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Fengcao Min, who was still savoring the taste, felt it fade and instantly regained his composure. He watched the Spirit Pearl gradually moving away from him and immediately ran after it, cursing angrily, "Stop right there, you little bastard!"

Such a fine blood meal, where had he ever smelled such a scent before! If he let it get away, he would regret it for the rest of his life!

Only a fool would listen to you.

Lingzhu stuck out her tongue in disgust, then took out a knife from her pocket while running and cut a long and narrow wound on herself, causing more blood to flow out.

The rich aroma sent Fengzaomin even more mad. Endless greed instantly filled his mind. He now had only one thought: Eat him now! Now! Right now!!!!

The crazy Abundant Citizen used all his strength to chase Lingzhu, but before he could close the distance, an elbow hit him. It was his companion, another Abundant Citizen!

"Fuck you! Are you looking for death?!"

Looking at his angry companions, the Abundant Citizen who had made the sneak attack laughed heartily. "Haha, the aroma of that little fellow's blood is making the worms in my stomach cry out. How could I possibly let you enjoy such delicious food all by yourself? Everyone's here now."

These words startled the fallen Fengzaomin. He looked around and found that it was just as he said. His companions, who had just separated not long ago and had not had time to hunt a few people, were running towards him with the same hungry and greedy expressions.

Fuck! That kid is mine!!!

At this moment, several people from Fengrao didn't care about the feelings of their companions at all. They pulled each other's legs in the process of chasing Lingzhu, and only wanted to enjoy Lingzhu's flesh and blood with deadly temptation alone. After all... they were people from Fengrao.

Due to their greed and selfishness, Lingzhu successfully escaped into the mountains, then picked up a handful of mud and rubbed it on his body to slightly cover up his scent.

Lingzhu's little antics irritated Fengrao Min. Wasn't this kid running a little too fast?! Was this the kind of stamina someone should have at their age?!

But despite their anger, they still acted positively. Just smelling the smell drove them crazy. If they could eat it, they couldn't even imagine what kind of cosmic delicacy it would be.

"Huh...huh..."

Those guys are so annoying.

Lingzhu breathed slightly and felt the pain in his body. He frowned. The kick from the Fengraomin man before had caused considerable damage to his young body. Fortunately, he had a special physique, otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to run for so long.

Covering the slightly large wound on his arm that was inflicted in order to attract other people of abundance, Lingzhu looked solemnly at a sharp sword stuck in the floor of the temple.

As if it sensed the breath of a living person, the sword became very excited, making a slight trembling sound in the air. At the same time, some whispers appeared in Lingzhu's ears, tempting him to go over and pull it up.

The sword was originally a dead object, but now it seems to be alive. It is obvious that this sword is very strange and can be called a magic sword. The terrifying phenomena in this temple on a daily basis are caused by it.

Such a terrifying thing should not be touched at all, but now that he is being hunted, he can't care about other messes. If he doesn't find a way to deal with those guys, he and the others will die.

Lingzhu walked forward and grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, gritting his teeth and trying to pull the sword out of the ground.

The magic sword became even more excited. The moment Lingzhu was pulled out, a hint of blood red appeared in Lingzhu's eyes.

After waiting for so long, it finally found a body that allowed it to move?! It really didn't want to stay in this damn place for even a second!

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A golden color began to occupy Lingzhu's eyes. The breeze blew up his hair, and a streak of cinnabar red appeared between his eyebrows.

The magic sword, which was originally trembling with excitement, gradually slowed down, and then stopped, revealing a sense of doubt. If it had to be described in one word, it should be like this.

what?

"Hahahaha, where are you trying to escape to, you plump little brat? Just be my bloody food!"

The first wealthy man who found this place pushed it open excitedly with a wanton smile on his face.

puff!

"what?"

Feng Raomin blinked, and before he could look down to see what was happening, Lingzhu gathered all his strength and pierced into Feng Raomin's abdomen. The sword then slashed from bottom to top, splitting him in half in an instant, and blood splattered like a fountain.

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"Quick, quick, we must kill those damned monsters before they catch the child!"

The Yunqijun who had been chasing the group of Fengzao people said anxiously, praying in his heart that nothing would happen to the child, but he also knew that this idea was not realistic.

It is not difficult for Xianzhou's cloud cavalry to deal with these rich people, but when the rich people enter this relatively backward planet, it will be a powerful dimensionality reduction attack.

In this situation, it is obvious that the situation is very dangerous.

When he thought of the villagers begging with tears in their eyes to rescue the heroic child, the Cloud Rider soldier felt endless guilt. If only they could catch up earlier, this tragedy would not have happened.

Then, when they arrived near the temple and smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, they were shocked. Could it be that the group of people from Fengcuo had eaten the child?!

The raging fire burned in the hearts of the Cloud Cavalry. They swore to Emperor Gong that they would kill those damned people of Fengchou to comfort the soul of that child in heaven!!!

