion that can rapidly increase the cultivation base and burst out huge spiritual power.

Wu Zihua narrowed his eyes, the light in his eyes was sharp and shrewd: “Qian’er, what do you think of that Mr. Ling?”

Wu Gan recalled Lingqiong, the red mole on the other’s forehead was particularly conspicuous, his face was evil and evil, and he had long hair. Even more… quaint?

In short, it is not as hot as the young people of this era who pursue fashion.

That face is picturesque and looks harmless, as beautiful as a woman, but the potentially dangerous aura makes it impossible to underestimate.

“Dad thinks this person is weird?” Wu Gan asked with a frown.

Wu Zihua shook his head, a little contemplation on his face.

He said slowly: “At first sight of him, although my father perceives the danger in him, it is more of submission. He faintly releases the breath of the same vein as our Qingyun Sect.”

Wu Gan Hearing this, the teacup in his excited hands shook, and a lot of hot water spilled out.

His eyes were bright, and his expression was excited and excited: “Dad, is that the person? Has the person we waited for for so many years arrived?”

Wu Zihua shook his head gently: “I don’t

know if it’s my father.” The light of meditation faded, and he was infected with a bit of murderous intent: “If he is the one who is waiting, our sect will surrender to him. If he is not, if he still wants to go to the mountains, we will let them go back and forth!”

Wu Gan also knew that a person’s identity cannot be determined only by seeing one or two sides.

Father called him over, there must be something to order.

He drank the tea in his hand, put the empty teacup on the table, stood up, and felt the heat coming from the four meridians and eight meridians.

“Father, just tell me if you have something to do.”

Wu Zihua looked up at him and said solemnly: “I have called the people from the sect to wait at the foot of the mountain. You take them to stare at those people. If they have something wrong, don’t make a rash move. Send someone to pass the news to me.”

“Son, come over here.”

“Go, don’t act rashly, that woman surnamed Gu and Mr. Ling are very skilled, and even a father can’t see through their cultivation.”

“Yes, remember this son.”

Wu Gan left the main house and went to Darwin’s house. He left the house under his nose.

…

Ling Qiong stood at the foot of Yunshan Mountain, and his consciousness was released to detect all the creatures on the mountain.

The divine sense was released, but it was not retracted for two hours.

Yunshan doesn’t seem to be big to the eyes, but its area is very large, and he can’t control it all.

Ling Qiong retracted his consciousness, opened his tightly closed peach blossom eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

He raised his eyes and stared at the cloud mountain in front of him complicatedly.

Is this really his Qingyun Sect?

Why is there no perception at all? After searching on the mountain for so long, I haven’t found the slightest familiar connection.

The Qingyun Sect was far bigger than the cloud mountain in front of him.

Whether he searched with the naked eye or with divine sense, he could not find any trace of Qingyun Sect.

An Mingji would not lie to him, there must be something hidden in it.

Ling Qiong put his hands behind his back, recalling the various arrangements a thousand years ago, but only did not have the memory of Qingyun Sect.

After losing the girl that year, he killed countless people from the Demon Dao, and even if he arranged all the plans, it was impossible to leave Qingyun Sect.

Master Qing Yunzong was passed on to Junior Brother Wu, and he managed the sect together with the younger brother in charge, becoming the first sect in the spiritual world.

Junior Brother Wu was inferior to him in his cultivation. The reason why Qingyun Sect became the first sect and had a lot of resources was because his Venerable Xuanling was the number one in the spiritual world.

If he is gone, the younger brother will definitely not be able to protect Qingyun Sect, there is no doubt.

Even if he lost his soul back then, it was impossible for him to leave Qingyun Sect alone.

The relationship with the sect for hundreds of years is extraordinary, and it is impossible to watch it go to ruin.

(End of this chapter)