Xia Yuanqiu collected the Soul Refining Cauldron, and Zhu Lin also cleaned up the house, but Qian Cang Ling still stood in the same place, silent, as if thinking about something.
Zhu Lin walked up to him and asked softly: "Master, what are you thinking about?"
Qian Cangling looked sideways at the young and energetic Zhu Lin beside him, and suddenly asked: "You heard it just now, right? This monster keeps saying that it wants to seize my body and lead the demons from the demon world straight into Kunlun. Where do they get the confidence? ? Is my Qian Cang Ling’s body so easy to take away in their eyes? Or is there some hidden secret that I don’t know about? "
It has to be said that Qian Canngling is really smart. With just a few understatement conversations, he found the language flaws and grasped some tricks.
Zhu Lin remained silent and looked at his mother. He didn't know what he said. Should he tell the leader? What would the leader think if he knew about it? Is that acceptable
Xia Yuanqiu said: "Lin'er, there are some things that shouldn't be talked about by us, but now this situation can no longer be delayed. The Qian leader also has the right to know. Besides, there are some things that we have to be mentally prepared for in advance. It’s better than when the situation comes to an end and everything is in chaos!”
Qian Cangling was shocked: "Do you know?"
Zhu Lin shook his head: "We are just guessing. Whether it is true or not, we won't know until tomorrow night."
"Speak quickly!" Qian Cangling's heart was beating wildly. Zhu Lin's eyes were extremely serious and dignified. This was Zhu Lin he had never seen before.
Zhu Lin relayed everything he learned from his grandfather to Qian Canglin. Seeing Qian Canglin's face getting paler, he hurriedly said: "What exactly happened will be revealed tomorrow night. It may not be true. Maybe It’s possible that we guessed wrong.”
Qian Cang Ling staggered to the bedside and sat down, holding the small table beside her tightly with her hands. Her nails were deeply embedded in the solid wood tabletop, and her bones were pale.
He shook his head, his voice painful and sad: "It turns out it's true, it turns out all this is real. I thought it was just a nightmare, a nightmare that has entangled me all my life. It turns out this is not a nightmare, it's all real."
Zhu Lin hurriedly asked: "Master, what did you say? What kind of nightmare?"
Qian Cangling raised his head and looked at Zhu Lin with a very confused look in his eyes: "I have been having a recurring nightmare, dreaming that I have turned into a monster, a monster whose body is covered with animal hair and has sharp nails. It just wants to bite people and drink blood. monster."
"I have had this dream since I was very young, and I have to have it once a month. Every time I wake up, I am covered in cold sweat, and my whole body is exhausted. Until I was thirty years old, my master got a piece from nowhere. Baby, he put the baby under my pillow and told me not to take it out and that I must sleep on this pillow every night. From then on, I rarely had such nightmares. Every time I had a nightmare, It was all because I didn't go back to my room to sleep and was far away from that treasure that I had another dream. But it was not as strong as it was when I was a child, so I didn't take it to heart anymore. Now that I hear what you said, I understand everything. .”
The master brought him into Kunlun and taught him how to practice magic. He must have used great strength to suppress his beastly nature that would break out every month. Only then could he maintain his reputation. Otherwise, how could he gain a foothold as an orc? Kunlun, even in the end, the master even passed the position of head to him.