Chapter 139

The two of them were very busy, and the two were very busy.

God's Son Hall

A disciple looked respectful and led Lingo slowly.

When they reached the outside of the hall, the disciple suddenly stopped, bowed and saluted, and whispered: "God's Son."

Inside the hall, Nan Xunran's clear voice came out: "Enter."

Hearing the voice, the disciple bowed deeply again, and then retreated very carefully.

Lingo stepped into the hall steadily, and the bamboo stick in his hand gently tapped the ground, making a subtle sound.

"God's Son Xunran." He said slowly.

Nan Xunran heard the voice and slowly raised his eyes. His eyes slowly fell on Lingo. He saw a system prompt clearly appearing above Lingo's head:

[Lingo, the son of destiny]

[Son of Xiao Lin]

[Divine Power Realm]

[Destiny value: 3312/3312 points]

Nan Xunran raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his thin lips: "What's the matter?"

Lingo bowed slightly, with a warm smile on his face, and said slowly: "From today on, I am yours."

Nan Xunran said "hmm" softly, and his eyes moved to Lingo's eyes. He was about to say: "Your..."

However, before he finished speaking, Lingo raised his hand and slowly untied the ribbon. As the ribbon slowly fell, his eyes were completely exposed, and his eye sockets were actually empty, which was shocking.

Nan Xunran frowned slightly and said: "Digged out?"

Lingo nodded gently, without too much sadness on his face.

Nan Xunran looked calm, and then asked, "Why did you come to the Nan family?"

Lingo raised his head, his empty eyes "looked" at Nan Xunran, and answered firmly, "Revenge."

Hearing this, Nan Xunran glanced at Lingo, and then said, "Your cultivation is low, so go to the Chiling Holy Land to concentrate on practicing."

Lingo was stunned at first, and then responded, "I listen to you."

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Chiling Holy Land

"Master!" Pei Zimo shouted loudly, and ran to Nan Xunran like the wind.

After standing still, he tilted his head and asked in confusion, "Hey, who is this person?"

At the same time, Pei Ziheng and others also came forward, bringing a slight whirlwind.

Pei Zimo looked up and down at Lingo and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Lingo's expression remained unchanged, and he replied calmly, "I can't see."

Pei Zimo was startled and quickly covered his mouth, his face full of regret, "Sorry."

Lingo smiled lightly and shook his head gently, "It's okay."

Just then, Ning Shi suddenly appeared in front of Lingo without any warning like a ghost.

He stared at Lingo, his pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his voice: "Lingo!"

Lingo turned his head and frowned slightly, "Do you know me?"

Ning Shi's body trembled slightly, and soon he regained his calm and said indifferently: "No."

However, his heart was in turmoil: How could he not know him!

In every reincarnation, this person was by the master's side, and the number of times he died at his hands in the reincarnation was far more than Shangguan Xieyue.

If Shangguan Xieyue is the mad dog under the master, then Lingo is the sharp blade under the master.

Lingo seems gentle and harmless, always with that harmless smile, but in fact he is meticulous and deep, and his attack is a sure kill.

He is blind and looks weak, as if a gust of wind can blow him down, but in fact he is cruel and ruthless.

In every reincarnation, he is the most capable assistant beside the master, and can eliminate all threats without making a sound.

There have been several reincarnations, and Lingo has quietly solved himself before the master noticed it. His means are so clever that it is frightening.

He now has a shadow when he sees Lingo. He hasn't seen Lingo for so long, and he thought that because of his surrender, there would be no Lingo in this life.

Nan Xunran glanced at Ning Shi lightly, and Ning Shi immediately straightened his back and stood steadily beside him.

Lingo bowed slightly, still with a gentle smile on his face, and said softly: "Hello everyone, I am Lingo."

Pei Zimo jumped up and down, excitedly said: "Are you also the master's man?"

Lingo raised the corner of his mouth and nodded gently.

At this time, Pei Ziheng, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke.

He looked at Pei Zimo who was constantly moving around, and then at Lingo who could always accurately face Pei Zimo, frowning slightly, "Can you see it?"

Lingo turned his head to look at Pei Ziheng, his expression calm, "No, it's due to the practice. I can sense your general outline."

Pei Ziheng nodded thoughtfully,

"That's it."

Nan Xunran opened his lips slightly and said in a slow voice: "Ning Shi."

Ning Shi turned his head and said: "Yes.". "

Nan Xunran looked calm and said slowly: "From now on, Lingo will be handed over to you. Take him to the side hall."

Ning Shi's shoulders collapsed and he muttered softly: "...Okay."

He knew clearly that the master must have seen his reaction just now. It was clearly teasing him.

Seeing him like this, Nan Xunran raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.