"You evil creatures, prepare to die... mmmmmmmm???"

If there is any word that can describe what the Cloud Cavalry is thinking right now, it can only be that.

"what?"

The Cloud Cavalry were completely dumbfounded by the scene in the temple.

They saw that the Fengrao people they were chasing had all been torn into pieces by sharp weapons. Some were cut in half, some were split in half from bottom to top, and some had their heads chopped off... There was no living Fengrao people in the entire temple, and the bloody red blood was all over the ground.

The child that the Cloud Cavalry was looking for was currently resting his knees on the chest of a Feng Choumin, with a sword stuck right in the middle of his face. There was an expression of disbelief on that face, as he had never thought that he would be killed by a child.

Lingzhu was breathing heavily. He raised his head with great effort and looked at the stunned cloud cavalrymen in front of him with indifferent golden eyes.

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Easter eggs:

Huaiyan: Haha, Lingzhu, which weapon we made for you do you like the most? Is it the Fire Spear that grandpa made for you?

Lingzhu: (shakes his head).

Huai Yan: Oh, that must be the Qiankun Circle. I see you always wear it on your body.

Lingzhu: (continues to shake her head).

Huai Yan: Let me think about it, the Hun Tian Ling is also a possibility. It looks beautiful and powerful when you use it.

Lingzhu: (still shaking her head),

Huai Yan: None of these are correct. What is your favorite weapon?

Huai Yan: ...

Huai Yan: That girl Yun Li made bricks for you? ? ? ! ! !

Lingzhu: (nods)

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This is a conceptual image of Lingzhu, but it's what it will look like when it grows up.

Image: "Lingzhu Grows Up", Location: "Images/1734464697-100398358-112459947.jpg"

I have been watching this type of Nezha since I was a child, so I still prefer this one. This picture is the most consistent with my imagination. In addition, if you have any questions about Lingzhu's mentality at the beginning, please go back and look at my initial setting.

Next, I will bring you the story of Yunli and Lingzhu. I will try my best to write it well, so stay tuned.

Honestly, this is the first time I've seen such a close vote. Previously, it was always one-sided, but this time it was so balanced I almost wondered if it was a double-cross. Why is this happening? Can you answer this question?

Also, don’t say that Ka Ma has more buildings than Yun Li. As I said before, the deadline is around 12 noon, and Yun Li has more buildings at that time. I have evidence.

Image: "The rule is 1734464747 o'clock", Location: "Images/100398358-112459947-.jpg"

Image: "Upper Yunli, Lower Kafka", Location: "Images/1734464788-100398358-112459947.jpg"

Volume 295: Two Little Kids: Chapter : Huai Yan: Good boy, call me grandpa~grandpa~

The most important construction site of Zhu Mingxianzhou - "Flame Wheel Casting Palace".

On this day, Huai Yan came here as usual to see the work of the craftsmen in the workshop.

Huai Yan is one of the longest-lived people in the Xianzhou Alliance. He is also a craftsman in the Gongzao Division and in charge of the Yanlun Casting Palace. Countless world-famous craftsmen are his disciples. One of his favorite things to do is to watch those outstanding juniors forge excellent works.

However, he did not find a craftsman that satisfied him, but instead saw a figure here that was out of tune with the bustling and clanging style of the Casting Palace.

It was a delicate long sword tightly held in the arms of a child as beautiful as a piece of jade, with an extraordinary temperament, like a spirit child born into the world. In his pair of bright golden eyes, there was a maturity that was different from his peers. Huai Yan liked the determination in his eyes.

And for some reason, he felt a sense of closeness or familiarity towards him, as if he had seen him somewhere before. But Huai Yan was very sure that before this moment, he had never seen him or anyone who looked like him. So where did that sense of closeness come from? It was really strange.

Curiosity drove Huai Yan to walk towards the child.

"Little guy, look, Master Han Guang is not here right now. Do you want us to come back later?"

The soldiers of the Immortal Boat who came with Lingzhu made a suggestion to Lingzhu, but Lingzhu shook his head and insisted on waiting for that person to arrive, which made the soldiers of the Cloud Riders a little distressed.

"Haha, what happened that made this little kid miss Han Guang so much?"

"Lord Huai Yan?!"

After seeing who was coming, the Yunqijun immediately saluted Huaiyan respectfully and said that for the people on the Zhuming Immortal Boat, Lord Huaiyan, who had lived for more than three thousand years, was undoubtedly the most respected lord.

After seeing the reaction of the Yunqi soldiers, Lingzhu turned around and looked at the old man who was even shorter than him with curiosity, and Huaiyan also smiled at him in a friendly manner.

"Sir, this is what actually happened..."

The Yunqi Army began to explain the whole story to Huaiyan.

It's a very ordinary story about the Xianzhou's Cloud Cavalry capturing the escaped Fengrao people.

