After Meng Li finished dealing with the world's problems in this small world, she returned to the Lingman tribe.
Asked the patriarch how long he had been away, the patriarch said it was not too long. He didn't know the specific time because he never deliberately counted time.
Qingqing is not well yet, neither failed nor successful.
Meng Li waited patiently.
I don't know how much time passed, but Meng Li fell asleep waiting beside her. Suddenly, her eyes were illuminated by a soft red light. She immediately woke up and looked at the asking vine.
That soft red light emanated from her whole body, and at the same time its vines were still spreading rapidly, looking gorgeous and spectacular.
Wu Xiang emerged from the clan leader's body. Meng Li glanced at him and said with a smile:
"Do you care more about asking questions?"
Wu Xiang didn't know what was wrong with his brain, so he suddenly said to Meng Li:
"Woman, are you jealous?"
Only then did Meng Li focus on him again, and asked in slight surprise: "What's wrong with you?"
The words left his mouth but he couldn't take them back. Wu Xiang said with some embarrassment:
"It's okay, it's just that this word suddenly crossed my mind."
Meng Li raised his eyebrows: "Okay."
The fact is that the only thing that can make Wuxiang care a little bit is asking for love.
He will only come out if there is something wrong with Qingqing.
"Clan leader, what's going on with Wenqing?" Meng Li couldn't help but ask as he watched the light around Wenqing wax and wane.
The patriarch pondered for a moment and said seriously:
"have no idea."
Meng Li: "..."
Everyone just waited patiently. When the clan leader saw that Meng Li kept staring at him, he said, "Don't be anxious."
"Her energy fluctuates so much that her success or failure depends on it."
Meng Li felt that the patriarch's words did not seem to have any comforting effect, but he didn't say anything.
All we can do is continue to wait.
A lot of time passed, and both Meng Li and Wu Xiang stared at Qing Qing.
The light around Wenqing changed, from strong to weak at the beginning, gradually becoming stable, and then the light gradually faded, until finally it lost its light.
Meng Li and Wu Xiang were both speculating on whether she had succeeded in stimulating her talent, and the clan leader was silent as well, seemingly unable to judge.
Then Wenqing transformed into a human form, went straight to Meng Li, threw herself into Meng Li's arms, and shouted sweetly:
"Ali."
Meng Li took her in his arms and asked, "I know you are by my side, but I can't see you at this critical moment."
"Of course your matters are more important. I can't wait." Meng Li rubbed her little head.
There seemed to be no change in the inquiry this time. Meng Li didn't know whether she was successful, but he felt that she was a little anxious when he asked now.
"Thank you, Ali." Wenqing nuzzled into her arms.
Meng Li just laughed.
Both of them fell into silence. It was better to ask questions in a shallower way. They couldn't help it and asked Meng Li:
"Ali doesn't even want to know whether he succeeded?"
Meng Li: "I want to know."
"Then why didn't you ask?" Qingqing asked doubtfully.
Meng Li stroked Wenqing's head with his palm, saying that he didn't want to put pressure on Wenqing.
But the words were not spoken.
"I might let A Li down." Wenqing raised her eyes and met Meng Li's eyes.
Meng Li stared at her and saw that although there was a disappointed expression on her face, there was a strange emotion in her eyes.
She understood immediately, laughed out loud, and reached out to pat her back:
"Little thing, have you learned to lie to others?"
"Ah! Ah Li, how could you tell?" Wenqing pouted, feeling annoyed that she had not deceived Meng Li.
Meng Li said angrily: "You are considered my adopted child, how can I not know about you?"
"Humph!" Wenqing broke away from Meng Li's arms and sat down beside Meng Li. Then her little body was picked up by Meng Li again and she sat on Meng Li's lap. She stretched out her hand and gently He gently pinched Wenqing's chubby cheek and asked:
"Aren't you happy yet?"
"Oh..." Wenqing pouted.
Meng Li held Wenqing tighter with his arms: "Okay, I was wrong."
"I should cooperate with you."
"You're right..." Wenqing pretended to be angry, but when Meng Li admitted her mistake, she panicked again and said quickly:
"I shouldn't have thought about teasing you. I was wrong. Forgive me." She glanced at Meng Li cautiously.
Meng Li: "I'm not even angry with you."
"It's a great joy for you to have inspired your talent. It's normal for you to be happy and want to make fun of me."
"You're so kind." Qingqing said.
Meng Li pressed his face against Wenqing's face. Wenqing's face was a little hot, probably because of his excitement.
"Qingqing, did you succeed?" the clan leader asked.
Wenqing immediately looked over, then glanced at Meng Li. Meng Li let go of her, and she jumped down, walked to the clan leader, bowed seriously, and said:
"Thanks to the care and cultivation of the clan leader, I can successfully activate my talent. I will remember this kindness in my heart and will definitely repay it."
The clan leader sighed: "You are from my clan. As the clan leader, I should cultivate you with all my heart. It is my duty and my mission. I don't need you to repay me. I just hope that you will remember that you are from the Lingman clan and treat yourself as a clan leader." Think of it as a member of the Lingman clan."
The patriarch's words had a deeper meaning, and everyone present understood them, including asking for love, and she naturally understood them too.
"I will." She nodded and added:
"I will treat this place as my second home besides Alina."
"That's very good." The patriarch was satisfied with the answer to the question, and he asked again: "Then do you know what talents you have inspired?"
"If you don't know, I can help you identify it and teach you how to use it."
Speaking of this, her questioning expression was a bit mysterious. She stuck out her tongue and said, "Chief, I told you not to laugh at me."
"Say it." The patriarch responded to her gently.
Qing Qing said: "I don't know if it's my illusion, but I feel... I seem to have inspired two talents."
"What?" The clan leader was a little shocked: "Dual talents?"
"Well..." The voice that asked Qing was not very confident.
"Two original powers?" the patriarch asked.
Qingqing still hummed weakly.
"It seems like this. If it's not like this, patriarch, don't laugh at me. And A Li, don't laugh at me." She looked at Wuxiang again:
"You are not allowed to laugh at me either."
Wuxiang's voice was calm: "Are you still shy?"
Qingqing's hand pinched the corner of his clothes: "Why am I not afraid anymore? If it weren't for dual talents, you should think I'm exaggerating."
Meng Li said:
"Okay, don't be embarrassed. Even if you don't, we won't laugh at you."
"But seriously?" Wenqing asked weakly.
With a smile in his eyes, Meng Li hummed firmly, Wu Xiang lazily hummed, and the patriarch said kindly: "Child, don't worry now."
"Come, let me see your talent."