Chapter 65 Anger

Tianyan Mountains.

Lin Yuan was in a complicated mood. Looking at Qin Xue who was about to leave, a trace of emotion surged in his heart, making him feel heartbroken.

Although Lin Yuan has never been in love in his two lives, he knows clearly what the feeling in his heart is.

Reluctant!

That's right, the usually indifferent Lin Yuan felt a little reluctant to part with this woman whom he had only known for a few months.

"Let's go."

A sinister look flashed across Qin Shi's eyes at Qin Xue's behavior just now, but he did not stop her.

One is the direct descendant of the four major families of the Great Yan Dynasty, and the other, although from the Lin family, which is also one of the four major families, is just a descendant of a collateral branch. There is a huge gap between the two, and it is impossible for them to be together.

It was precisely because of this idea that Qin Shi did not choose to intervene in Qin Xue's actions.

"Goodbye, Lin Yuan."

A tear unconsciously appeared in the corner of Qin Xue's eyes, but she didn't notice it. She still waved goodbye to Lin Yuan with a smile.

Lin Yuan's heart was surging, but his face was calm as water, with no change.

"Three of you, I will leave first."

After Qin Xue stood on Qin Shi's magic treasure, the latter raised his hand and said goodbye to the three people beside him.

After the three of them nodded slightly, Qin Shi activated the magic treasure, a gust of wind blew up, and the two of them disappeared into the sky without a trace.

"Miss Qingzhu, since the trip to the ancient tomb house has ended, I will also return to the Lin family. I bid you farewell."

Lin Langtian looked at Ling Qingzhu eagerly with a smile on his face, like a handsome young man, pleasing to the eye.

"I hope we'll have a chance to meet again someday."

Ling Qingzhu nodded gently, and a smile appeared on her cold face.

"I hope so too."

Lin Langtian laughed, then controlled the eagle under his feet, turning it into a red light. With just a sound of the eagle's fierceness, it was already dozens of miles away.

From the beginning to the end, from the time he came out of the ancient tomb to the time he left, he never looked at Lin Dong even once.

There is no doubt that Lin Langtian is arrogant. Even though Lin Dong has reached the Form-Making Realm, it still cannot leave too many traces in his heart.

"Hmph, kid, next time, you won't be so lucky."

Wang Yan glanced at Lin Dong with pride, then turned his gaze to Lin Yuan standing beside him, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

Lin Yuan, this unknown kid, although still young, has already reached the Qi-creating realm. He can be said to be a unique monstrosity throughout the ages.

Although Wang Yan was arrogant, he was not stupid. After saying some harsh words to Lin Dong, he took off the spear in his hand, turned into a golden light, and disappeared into the sky, leaving only Ling Qingzhu, Lin Dong and Lin Yuan.

Ling Qingzhu looked at the pair of clear moos in the distant mountains. She was still cold, but underneath the coldness, there was a very faint fluctuation. After a moment, she turned around, looked at the boy, and said, "Your strength is too weak."

There was no contempt in her voice; instead, it simply stated the facts.

"No one is strong from the beginning."

Under that pair of cold eyes, Lin Dong also let out a breath and spoke slowly.

"Two years later, you still won't be Lin Langtian's opponent. Your challenge is meaningless. It's just a last-ditch effort by a loser."

Ling Qingzhu said lightly.

Hearing Ling Qingzhu's words, Lin Dong's face instantly turned gloomy. Perhaps it was some strange string in his heart that was playing tricks on him. He was able to remain calm in the face of the disdainful sneers of Wang Yan and others, but in front of Ling Qingzhu, the first woman with whom he had physical contact in his life, he could not tolerate such words.

"In two years, I will defeat him!"

Lin Dong took a deep breath, stared at Ling Qingzhu, and spoke word by word.

There was a firm belief in the boy's words. Standing beside him, Lin Yuan could deeply feel that firmness. A ripple welled up in his eyes which were as calm as water.

How many people in this world can remain calm and confident when facing a powerful enemy or even in a desperate situation?

Ling Qingzhu looked at the boy with incomparable stubbornness and determination in his eyes, and didn't know where his confidence came from. After a moment, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, turned her head and said, "The matter of the ancient tomb house must be rotten in your stomach forever. Don't spread any of it. Even you must treat it as if it never happened!"

Hearing Ling Qingzhu's voice with a hint of coldness beside his ear, for some reason, Lin Dong's blood suddenly felt like boiling, and his fists clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound. He had expected this kind of thing, but as a young man, he always had all kinds of fantasies that might seem unrealistic or even immature.

But at the same time, he also understood more clearly that Ling Qingzhu was not the kind of woman who would give her body and soul to the other person once her body was taken. This woman was too proud and arrogant in her heart. It was hard to imagine that there was a man in the world that she really liked. In her eyes, Lin Dong believed that if it were not for the matter of the ancient tomb, the two of them would never have any intersection.

Lin Dong knew all these things, but even though he knew them, it was not easy for him to accept them. Although the boy knew how to endure, he also had a strong self-esteem. He could endure the humiliation of Lin Langtian, but it was difficult for him to remain indifferent in the face of Ling Qingzhu's calm tone.

"Because I'm weak?"

"Even if you are Lin Langtian, what I said remains unchanged."

Ling Qingzhu lowered her eyes slightly and spoke in a calm tone.

"What about being stronger than Lin Langtian?

!"

Lin Dong suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Qingzhu.

Ling Qingzhu frowned slightly and said in a cold voice: "If you do this again, I will kill you right here. Don't think I can't do it!"

"You can't kill him."

A faint voice came, it was Lin Yuan.

Ling Qingzhu looked at Lin Yuan with cold eyes, frowned, and said, "You want to protect him?"

"You are like a strong ant trying to kill a growing eagle. Isn't this ridiculous?"

Lin Yuan's words were full of sarcasm.

He compared Lin Dong to an eagle and Ling Qingzhu to an ant, which deeply touched Ling Qingzhu's heart.

"Can I understand that you are looking down on me?"

Even though she was humiliated like this, Ling Qingzhu was still able to remain calm and said indifferently.

"That's about what it means. After all, there's nothing about you that's worthy of my respect, right?"

Lin Yuan's expression remained calm, as if he was stating a fact.

But it was this tone of voice that made Ling Qingzhu feel unusually furious, and a hint of murderous intent flowed out of her body.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't kill me, and you can't kill Lin Dong either.

Go back and practice hard. In a few years, you will understand that you are no different from an ant in front of me."

Lin Yuan ignored the murderous intent in Ling Qingzhu. After giving her a cold look, he turned around and walked away step by step.

Ling Qingzhu just stared at his back coldly without making any move until he disappeared...

"One day, I'll prove it to you.

I, Lin Dong, am worthy of you, I swear!"

The young man's voice was not loud, but it revealed an unshakable belief. This belief moved Ling Qingzhu slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

"I'll give you three years. If you can pass the Hundred Dynasties Conference and come before me in that time, I'll give you this opportunity."

After saying that, Ling Qingzhu turned into a green light and disappeared into the sky.

"I will, just wait for me!"

Looking at the gradually disappearing figure, the young man made a vow...