However, during the escape of the Fengrao people, they barely got rid of the Cloud Cavalry for a while and wanted to find a planet to consume blood and food to recover.

As everyone knows, although the Fengrao people are now suppressed by the fairy boat, they are still strong and ferocious, and their attack on the planetary civilization with a low level of development is a dimensionality reduction attack.

Some hungry and brutal people of abundance descended upon a village on a weak planet, and a tragedy that no one wanted to see was about to happen.

But before they could kill a few people, they were attracted away by Lingzhu using the special properties of his body. Except for a few unlucky people who were caught at the beginning, most of the other villagers waited safely for the arrival of the Yunqi Army.

Then when the Cloud Cavalry found the heroic child, they were extremely surprised to find that those Fengrao people had been killed by Lingzhu. The reason why such a weak child like Lingzhu was able to kill the Fengrao people who were far stronger than him was that he relied on a Xianzhou sword that was drifted to that place and could enhance the combat effectiveness of the user.

The forger of that sword was Huai Yan's disciple, another great craftsman after Ying Xing.

Lingzhu wanted to return the sword that had protected others to its original owner personally and thank him in person. The Yunqi soldiers, who felt guilty but respected the little hero, were naturally willing to help realize this small wish.

But they didn't expect that it was such a coincidence that when they came to find Han Guang, he happened to be out, and this is when the scene just happened after the Yunqijun persuaded Lingzhu.

After hearing the whole story, Huai Yan also admired the deeds of the child Lingzhu. In that situation, he was able to make up his mind to sacrifice himself to save others. This courage and cleverness made the old man marvel and look at the child seriously.

Huai Yan's eyes were extremely gentle, and he looked at the thin child with love and heartache. Their negligence had caused the child and his fellow villagers to fall into an unexpected disaster.

"I'm sorry that you were involved in this disaster."

Facing Huai Yan's apology, Lingzhu tilted her head in confusion and asked, "The evildoers are the Fengchou people who hurt others. Why should good people apologize?"

Hearing this, Huai Yan was stunned. He didn't expect Lingzhu to say such a thing.

Then he stroked his long beard, squinted his eyes gently, and said with great admiration: "You are really an extraordinary good kid."

Although Lingzhu is young and has no parents, he has developed his own thoughts on life under the care of the villagers and his own nature. In his view, there is cause and effect for good and evil in the world, and those who do evil should be punished and those who are good should be comforted. This is very simple, but also the most rare.

Looking at Lingzhu, who looked like a porcelain doll, Huaiyan felt more and more satisfied. When one gets old, he likes to see these vigorous and hopeful descendants. It makes him feel like he can live for a few hundred more years.

"It's lucky for that brat Han Guang that the sword he forged ended up in your hands."

For many craftsmen in Zhu Ming, the objects they forge are not just objects, but also their children. If they can hand over their precious works to people who are worthy of trust, they will naturally be very happy. And if the people they hand over their works to do something admirable with their works, they will feel extremely proud.

As for Han Guang, no matter how harsh his words were, the few signs he was beginning to show were actually not worthy of his skills.

His work can be used by Lingzhu to protect others. In Huaiyan's eyes, the one who should be more fortunate is his disciple.

"Since you are Mr. Han Guang's master, handing this sword to you is the same as handing it to him personally. Please return Lingzhu to him and tell Mr. Han Guang that Lingzhu is very grateful to him."

After saying that, Lingzhu was about to hand over the sword with both hands with a serious expression. The sword was trembling slightly, as if it felt a little aggrieved and sad.

Huai Yan took a deep look at the work of his apprentice Han Guang. His profound skills allowed him to see the mystery of the sword at a glance, and he was also a little surprised by its transformation.

He was silent for a moment, then finally smiled, shook his head, and pushed the sword back.

Facing Lingzhu's puzzled look, Huaiyan said with a smile: "It would be better if you return the sword yourself. That way you can convey your feelings, right?"

To be honest, he wanted to make the decision for Han Guang and give the sword directly to Ling Zhu, but based on what he had observed of Ling Zhu's character in such a short time, he was sure that he would not agree.

"But Mr. Hanguang is not here right now, and I have nowhere else to go. I can't stay here for long."

"Who said you can't stay longer? Why don't you just stay with me and wait for Han Guang to come back?"

As soon as these words came out, the Yunqi soldiers beside him immediately looked at the kind-faced Huai Yan with surprised eyes. Oh my god, Lord Huai Yan, is this what he wants to do...

"Won't this nag the old man?"

"Oh, no, no, I like it to be lively."

Seeing Lingzhu lost in thought, the Cloud Riders quickly spoke to her, "Lingzhu, Lord Huaiyan has always been kind and helpful. It's indeed possible for you to stay with the old man and wait for Mr. Hanguang to return. It would also make it easier for you to see Mr. Hanguang and achieve your goal, wouldn't it?"

Well, this smart guy knows how to do things.