Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Although Qin Dongxue said to cover up, it was a hunch, and it was speculative, but Lingyun knew that Old Choi must have gotten through some things with her, only that Qin Dongxue didn't want to tell Lingyun these himself.

It is true, too. In Old Choi's view, Qin Qiuyue is not here. So Qin Dongxue was Qin Qiuyue's sister. Before Lingyun recognized her ancestors, she was Lingyun's only elder. Old Choi came to see Lingyun this time to tell him the story of Lingyun. He was taken to Lingyu's house in Beijing City to meet Lingyu and identify his ancestors. If he told Ling Yun about this without permission, Qin Dongxue would be unreasonable.

Don't say that the Qin family is not weaker than the Ling family, even if Ling Yun is now just the adopted son of an ordinary family, you want him to return to his ancestors, but you also need the consent of the elders of the Ling Yun family, right?

Therefore, in order not to cause Qin Dongxue's misunderstanding, he caused unnecessary trouble. He was very thoughtful and did not leak water. By the time he arrived in the morning, he had simply indicated his identity and intention. Very formally, very seriously and Qin Dongxuegou had passed this matter.

Of course, it is impossible for Lao Choi to say anything in front of others. He and Qin Dongxue are outside the villa and communicate confidentially with each other using sound. No third party knows.

The result of the private exchange between the two people, Old Choi is very satisfied, Qin Dongxue is also very satisfied. As long as there is sufficient evidence to prove that Ling Yun is the blood of the Ling family, and Ling Yun is also willing to identify his ancestors, Qin Dongxue will not stop, everything is up to Ling Yun himself to decide.

When you think of yourself, it may soon be revealed that Ling Yun has an unknown sense of excitement and a burning sense of urgency.

“Little boy... Uh, little guy...”

“Xiao... Lingyun...”

Ling Yun remembered very clearly that every time he called him, he would almost unconsciously, or habitually call a “little...” and then swallow the words back into his stomach, and then replace them with “little guy” or “Ling Yun”.

Ling Yun didn't take matters seriously before. Now he wants to come. Every time he calls him, he should naturally want to call him "Little Master”. Only because the time is immature, or because Lao Choi is afraid to cause some misunderstanding in Ling Yun, so he stopped and changed his mouth halfway.

“Auntie, if you have nothing else to do, I'm going to see Old Choi now! ”

Ling Yun felt his blood warm and couldn't help but tighten his fists. He was anxiously curious to know who his parents were. Eighteen years ago, they had suffered another shock, so they could throw themselves away helplessly!

“Go on, when you get back, Auntie will show you something!” Qin Dongxue's eyes raised a slight fog, but were full of comfort and encouragement.

“Auntie, for such a big thing, I think you should come with me. You are my elder. There are some important things that you should come up with. ”

Qin Dongxue treated Lingyun better than his parents and aunts, and his mother was not there. Lingyun naturally hoped that Qin Dongxue would be present in this affair.

Who knew that Qin Dongxue crossed Lingyun in a delicate glance. "Since when has anyone else had an idea about you? It's up to you to decide everything from beginning to end! Go, go, go, go! Don't keep Auntie waiting! ”

Qin Dongxue knows Lingyun very well.

“Hey...” Lingyun scratched his head with embarrassment, nodded first, then whispered: “Auntie, it's best not to let Ling Yu know about this...”

“Rest assured, Aunt Qin Dongxue lifted her fibrous hand and gently tapped it on Lingyun's forehead, smiling delicately.

Qin Dongxue stood outside the door of Villa No. 1 and saw Lingyun leave by car. Her eyes became complicated and blurred. Finally, she sighed. “Hey, you bastard, you are the descendant of the Lingjia family, you can think of the ancestral ancestral return, although it is a good thing, but you know how much suffering you will go through as the son of the Holy Virgin of Lingxiao and the Demonic Sect? ”

…………

Lingyun drove herself, pulled Tang Zheng, and drove all the way to the electric control. She almost didn't run the red light. She soon arrived at the place where Choi Lao lived.

This is a very ordinary small courtyard on the eastern outskirts of Shimizu City, remotely located and further east is the wilderness, but very quiet and elegant surroundings.

“Brother Yun, is this where Old Choi lives?” Looking at Old Choi's place, Tang Zheng asked without waiting to get out.

“You don't know shit. It's called hiding! ”

Before Lingyun got out of the car, he felt a familiar and powerful spirit, which shocked him!

Lingyun didn't put out the lights either. He opened the door and got out of the car and left the car keys with Tang Bing. He said: "Go ahead and do your thing. I'll call you later. You pick me up. ”

After Tang drove away, Lingyun took a few deep breaths, settled his mind, and walked to the door, knocking gently.

The courtyard door opened with a voice. The door revealed Choi's old purple face. Ling Yun can see that Choi is very excited now.

