Chapter 12965 Ling Xiao's Calculation

"Even if I really get this treasure, I may not keep it for myself. Instead, I may consider offering it to a more powerful force so that my Jiang family can take this opportunity to revive."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lianheng's eyes became profound, as if he was recalling the glory of the past and the loneliness of today.

"Do you think I, Jiang Lianheng, don't know how to judge the situation? Although my Jiang family is no longer as brave as it used to be, the pride and wisdom in our bones have never disappeared. This treasure, for me, may be a turning point, an opportunity for the Jiang family to rise again."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao frowned, as if trying to decipher the deeper meaning behind Jiang Lianheng's words.

He thought to himself: Jiang Lianheng is indeed a shrewd old fox, his style of doing things is completely unconventional, making it difficult to figure out his true intentions. Facing such an opponent, it is obviously not feasible to fool him with simple words or means.

Ling Xiao couldn't help but feel a little solemn and alert. He knew that every step that came next had to be taken with extreme caution.

After a brief silence, Ling Xiao took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner turmoil.

He spoke slowly, his voice was soft but revealed an unquestionable firmness: "Master Jiang, you are indeed a unique person with a unique style of doing things. But please allow me to remind you that if this treasure is passed on to someone else through my hands, I will naturally have an extra layer of protection."

"If you want to attack me then, you will probably have to think twice. So, I dare to make a suggestion. Let my mother, my aunt and this innocent little fox leave first. I am willing to stay as a hostage and hand over the treasure to you. This way, I can ensure their safety and show my sincerity and determination."

After saying this, Ling Xiao stared at Jiang Lianheng, trying to catch a subtle change in his expression.

However, Jiang Lianheng just smiled slightly, and that smile showed both disdain for Ling Xiao's proposal and confidence in his control over the overall situation.

"Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao, do you think I will easily believe your lies? You are well-known for your cunning tricks, how could I not know? The so-called 'proposal' you put forward at this moment is just an opportunity to delay time or have other intentions."

"Therefore, I advise you not to try these tricks anymore. You only have one choice now, and that is to hand over the treasure immediately. There is no other way!"

Jiang Lianheng's words were firm and decisive, and every word hit Ling Xiao's heart like a heavy hammer, making him feel unprecedented pressure and urgency.

At this point, a cunning look flashed in Jiang Lianheng's eyes. He deliberately increased the strength in his hands, holding the weak and helpless little fox tighter in his palms. At the same time, a cruel grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying this battle of psychology and will.

"Do you think that you can fool me, Jiang Lianheng, just by pretending to be indifferent? Humph, how naive. Come on, let's verify it and see if you really don't care about her at all in your heart!"

As he finished his words, Jiang Lianheng's other hand suddenly stretched out and accurately grabbed the little fox's thin forelimbs with such great force that it seemed to tear it apart from its body.

The little fox's eyes were instantly filled with fear and despair. It struggled desperately, but could only let out a more miserable scream that was enough to pierce people's hearts: "Ah——!" That voice contained endless pain and helplessness, which made everyone present feel pity involuntarily.

Ling Xiao's pupils suddenly contracted at this moment, his eyes seemed to be dyed red, and the murderous intent was like boiling magma, surging in his chest.

He could no longer endure such torture and humiliation, and he instantly exerted his strength to the extreme, his figure leaving a trail of afterimages in the air like a ghost. At the same time, the Bloodthirsty Knife and the God-Slaying Sword reflected each other in his palms, and the cold light pointed directly at Jiang Lianheng's throat and heart.

However, at this critical moment, Jiang Lianheng made an unexpected move. Instead of dodging, he raised the little fox in his hand high up and blocked it in front of him like a shield.

This move undoubtedly put Ling Xiao in a dilemma - if he insisted on attacking, the first to bear the brunt would be the innocent little fox; but if he hesitated because of this, it would not only mean losing the best opportunity to counterattack, but also let Jiang Lianheng see through his weakness.

"This old guy is really cunning!" Ling Xiao cursed in his heart, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He knew very well that every minute and every second at this moment was crucial, and any negligence could lead to irreversible consequences.

But Ling Xiao's movements were as smooth as flowing water. He had been secretly planning since the beginning of his conversation with Jiang Lianheng. Every sentence in their conversation was nothing but a mist he had carefully woven, concealing the actions he had been preparing for.

During this time, his eyes flickered from time to time, as if he was calculating every detail, and the occasional smile at the corner of his mouth concealed unknown meanings.

"Tongtong, attack!" Ling Xiao's voice suddenly exploded like thunder, breaking the silence at the scene, with unquestionable determination. This roar was not only a call to his companions, but also a silent provocation to Jiang Lianheng, announcing the beginning of the counterattack.

Almost at the same moment, a strange wave filled the air, and then a hand made of fine yellow sand appeared out of thin air and grabbed Jiang Lianheng's arm with ghostly precision.

The sand hand seemed soft and boneless, but it contained amazing power. Where it came into contact with Jiang Lianheng's skin, it quickly absorbed the moisture from the skin, causing his arm to dehydrate at a speed visible to the naked eye. His skin became shriveled and veins bulged. This scene horrified Jiang Lianheng and the power in his hand dissipated. The little fox took the opportunity to break free from his restraints and regain his freedom.

Seeing this, Ling Xiao's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. He moved quickly like a cheetah hunting its prey, and grabbed the little fox into his arms. At the same time, he used the force to retreat quickly, creating a safe distance between himself and Jiang Lianheng.

His movements were smooth and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, and every movement revealed his deep affection for the little fox and his determination to protect it.

After a brief shock, Jiang Lianheng quickly came to his senses. He roared, and the spiritual power in his body surged. He tried his best to shatter the hand of sand that bound him.

However, the sand hand seemed to have life, flexible and tough, constantly absorbing his strength. Finally, with his painful roar, the sand hand shattered and turned into yellow sand that dissipated in the air.

But the price was that Jiang Lianheng's arms had become dry and deformed, his skin cracked, revealing a shocking injury. His eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, but he was helpless.