Chapter 19 Ling Hu's Sorrow

Ling Xian is not a fool. Although he is only a fourteen-year-old boy, those rough experiences have sharpened his temperament, so he probably knows that the young lady in front of him seems to have secret feelings for him.

This is also normal. First of all, Ling Xian's appearance is not bad, and he looks stable and mature, much more mature than his actual age, and he is still in the most dangerous and helpless moment when Ling Tianxiang is in the most dangerous and helpless. In addition, Ling Tianxiang didn't know him at the time, and didn't know that the two were aunts and nephews in name, so Ling Tianxiang, who had just started dating, naturally had a secret affection for him.

It's just that the identities of the two, after all, are nominal aunts and nephews, which violates moral ethics, so he can't accept it.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in clan competitions." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

There was a hint of disappointment in Ling Tianxiang's beautiful eyes. In fact, she couldn't explain her complicated feelings towards Ling Xian. She just wanted to see him, talk to him, and be with him.

Therefore, as soon as she heard the news of Ling Xian, she hurried over and invited him to participate in the competition to win the secret realm token. One was for Ling Xian's good, and the other was that she wanted to have a match for Ling Xian's own selfishness. Ling Xian's chance to be alone.

However, now she has been rejected by Ling Xian, which made her feel embarrassed and lost, and her heart that first sprouted was also painful.

"If that's the case, then I won't force it anymore. You stood up for me when I was in danger the day before yesterday. I can't help repaying this kindness. I'll invite you to dinner at Songhe Tower tonight and express my gratitude. How about it?" Ling Tianxiang Suppressing the pain in his heart, he asked reluctantly.

"No need, if it's based on seniority, I'll call you auntie, nephew saved auntie, this is only right and proper, why is there kindness?" Ling Xian sighed secretly, deliberately biting the word aunt very hard.

"Then... okay." Ling Tianxiang's heart trembled, how could she not know that the two were aunts and nephews? She just kept running away and didn't want to think about this issue. Now that Ling Xian pointed it out, she had to face this issue.

Sighing softly, her pretty face was full of sadness, she was silent for a while, and whispered: "Three days later, the family competition will start, if you change your mind, remember not to miss the time, it will really benefit you a lot. ."

Ling Xian nodded, indicating that he had written it down.

"Well, then I'll go first." Ling Tianxiang forced a smile, turned and walked out the door.

He was happy when he came, and sad when he left.

Ling Xian looked at her lonely back, shook her head, and sighed: "Family competition, do you want to participate?"

The clan competition is an annual event of the Ling family. The rewards for the top ten are very generous. The younger generation from the entire clan can participate. Some of the talented and cultivated sideline children are to win the rich ranking. The reward is also to gain the family's attention, while the direct descendant is to enjoy the admiration of others and to be in the limelight.

And this year just happened to catch up with the opening of the secret realm of Qingcheng, presumably more people will participate, and the competition will be more intense.

After thinking about it, Ling Xian still decided not to participate. He already has the Secret Realm token, and he doesn't plan to go to the limelight. Moreover, with his current cultivation level, he may not be able to win the first place. After all, he has no cultivation technique. , and no magic, unless he is willing to expose and punish the world in full view.

"elder brother……"

A muffled voice disturbed Ling Xian's thoughts. Hearing this voice, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift up, revealing a bright smile.

In the entire Ling family, there is only one person who is willing to call him brother affectionately, and that is Ling Hu, who grew up with him since childhood, and did not alienate him because of his inability to cultivate. Although the two are not related by blood, they are closer than relatives Brothers want to kiss.

Pushing the door open, he saw a dark-skinned boy standing outside the courtyard gate.

He has a resolute face and a strong body. He looks like he is eighteen or nineteen years old, but in fact, he is the same age as Ling Xian.

Just because his body is tall and strong, he looks much bigger than Ling Xian.

"Come in, why are you polite when you come to my house?" Ling Xian smiled at the only brother in front of him.

"Hehe." Ling Hu scratched his head and smiled honestly: "I just saw Miss Ling running out of your house crying, brother, is that rumor true?"

"When did you gossip like that, kid?" Ling Xian let out a laugh and warned, "Fake, don't tell others that she's been here with me, remember?"

Ling Hu smiled, his dark face clearly said three words of disbelief, but as soon as he saw Ling Xian glaring at him, he immediately said, "Remember, hehe, I won't talk nonsense."

Ling Xian nodded and said, "Come in, just sit down."

"Brother, I heard that you can cultivate? And you also defeated the arrogant guy Ling Bai, and broke the family's supreme secret book, Canglang Sword Art?" As soon as he entered the room, Ling Hu found a chair and sat down, impatiently waiting. asked

"Well, how is it, your brother, am I amazing?" Ling Xian smiled.

"Amazing! I knew that my brother is a dragon and a phoenix, and sooner or later he will soar into the sky!" Hearing Ling Xian's reply, Ling Hu's simple and honest face showed a sincere smile, and he was very happy that Ling Xian was a blockbuster.

Ling Xian's heart warmed, thinking of how Ling Hu and his mother took care of her over the years, her eyes could not help getting slightly wet, she patted his shoulder, and said seriously, "Huzi, thank you, thank you and your aunt for all these years. Take care, from today onwards, I, Ling Xian, will definitely repay you!"

