Chu Lin looked at the torrent of steel rapidly disappearing from the horizon, secretly admiring that Ziyue should have put a lot of thought into forming this team...
In the Lingtu tribe, after Ziyue and the armored army left, the cloud that was suppressed on the Lingtu tribe gradually dissipated. The girls of the Lingtu tribe became active again, laughing and laughing. people.
"Master Chu Lin, is that Zijiang really your friend? It looks so majestic."
"Well, Master Chu Lin is also very good..."
Aunt Ling looked at Chu Lin, who was surrounded by the children, smiled faintly, patted Ulan next to her, and sighed slightly, as if she had made some decision.
The silver moon hangs high, and the cold moonlight is sprinkled on this floating island.
Chu Lin's eyes closed slightly, he was quietly immersed in his cultivation, and the gene energy between the heaven and the earth was quickly sucked into his body by Chu Lin.
At the time of Chu Lin, in the courtyard, a crept girl cautiously walked towards Chu Lin, her small hand squeezed tightly, and her heart was very nervous.
The silver light poured down, and the girl was Wulan.
It was obviously a short ten meters, but she seemed to have walked for a long time, and the temperature in her body was sucked away by the cool breeze in the night.
After a long time, Wulan made up her mind, because the genetic energy fluctuation of the person in that room was slowly weakening. Once the person fell asleep, her mission today would have failed.
After thinking about the miserable experience of the Lingtu clan and his mother's instructions, Ulan took a deep breath, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and finally no longer doubted, stepped forward and knocked on the door gently.
"Master Chu Lin..."
"Ulan, come in." Chu Lin sighed lightly.
Ulan squeezed her fist, tightened her body, and gently applied force. The door creaked open, a beam of silvery white moonlight poured into the room, and she closed the door nervously.
Although Chu Lin was helpless, he couldn't keep the girl in the air forever, and opened her eyes after finishing her work. The girl was still very tight, her eyes and heart were panic.
"Ulan, something?" Chu Lin sat motionless.
Ulan still clenched her fists, struggling with something in her heart.
Chu Lin shook his head, "Your mother asked you to come?"
"Ok... "
According to the timing of Wulan's appearance and the situation of Wulan, even if she didn't speak, Chu Lin immediately knew what was going on, and it must be Aunt Ling who wanted to protect the Lingtu clan forever.
"I, I..." Ulan hesitated.
"Sit down." Chu Lin patted the empty seat next to him, "You are from the Molten Realm, and Man Rou would be unhappy if he knew you were like this."
Ulan’s eyes were sparkling, "This has nothing to do with my mother, but also my own wish..."
Chu Lin nodded lightly, looked at her and continued speaking.
"Our Lingtu clan was not weak before. At that time, we just lived peacefully and peacefully, and never worried that someone would rob the village and the clan would become someone else’s spoils..."
Chu Lin looked at the girl whose voice was getting weaker and weaker and could cry at any time, and sighed. It was too heavy for Aunt Ling to put the family's crisis on a girl.
"If Master Chu Lin is unwilling to agree, I will wait outside for a day, and I will make it clear to my mother..."
Chu Lin smiled lightly, and sent a tissue to the girl who was already crying, "My hometown is a small inconspicuous planet in the Canglan Realm. There, any ordinary animal tide can kill me. The homeland is flooded, and I am just an ordinary warrior..."
As Chu Lin Huanhuan said, Ulan listened closely, the tears in her eyes gradually stopped, and she was also slightly shocked. She couldn't think of this genius who was so humble and had such a complicated past.
"I have been killing all the way from the end of my life, killing countless people who wanted to murder me, and also guarding many companions and friends. In this cold interstellar world, if you want to protect your relatives, you can only use your own power. Lift it up!"
"You started far higher than me. At this age, you have a level of rebellion. If you put it in our Blue Star, you will be an extremely powerful top genius. Therefore, don't be afraid of the future. Cultivation is the right way."
"Ok... "
Ulan blinked her teary eyes and looked at Chu Lin sincerely, "Can I really do it?"
"Of course!" Chu Lin smiled lightly.
Ulan took a deep breath and seemed to have made another decision. There was a warm fire flashing in his eyes, and his fists were pinched, "I know what I should do."
Ulan then smiled relievedly: "No wonder Sister Manrou, who is very angry, likes you so much."
"Hehe, Man Rou and I are just friends," Chu Lin explained.
Ulan looked at Chu Lin, "Master Chu Lin, thank you for your encouragement. What you said is very reasonable. Only by being strong can the Lingtu tribe survive. If there is no courage, there will be no hope forever. ..."
Chu Lin nodded lightly, Ulan blinked, and hugged Chu Lin. Then he ran out of the room like a gust of wind, "Master Chu Lin, rest early, I'm leaving now."
After all, Ulan closed the door gently and left, full of firm confidence.
Chu Lin was silent for a while, and poured chicken soup on the silly girl. The original weakness in that girl's heart seemed to have completely disappeared, and he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
Chu Lin can go to this day, but it is more than just unremitting efforts. He has a lot of opportunities along the way. The gifts of many benefactors and elders, and the risky competition at the crisis, so many points are indispensable.
However, I still hope that girl can go on the right track. After all, he regards Ulan as a friend, and he still has to help if he can help. He doesn't want Ulan to be an accessory to anyone and shame himself.
In the Dazhai of the Lingtu clan in the middle of the night, Ulan galloped dexterously on the narrow streets, and then broke into the lobby of the clan out of breath. In this room, Aunt Ling and some other elders gathered here. .
"Ulan?" Aunt Ling was taken aback when she saw the girl.
The other elders also had their eyes intertwined, and they didn't say anything, and they all knew what Ulan had arranged tonight.
"Hmph, I just said, this method is useless, it will cause me to lose face in front of Master Chu Lin." Ulan grunted angrily.
Aunt Ling's eyes were dim, and then she sighed and shook her head, her tone gradually sad, "It's the bad life of our Lingtu tribe"
"I've decided, I'm going to the Clan Yin Temple!" Ulan said affirmatively.
This sudden sentence made everyone in the lobby stunned, and then stared blankly, only to see that Ulan's eyes were firm, not as weak as in the past.
"I have to try it once. Even if I die inside, it's worth it!" Ulan looked straight at Aunt Ling, "There should be one last chance at the Clan Yin Temple. We can't wait any longer, otherwise the Lingtu clan will be forever. Let me try it if it’s declining!"