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Chapter 479
Because of fear, Zixi Wanhua's whole body trembled uncontrollably, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes stared at Rong Ling's location in horror, he looked like he had seen a ghost, and he was speechless with his mouth open.

Shangguan Ming looked at Zisaliva Wanhua's shocked and terrified eyes, and his suspicious eyes also looked at Rong Ling.

"Is this an illness?" Rong Ling sat up from his seat, and walked up to Zixi Wanhua one step faster than Ximen Leng, with a concerned expression on his face.

Zixi Wanhua's whole body trembled violently, and his mouth was opened wide, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't speak.

"Let Wei'an come in and have a look at him." Seeing that Zisaliva Wanhua's condition was getting worse, Ximen said with a frown.

Rong Ling slowly straightened his eyes, glanced at Zixi Wanhua with eyes as calm as ancient wells, and nodded coldly to Ximen.

Zisaliva Wanhua fell ill suddenly, and the conversation had to end. Before Shangguan Ming had time to ask about Wen Xin, whether there would be sequelae of burning soul.

He looked at Rong Ling with deep eyes.

If he read correctly just now, Zisaliva Wanhua was afraid, what was he afraid of?
Are you afraid of Rong Ling?

Seeing Shangguan Ming looking at him, Rong Ling was stunned on purpose, and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Shangguan Ming shook his head at him, looking at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"It's rare that you care about people." After finishing speaking, Shangguan Ming stared at Rong Ling again, took huge steps, and left the room in a few steps.

Inside the room, Ling didn't blink his eyes, watching Shangguan Ming's leaving back, his hands beside him were clenched into fists.

What did you mean by what you said just now? Do you doubt him?

Zisaliva Wanhua didn't know what the disease was, so Wei'an straightened his body with spiritual energy.

Sitting by the bed, Wei An frowned, pursed her lips and said nothing for a long time.

Slowly lowering Zixi Wanhua's hand, her frown deepened.

"I can't find the reason. He is in good health and is not sick, but he can't talk." Everyone in the room was stunned, what does it mean just can't talk.

"What kind of strange disease is this?" Ximen asked coldly, his eyes widened suddenly, and he asked anxiously, "Is it the same as Lu'er back then, couldn't Lu'er also be unable to speak?"

After Ximen Leng finished speaking, Shangguan Ming opened his mouth, then looked at Rong Ling and closed his mouth, not saying anything about Lu'er's ability to speak.

Wei An nodded with a serious expression. "Yes, the symptoms are exactly the same as those in the past, and he seems to have been frightened. If I hadn't treated him in time, he might have been frightened to death."

Frightened, everyone in the room was at a loss.

"Could it be that he saw a ghost alive, and nothing happened in the room at that time, why he was frightened out of nowhere." An Yi couldn't figure it out, and asked with a bitter face, frowning.

This question hovered in everyone's mind, and only Shangguan Ming had the answer in his heart.

Wei'an stood up, looked at Rong Ling after hesitation.

"I know what you want to ask me. It wasn't my fault that Wu'er couldn't talk back then. I didn't have that ability yet." Rong Ling looked unhappy, and looked at Wei An with displeasure in his voice, and told Wei An what he was about to say. stuck in the throat.

Wei An's face flushed red, and she quickly explained.

"I don't suspect that you did it, I just want to know if you have a way to make him speak, and his current condition has lost his six gods and five gods, and he can't even maintain the most ordinary sanity." Wei An suddenly paused Come down, secretly took a deep breath and asked Rong Ling.

"Is there anything you can do to wake him up?"

Hearing that Rong Ling was not angry, he turned his eyes to Shangguan Ming and asked him. "You also think that I have a way. You think it's because I'm desperate to save you, or you think I'm a flower god."

Looking at Rong Ling's injured and painful eyes, Shangguan Ming didn't respond to him immediately, but asked him in a very shallow voice.

"Du'er really couldn't speak back then."

Hearing this, Rong Ling was stunned for a moment, the gentle smile on his face disappeared, and with a cold face, he said in a self-deprecating voice: "Even you don't believe me, that's all, you can think what you like."

Rong Ling looked at the people in the room with a hurt expression. "Anyway, in your eyes, I am the flower god for a day, and I will be the flower god for the rest of my life. I usually guard against me more or less. Now let me tell you, there is no need to be like this. Who do you think the flower god is? Does he not know what he wants to know?"

Rong Ling flicked his sleeves violently, and left the room with a frosty face.

Seeing the back of Rong Ling leaving, Wen Xin touched Guan Ming with a little uneasiness.

"Don't you need to chase him? If everyone doesn't believe him, he will definitely be sad."

Shangguan Ming grabbed Wen Xin's hand and held her tightly with his big hand.

"No, it's human nature for everyone to be wary of him, and time will prove everything." Shangguan Ming said in a low voice, with a complicated look in his eyes.

Rong Ling has never been a person who cares about others. His character is indifferent or even ruthless. The life and death of others is not important to him. Just now in the study he showed concern for Zisaliva Wanhua.

Zisaliva Wanhua saw him being frightened like this again, which really made people have to doubt it.

Shangguan Ming was not going to persuade Rong Ling, and everyone acted as if nothing had happened.

In the morning, Zixi Qianxi's eyes were red, and there were still wet tears on his face. With an angry expression, holding a long sword, he rushed into the yard with a murderous look.

When An Yi saw this, they quickly stopped him.

There was the sound of swords colliding in the courtyard, and Wen Xin was frightened.

"Did the Flower God call?"

Wei An was drinking tea and couldn't help but spit out the tea. Seeing Wen Xin's worried face, she hurriedly replied: "You think too much, how could the God of Flowers call you?"

If Flora calls like this, then he is not Flora.

As soon as they left the room, Wen Xin and the others heard An Yi's angry voice.

"What the hell are you going crazy with today? Are you sick?" An Yi growled angrily, and raised his long sword in his hand, Zi Sali Qian Strike's sword suddenly flew into the sky.

An Yi withdrew the sword with a cold face, and looked at the fierce and merciless Purple Salivary Thousand Strikes, which made a killing move as soon as it came.

"What's the matter? Can't you talk about it? You have to do it." Obviously everyone was fine yesterday, secretly wondering.

The long sword in Zixi Qianxi's hand was thrown flying, his eyes were bloodshot with terror, looking at Shangguan Ming and the others, wishing to peel them and eat them.

"Speak well, the hatred of killing one's father is irreconcilable, how can you tell me to speak well." Zi Sali Qianxi suddenly roared, his standing body trembled uncontrollably, with a desperate and sad expression.

These people in front of him are all strong in martial arts, what can he do to avenge his father.

The revenge of killing the father, everyone was taken aback when they heard the roar of Zixi Qianxi.

"What revenge for killing your father, your father was fine when we left yesterday, what's going on?" An Yi withdrew his long sword with a puzzled expression on his face.

Zi Sali Qianxi looked at An Yi sadly and angrily, then shifted his eyes from An Yi to Shangguan Ming, and said bitterly: "Stop pretending, you didn't know what you said to my father yesterday, which made him fall ill. This morning when my father saw me, he struggled a few times and blood was left in seven holes, and he died of exhaustion."

Zisaliva Qianxi swept everyone in the courtyard with vicious eyes like a poisonous snake, and his voice was piercing. "You dare to say that my father's death has nothing to do with you, if you didn't kill my father, who else would it be?"

"I only hate that I am not skilled in martial arts, so I can't personally kill you to avenge my father."

(End of this chapter)