Chapter 1486 Ling'er Is Awesome

The artifact sword that sends you on your way safely fell from Ye Ling's hand.

The disciples and elders who were watching all thought that Ye Ling was seriously injured and exhausted, so the weapon fell out of his hand. There was nothing wrong with this speculation.

But An Lin's face became more solemn than ever before.

Sure enough, the next moment. The sword that sends you on your way safely actually moved on its own. The silver-white cold light flashed and advanced, so fast that even An Lin could not keep up.

Looking for An...

Isn't it just looking for An Lin?

Use the artifact that belongs to him, and the mysterious connection between master and disciple, to track down An Lin's traces!

Almost without hesitation, he immediately used the six divine fires, including a large holy fire, like a layer of overlapping barriers to protect him.

However, what he didn't expect was that the dagger-like artifact suddenly disappeared before touching the flame. The next moment, his hair stood on end.

The artifact dagger actually appeared in front of his face!

The sharp edge was already in front of him, and the coldness went straight through his brain.

The blood sprayed on his face by Ye Ling was emitting a faint fluctuation, which was the latent energy that could increase the power of the artifact.

So spraying blood on my face was also a foreshadowing?

At this moment, An Lin finally had a lot of enlightenment.

Ye Ling had said before that the artifact did not belong to her, but to An Lin. Now she probably wanted to use the "Search for Peace" style to return the artifact to its original owner...

Although this might be the most refreshing and unworldly way of returning items he had ever seen.

When I return the artifact to you, I will also send you on your way...

Yes, it is a sword that will truly send you on your way safely!

An Lin will be sent on his way "safely" by this sword!

"Swoosh!"

The silver-white edge cut through the void.

Then it passed through the sky like a meteor, fleeting.

The disciples only saw a flash of white light, and then An Lin's body fell backwards. They were all frightened and their eyes widened, and the female disciples were even more pale.

"Master An Lin!"

"It's over, is he shot in the head?"

"It's impossible to survive with a divine weapon piercing his head."

"Wuwuwu... An Shen finally survived, is he going to die again?"

The disciples were either lamenting or crying.

Until An Lin turned his head and glanced at the disciples watching from a distance, saying, "Please, can you not be so dramatic?"

As soon as these words came out, the disciples felt relieved.

"Master An Lin's face was covered with blood after being stabbed by the sword, but he is not dead yet. He is worthy of being Master An Lin!"

"Wasn't that blood sprayed on his face by Ye Ling?"

"Uh..."

Listening to everyone's words, An Lin used magic to wash the blood off his face.

However, on the clean side of his face, everyone actually saw a blood mark, which was slowly oozing blood. The wound was not big, as if it was scratched.

"Bing!" The phoenix seemed to realize something, and cried excitedly, waving its red-gold wings, as if celebrating.

"The face of Sect Master An Lin is injured."

"Could it be... the attack just now?"

"The move just now was used by Senior Sister Ye Ling, so she won, right?"

Even though they said this, the disciples still couldn't believe it.

An Lin had agreed with Ye Ling before that as long as he was injured and made to bleed, he would lose the competition. Now, there was a blood mark on An Lin's face...

"Thirteen minutes have passed, An Lin is injured, and Ye Ling wins this competition!" Bai Ling announced the final result of the competition in a clear and cheerful voice.

The whole martial arts arena was silent.

Then cheers resounded through the sky.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister for winning the competition!"

"She won, Senior Sister actually won!!"

"Great, this is the most inspiring and touching counterattack I have ever seen, woooo..."

"Feel proud, everyone is happy! Hahaha..."

Seeing Ye Ling being tortured so miserably, everyone expressed their happiness and excitement for her victory. When success is very difficult and hard-won, people tend to admire the successful person and silently stand in the same camp with her.

On the contrary, An Lin was awesome until the end, but was injured once, and successfully became a negative example for all the disciples...

"Dongzhen, I..." Cheng Yingxiong looked at the sexy and hot fox girl beside him, a little excited, but also a little timid and afraid.

Dongzhen patted Cheng Yingxiong's shoulders three times, shook her flaming fox tail, blinked her beautiful eyes charmingly, and smiled: "See you tomorrow."

Cheng Yingxiong was stunned at first, then he was so happy, and looked at Ye Ling with gratitude, tears in his eyes: "Sister Ye, thank you!!"

On the martial arts field.

The cheers of the crowd did not affect the two.

Ye Ling dragged her wounded body and barely stood up. She looked at An Lin with a trembling voice and said loudly, "Master, I won."

An Lin nodded gently and smiled, "Yes, Ling'er is awesome."

Ye Ling stared at An Lin in a daze, at that warm smile, at that upright body, which was not strong but very reliable and made her feel at ease.

She remembered that a hundred years ago, she learned swordsmanship and cultivation from her master in the martial arts field. Whenever she made progress, her master would praise her like this, saying that Ling'er was awesome.

Then, her master disappeared.

She could not see every progress she made.

The words of praise that she had long been accustomed to suddenly disappeared from her life. At that time, she suddenly realized that all her efforts were for the recognition of that person...

Without that person's praise, she didn't know who to tell about the joy of her progress every time. From being at a loss, to being devoted to the Tao, nurturing the soul, transforming into a spirit, returning to the void...

Along the way, how much she wanted to tell that person about all the progress she made.

How much she wanted to hear that person praise "Ling'er is awesome" again...

This dream that she never dared to tell anyone was finally realized today.

Ye Ling's eyes reflected the figure in white clothes, and she shed hot tears unconsciously.

"Hey, Ling'er, why are you crying? Is it wrong that I praised you in the wrong way?" An Lin was shocked to see Ye Ling crying.

"Puchi..." Ye Ling burst into laughter.

The girl's smile was particularly intoxicating in the sunset.

After laughing, she felt her vision blurred, her body swayed slightly, and she fell backwards.

The next moment, a breeze blew.

An Lin half-knelt on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Ling's slender waist, and held her in his arms.

"Ling'er, Ling'er, are you okay?"

An Lin looked at Ye Ling with some guilt, regretting whether he had been too heavy-handed in the previous battle.

"I'm fine... I'm just too tired... But I'm very happy. I want to rest as soon as I relax..." Ye Ling felt the warmth coming from her body, and she leaned into An Lin's arms with some attachment. Her movements and demeanor were not like those of a graceful girl at all, but more like a little girl who was attached to her big brother.

She raised her head and looked at the gradually darkening sky. There were still golden red and purple rays of light in the sky, like a gorgeous oil painting. She couldn't help but ask softly: "Master, do you like watching the sunset?"

"Hmm?" An Lin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "I like it."

"I like it too." Ye Ling smiled sweetly, breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly closed her eyes.

Familiar breath, familiar warmth.

Ye Ling in the dream seemed to have returned to the time a hundred years ago.

Every time she finished practicing sword, it was sunset, sweating profusely. An Lin would often call her out loudly at the martial arts arena: "Ling'er, let's go, Master has prepared the dishes, come home and eat."

Ye Ling would always happily rush to Master, holding his warm big hand, talking about what she had gained today, and listening to An Lin's praise, she felt that the day was complete and fulfilling.

Time passed, and the past was gone.

But fortunately, her master finally went home.

The sunset with Master by her side.

She liked it very much.