“Little... Little guy, you're finally here. Come on in!” Old Choi's lips are all a little trembling.

“Old Choi, I didn't get home until noon, so I kept you waiting...” Ling Yun flashed into the house and didn't know what to say for a moment.

The two of them came to the house, and Old Choi greeted Lingyun warmly and sat down, then went to pour water for Lingyun tea.

“Old Choi, I'm not thirsty, you don't have to live...” Ling Yun hurriedly stopped.

He has too much to ask Choi how old he is and where he is in the mood for water.

Old Choi was still busy and laughing: “Although this is not my home, I rented it the last time I came here. I rented it for three months. The last time I left in a hurry, it didn't go back. I cleaned up all morning this morning before cleaning it up..."

“This is the first time you've been here, how can you do without tea? This is the tea I brought you. You have to try it...”

Old Choi was excited not to know what to say, but he kept busy with his hands. He quickly made tea for Lingyun. It was really good tea, and the fragrance fluttered his nose.

This is Ling's grandfather Ling Li's favorite Bichun, of course it's good tea.

“Little... little guy, I brought you a lot of gifts this time, you sit here first, I'll go get it for you now...”

Old Choi served Ling Yun tea and immediately went into his bedroom. Soon, he took out the dishonest bag he wore yesterday. After putting down his satchel, he turned around and walked in.

That familiar, powerful spirit came from Choi's bedroom.

“Don't look at the size of this thing, but it's really heavy...” said Old Choi, holding out another long striped wooden box.

When I saw this wooden box, Lingyun stood up in shock!

Because, such a wooden box, Lingyun saw it once, when the Lingyun family moved to Qingshui Bay Villa, Qin Qiuyue let him move the wooden box himself, exactly the same!

One and a half meters long, 30 centimeters long!

The spirituality is the same, but the spirituality released by this wooden box is more powerful, pure and vibrant!

“Old Choi, this is...”

“Oh, little guy, don't get excited, sit down and wait for me to tell you...” Old Choi lived a while and finally recovered his nature. He smiled and said to Lingyun.

After that, Old Choi bent over, first lifted up the big bag, placed it on the coffee table between the two, and then sat down.

Old Detective Choi grabbed it from his pocket. First, he took out an ICBC bank card and handed it to Lingyun.

“The clinic is open, this is a small gift for you, take it first...”

This kind of bank card, Lingyun knows, he also has one of his own, it is the ICBC's supreme VIP card, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, but did not have a correction, he raised his hand to pick up the bank card.

“There's 500 million dollars in this card...” said Lao Choi in a light-hearted manner.

“Gah?!” Even if Lingyun is better cultivated, it is also the seventy-eight vegetarian shocked, 500 million dollars?!

At the current exchange rate, this is also at least 3 billion RMB!

Is this a little gift?

“Look at this again...” Old Choi said, smiling and pulling the zipper off the satchel. Ling Yun fixed his eyes and saw that it was a big bundle of cloth. There was also a book with a wire, black leather seal.

Just this bundle of cloth made Lingyun even more shocked because he had seen this fabric, and the Holy Virgin of God of Tianjin Tissue, or the Holy Virgin of the Demon Sect, was made of this material, whether it was worn on her body or two ribbons on her arm.

However, there is also a difference. The cloth brought to him by Choi Lao, although woven with the same silk thread, is thicker and less transparent than the Virgin of Demon Sect.

“God, that 500 million dollars is a small gift compared to this bundle...” Ling Yun shook.

Old Choi was happy, he smiled and said: “Little guy, the last time I came to Shimizu City, when I was fighting with you, I saw your clothes and they were chopped up. If you fight once, you have to change clothes. I was in a hurry, so I brought you this. How about this? Are you satisfied? ”

Ling Yun can't be satisfied, this is really close to caring.

Old Choi smiled lightly: "This is made of silk spit by the Ujin Devil. Under the common heaven, except for the magic sect, it is presumably just... Well, I can get it for you! ”

This was a romantic gift for Lingxiao to make clothes when she was in love with Lingxiao. Of course, Lao Choi said it was very cheerful.

“Hey, thanks Choi Lao, satisfied, absolutely satisfied...”

“So what is this?!” Ling Yun pointed to the book in the line and asked Choi Lao Dao.

"'It's a secret book of kung fu,' said Grannie Choi. 'I don't know if you can use it, but when you take it back yourself, you can see if it works...”

“Oh...” Ling Yun nodded in response. His interest in the secret book of kung fu was not great. He lacked kung fu.

Finally, Lingyun stared at the wooden box.

Although he is now on the eighth floor of the exercise, his mind is more concentrated and his yin and yang eyes are refined, but he still can't see through the inside of this mysterious wooden box, what exactly is in it!