Five Hundred and Seventieth Chapters Sister

From birth to now, Lu Li has never met his parents. He has only seen his father's portrait once, but his mother doesn't even know what he looks like.

He was brought up by Lu Ling since he was a child. Lu Ling raised him, taught him how to read, and taught him the principles of life. The two have lived together for fifteen years. To Lu Li, Lu Ling is everything to him, and he is his closest relative, even Lu Renhuang can't compare.

Lu Ling suffered a lot since she was a child, and she was almost raped. In order not to be tarnished, she jumped off a cliff and broke her leg. Later, he cut off his own thigh meat and ate it raw, scaring Di Hu and others away. She recuperated silently in the deep mountains for several days, and finally climbed back to the tribe.

Later in Wuling City, in order to save him, Lu Ling died with the head of the Zhao family and was burned alive. Because she was born in the fire and phoenix, she was reborn from the ashes, but was taken away by Granny Hades. It's been more than two years since he left, and Lu Li has grown from a fifteen-year-old boy to a little over seventeen years old, and will soon be eighteen years old.

More than two years is not a long time, but to Lu Li, it feels like a few lifetimes have passed.

Hearing Lu Ling's voice at this moment, he could no longer suppress his inner emotions, his whole body trembled, and tears glistened in his eyes. Fortunately, he kept his head down, otherwise he would be noticed by others.

Even so, the old mama and the hidden guards who followed Lu Li still felt something was wrong. The hidden guards at the back were secretly on guard, with the saber in their hands raised, ready to strike at any time.

"Hoohoo~"

Lu Li took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and tried not to tremble as he said, "Saint, this matter is very important. I want to report to you alone."

"Bold!"

The old mama's eyes flashed sharply, and her body was full of murderous intent. What is the identity of a saint? Lu Li, a little scout, still wants to be alone with the saint? What is his plan?

Lu Ling didn't speak, and waved his hand after a while, and the old mother waved to the dark guard. The dark guard glanced at Lu Li and retreated, and closed the door of the side hall.

Lu Ling's calm and indifferent voice came again: "Aunt Li is mine. If you have anything to say, you can say it. Who is the traitor?"

Lu Li frowned. Lu Ling's tone was too calm and indifferent. Didn't she recognize her own voice? Otherwise, how could you be so calm?

"Something is wrong..."

Another doubt appeared in Lu Li's mind. Lu Ling is the saintess of Yunshui Temple, who holds a high position. According to Miss Seven, a group of old guys all trust her.

That being the case, why hasn't anyone been sent to Beimo to look for him in these years?

Lu Li hesitated for a while, and said, "Saint, do you remember... Dillon's tribe?"

Lu Ling inside stopped talking again, and the old lady looked at Lu Li suspiciously, as if she didn't understand what Lu Li was talking about.

After a while, Lu Ling said: "I don't remember, this is a tribe in Yunzhou? I asked you a spy, why did you say the Dilong tribe?"

"Uh!"

Lu Li was stunned, with a look of shock on his face, and Lu Ling's tone didn't look like he was pretending. Could it be that Lu Antelope lost his previous memories, or was his soul reshaped, or was his memory sealed?

Thinking that Lu Ling had never visited him in the past two years, Lu Li was even more sure. Lu Antelope should have had his memory sealed, or his soul reshaped.

He said with trembling lips, "Does the saint remember... Lu Li?"

The old nanny still had some doubts in her eyes, obviously she had never heard of this name before. The saint inside suddenly stood up, opened the curtain, looked at Lu Li suspiciously, and said, "This name... I feel very familiar, but I can't remember this person. Who is this person?"

Lu Ling came out, but his face was covered with a black veil, and only a pair of eyes could be seen. After Lu Li saw these eyes, he couldn't look away anymore. The tears in his eyes were completely uncontrollable, dripping down and hitting the white jade floor with a crisp sound.

"you……"

Lu Ling stared at Lu Li's eyes, and the look of surprise appeared in her beautiful eyes again, and she murmured, "Who are you? Why... I feel that you are so familiar, but I can't remember where I met you?"

Lu Li's tears gushed out like a river, crying like a child. He stared at Lu Ling obsessively, unable to suppress his heart, his lips trembled, and he almost wanted to call out the word "sister".

However, he glanced at the old nanny next to him from the corner of his eye, and still held back his voice, but forced a smile and said, "Actually, the saint and I have known each other for a long time, but the saint may have forgotten something, and I can't remember it." I'm coming."

Lu Li glanced at the old nanny, then at Lu Ling. Lu Ling seemed to understand a little bit, and said, "Aunt Li, you go down first."

The old nanny looked at Lu Li suspiciously, but didn't go down immediately, and said hesitantly, "Saint, this person..."

"Go down!"

Lu Ling glanced coldly, and the old mother immediately stopped talking and walked down respectfully. After Lu Ling and the others left, he glanced at Lu Li and said, "The Dillon tribe you mentioned, and that Lu Li, I feel vaguely familiar with them, but... I can't remember them. And you and I used to be together. Where have you seen it? Tell me about it.”

Lu Li didn't speak, but looked at Lu Ling with tears in his eyes and said, "Sister, I'm Lu Li, don't you recognize me?"

Lu Li has always been strong in his heart and rarely shed tears. At this moment, the tears couldn't stop flowing, he tore off all the camouflage on his face, and at the same time took out clean water to wash off the camouflage potion on his face, then looked up at Lu Ling again and said, "Sister, I'm Lu Li, Your dear brother! What's the matter with you? Why don't you know me, sister!"

Lu Ling's tender body trembled slightly, looking at Lu Li's face, a trace of pain and struggle flashed in her eyes, one hand pressed her forehead, and the other raised as if she wanted to caress Lu Li's face, trying to put Lu Li remembered.

When Lu Li saw Lu Ling's hand, he quickly moved his knees and moved all the way, knelt in front of Lu Ling, looked up at her and said, "Sister, take a closer look, I'm Lu Li, your dearest brother, what do you do?" Maybe you don't know me?"

"younger brother?"

Lu Ling yelled uncertainly, his hand trembled slightly, and it still landed on Lu Li's face. She lowered her head to look at Lu Li carefully, and stroked Lu Li's face with her hands, the look of struggle in her eyes became more intense. After a while, her delicate body suddenly trembled, feeling a little dizzy and about to fall to the ground.

Lu Li quickly stretched out his hand to support Lu Ling. He already had some understanding in his heart. Lu Ling must have been sealed by someone, and he couldn't remember the past at all. But even if the memory is sealed, he is Lu Ling's closest relative, so how could he have no memory at all?

At this moment, she must be trying her best to recall the past, and her soul wants to break the seal of memory, which is why she has a headache and feels dizzy.

"Sister, don't worry, think slowly!"

Lu Li was afraid that something would happen to Lu Ling's soul, so he quickly said, "Sister, your memory must have been sealed, so you can't remember the past. But don't worry, I will find a way to break it for you. I'm here this time to pick you up. Family, I will not let you suffer any more in the future, anyone who dares to hurt you must step on my dead body." (To be continued.) To find this site, please search for "" or enter the URL: