"Yun'er, you did a good job! My father is very pleased!"

Ling Xiao suddenly put down his chopsticks, stood up, leaned over, raised his hand and patted Ling Yun on the shoulder, and then sat down again.

After saying what he should say in one breath, Ling Xiao's simple action moved Ling Yun very much.

This is from my father’s recognition!

What else should I say between father and son? No need at all! One action is enough!

Next, after a silence, Ling Xiao and Ling Yun began to have a peaceful meal.

"Come on, try the fish that Aunt Dong stewed for you. This is what Ma Liu bought today, it's so fresh!"

Dong Ruolan walked out of the kitchen, carefully brought a pot of fish over and placed it on the dining table.

Her eyes were a little red, but her face was full of spring breeze. She said to Ling Yun: "It's just that Aunt Dong doesn't know what flavor you like, so she made it according to your father's usual taste."

"Thank you Aunt Dong, I can taste any kind of taste."

Ling Yun said, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large piece of fish, tasted it first and said, "It's really fresh, it's really delicious!"

This is not Ling Yun flattering. Dong Ruolan's cooking skills are really useless. Ling Yun praised it endlessly.

Dong Ruolan smiled: "Then you guys eat it, I'll make another stewed chicken with mushrooms..." As she said that, she turned around and left.

Seeing Dong Ruolan busy, Ling Yun felt uncomfortable, and he hurriedly said, "Aunt Dong, you see that there are so many dishes, enough food, so don't be busy, sit down and eat together."

"Aunt Dong is happy today, so I will treat you specifically. Have a meal."

Dong Ruolan said a word and ran back to the kitchen with another gust of wind.

The father and son in the living room looked at each other, without saying a word, and began to eat fish silently.

"Father, Aunt Dong is such a good woman."

Suddenly, after Ling Yun swallowed the food in his mouth, he threw away his chopsticks and said to Ling Xiao, but this time he used the message to enter the secret.

Ling Xiao was silent and nodded after a while: "Yes, it's rare, but unfortunately..." It was also a message to the secret.

"My mother will definitely not blame you."

Ling Yun couldn't help but throw out what he had been trying to say, and then said, "I can't resist my life, why are you a saint?"

Ling Xiao was silent again, and he was silent for a long time.

"Boy, eat your meal! So many dishes can't block your mouth?!"

Ling Xiao did not answer, and simply showed the majesty of his elders again.

"hey-hey……"

Ling Yun smiled and said tentatively: "How about I go find Xingchen and go to my mother's place to apply for you?"

Of course, this mother is Yin Qingxuan.

"Bang!"

Ling Xiao couldn't hold back his face. He put down his chopsticks heavily and stared at Ling Yun and said, "You dare!"

"Okay, okay!"

Ling Yun had to admit defeat: "Is it okay if I don't say it? Let's change the topic."

He changed his tone and said seriously: "Father, you can't suppress your state anymore, right?"

"This is almost the same." Ling Xiao picked up the chopsticks again: "Indeed, I can't hold back any longer. Since I broke through to the peak of the sixth level of the innate level, after listening to your suggestion, I have never deliberately practiced the Xuanhuang scriptures of our Ling family."

After such a long period of recuperation, Ling Xiao's body has been completely restored, including the old diseases and hidden dangers, and he has long been completely eliminated. He does not dare to practice the Xuanhuang True Sutra at all, because this Xuanhuang True Sutra is a practice method. As long as he practices, he will inevitably break through the realm and directly enter the late stage of the innate stage.

"After the meal, let's go to the dungeon to take a look?" Ling Yun carefully put forward his thoughts.

However, Ling Yun was undoubtedly worried this time.

Ling Xiao did not have the struggle or excitement he imagined. He looked very calm and just nodded slightly: "Yeah, it should have been like this long ago."

"After finishing the meal, I'll call you Auntie Bluebird, let's go there together."

At this moment, Ling Yun was almost shouting in his heart. He seemed to be afraid that Ling Xiao would suddenly change his mind, so he nodded and said, "Go and go!"

...

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ling Xiao and Ling Yun and his son walked out of the yard shoulder to shoulder with Dong Ruolan's eyes and headed straight for the eighth-level courtyard of the Ling family.

"Everyone from the Ling family came to the backyard."

On the way to the Ling family dungeon, Ling Yun decisively ordered and called on everyone in the Ling family to gather in the eighth level courtyard.

"Brother Ling, Yun'er."

When they passed the seventh courtyard, Blue Bird had already been waiting in the courtyard. When they saw Ling Xiao and his son coming, they immediately smiled and said hello.