"Brother, what are you talking about? If you hadn't given the family's pension to my mother to treat her illness, my mother would have disappeared long ago, so I should thank you for your great kindness to our family. De, I can't finish my life!" Ling Hu's eyes were red, and his words were loud.

"Okay, let's not talk about this between our brothers, how is the aunt's condition recently?" Ling Xian asked.

Hearing this, Ling Hu's expression suddenly became sad, his head drooped, and he remained silent.

"What's the matter, tell me quickly!" Ling Xian's heart sank, and she had a bad premonition.

Ling Hu was silent for a moment, then whispered: "Originally, my mother didn't let me tell you, I was afraid you would worry, but I feel uncomfortable in my heart. My mother's situation... is not very good, she is just a mortal, and her body is weak. , plus the delay is too long, the doctor came to see it two days ago, and said that he was terminally ill, and the medicine stone was useless."

"Is the medicine stone useless..." Ling Xian frowned, his parents died since he was a child, it was Ling Hu's mother who took care of him and gave him a touch of family warmth. It's just that Ling Huniang's health has never been good. When he was seven years old, he suffered from a chronic disease. Because there was no spiritual stone at home to see a doctor, it has been delayed until now.

"Yeah, I didn't know what it meant at first, but then my mother told me that it meant no help." Ling Hu lowered his head and shed two lines of clear tears, his whole body was full of sadness.

The boy didn't cry easily, but he didn't get to the sad part.

With a long sigh, Ling Xian was also full of sadness, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted: "Huzi, don't be sad, Auntie Jiren has her own good looks and will definitely get through this difficulty."

"What else can I do?" Although Ling Hu is only fourteen years old, he has always been strong and a tough guy, but now he can't help but burst into tears. He murmured: "Three years ago, the doctor said that if there is a rejuvenation pill, it can cure my mother's stubborn disease. In the past few years, I have worked hard for people to earn spiritual stones, just want to buy one. Huichundan cured my mother's disease, but until now, I haven't saved enough spiritual stones, and my mother is terminally ill, and Huichundan is useless."

"Pill..." A flash of light flashed, Ling Xian said happily: "Huzi, I think, maybe I have a way."

"Do you have a solution?" As if the drowning man grabbed the life-saving straw, Ling Hu raised his head abruptly, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his tear-filled eyes.

Ling Xian nodded vigorously and said solemnly, "Yes, since three years ago, the doctor said that Huichun Pill was useful, now, as long as there is a better elixir than Huichun Pill, it will definitely save the aunt."

"Yeah, brother, you're still smart, my head is just a decoration, it's too stupid." Ling Hu slapped his forehead and stood up abruptly, laughing loudly. But the next moment, he sat down on the ground in despair, and said sadly: "What if there is a magic pill that can cure my mother? A rejuvenation pill, I can't afford the spirit stone that I have saved for three years, let alone buy it. Not to mention a better panacea."

His resolute face is full of helplessness, the strength of the past has all turned into weakness, the strong body seems to be weighed down by a heavy burden, curled into a ball weakly, holding his head in his hands, and repeating in his mouth 'there is no spiritual stone', 'abominable' words of this kind.

This is the misery of the poor.

In this world where even immortality was once possible, what does a mere mortal ailment count for? It's a pity that Linghu has no spiritual stone and can't afford a life-saving spiritual pill.

His talent is actually very good, but because of his mother's illness, he had to work for others to earn spirit stones, which took a lot of time. Otherwise, his current cultivation base would not only be at the third level of qi refining.

"Stand up for me! Look at how decadent you are now, are you still the tough guy I know? You have survived all these years, and now you have hope, why are you cowardly?" Ling Xian frowned, Hate the way that iron cannot become steel.

"Brother! That's not hope! That's fucking despair! A rejuvenation pill costs 3,000 spirit stones, how many spirit stones does a better spirit pill get? Fifteen hundred spirit stones, where do you want me to get the rest..." Ling Hu shouted hoarsely, until the end, it turned into a sad moan.

"Who said there is no spirit stone? You don't have it, I have it!" Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"What?!" Ling Hu raised his head sharply, his eyes fixed on Ling Xian, and he said anxiously: "Brother, do you really have it? Don't lie to me."

"When did brother lie to you? Look at what this is." Ling Xian waved his hand, and a total of 20,000 spirit stones were placed on the ground, flashing with a blurred halo.

Ling Hu stared at the hill formed by the accumulation of spirit stones in a stunned manner, with shock, joy, disbelief and other emotions in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself fiercely, Ling Hu burst into tears with joy, as if he had been hit by an evil spirit, and murmured dullly: "It's not a dream, it's true, there are many, many spiritual stones... Mother is saved, saved."

"It's 20,000 spirit stones, what's the matter? Brother didn't lie to you." Ling Xian looked at his dark face full of joy, and there was a complex emotion in his heart. There was joy and pride. The joy is that there are these Lingshi, Auntie will no longer be tortured by illness, and Linghu will no longer have to get up early, stay in the dark and desperately earn Lingshi, so he can calm down and practice well.

He is proud that he finally has the ability to help the people he cares about, let the people he wants to protect live a good life, and have the capital to settle down in this cruel world.

That feeling is really wonderful.