At this moment, all the Ling family members who were familiar with the matter already knew that Ling Xiao and his son were going to kill Sikong Tu.

"Auntie Bluebird, let's go."

So the three of them quickly arrived at the eighth level courtyard, entered the Ling family dungeon, and went straight to the room where Sikongtu was imprisoned.

Paul, who was guarding the dungeon, welcomed him: "Boss."

"A man isn't dead yet?"

Because Ling Yun had to wait for Ling Xiao to get rid of the inner demon, he decided to let Sikong Tu live for ten more days, but to this day, he had lived for half a month.

Paul nodded respectfully and said, "I'm not dead yet."

Sikong Tu was indeed not dead yet, but he had been tortured to death. He was nailed to the wall of the dungeon, with his head disheveled and covered in rotten sores. Now he was just hanging his breath, and he was not willing to survive or die.

As if he noticed someone coming in, Sikong Tu raised his head with a low lowered head and tried to lift it. After seeing the three people in front of him, his eyes showed a look of madness and his body struggled desperately.

Unfortunately, his chin was taken off and he couldn't speak at all.

Ling Xiao entered the room and looked at Sikong Tu in front of him, with a very calm expression.

"Sikongtu, tonight, I, Ling Xiao, will kill you with my own hands and take you on your way."

Hearing this sentence, Ling Yun turned his head and said to Paul, "Take him out."

Now, there is no need to say much, and everything you say is nonsense.

In this way, Ling Yun and the other two quickly left the Ling family dungeon again, and Paul followed closely behind them with Sikong Tu.

After leaving the dungeon, the eighth-level courtyard of the Ling family was already full of people. Except for Ling Yong, everyone in the Ling family came, and even Tang Meng and Tie Xiaohu appeared in the yard.

Of course, this kind of scene is definitely not suitable for Zhang Ling and Chi Xiaoqing and the others to watch. Ling Yun had already advised him to let Cao Shanshan stay in the front yard with them.

"Damn, what's this thing?"

Sure enough, even though Tang Meng experienced the tragic battle at Villa No. 1 in Qingshui City, when he saw Sikong Tu, who was thrown out like a living ghost, was still so scared that he closed his eyes and retreated directly behind Tie Xiaohu.

Sikong Tu looks so scary now. There is no place in his body, full of holes and flesh, and his skin is rolling up. It is so disgusting and disgusting that it seems to be.

Fortunately, Paul is a blood clan, so he doesn't care about this.

"This is the great enemy of our Ling family, Sikong Tu, or Sikong Wuji's father."

Ling Yun said Sikong Tu's identity lightly, not only answering Tang Meng, but also informing everyone in the yard.

As he spoke, he released his true energy and turned into a true energy hand. Then he used his mind to activate it, and with a click, he installed Sikongtu's jaw.

Ling Lie strode out. He was tall and mighty. At this moment, his hair and beard were wide open. He nodded at Ling Xiao and Ling Yun first, then lowered his head and shouted at Sikong Tu: "Sikong Tu, you provoked the black and white gangs back then and bullied my Ling family. Have you ever thought that there would be today?!"

“Hahahahaha…”

When Sikongtu heard Ling Lie's questioning, he tried hard to adapt to his newly installed chin, and then lay on the ground and laughed wildly.

Now, Sikong Tu just wants to die quickly. He knew that the deadline was coming tonight and had no scruples.

"Ling Lie! Ling Xiao!"

"You said I was sowing the black and white people? I was so laughing to death. I admit that the people of the Demon Sect were indeed sowed by me, but do you know who was sowed by those who were on the right path?!"

"Today I will tell you that it is the head of your Ling family, your Ling Lie's eldest son, your Ling Xiao's eldest brother, Ling Zhen!"

Sikong Tuqiang took a breath and exploded the shocking secret. Then he twisted his neck hard, trying to observe the reactions of the Ling family after hearing this.

However, he was disappointed in an instant. After hearing this, the people of the Ling family were very calm. His words did not cause any trouble with the Ling family.

"What?! Are you all deaf?!"

Sikong Tu couldn't believe that he told such a big secret before he died, but after hearing this, the Ling family had no reaction.

"What I said is true! If you don't believe it, you can check it out, 18 years ago..."

Ling Yun stepped forward, looked down at Sikongtu, and interrupted him with a sneer: "No need to say, we have known this a long time ago."

"What?!"

Sikong Tu was shocked. He never expected that his death-ending blow to the Ling family would completely lose its effect.

"This secret has been in your heart for a long time, right? It's a pity that you've been wasting your efforts."

Ling Yun smiled indifferently, then thoughtfully moved, took a long knife from Taixu ring and handed it to Ling Xiao beside him.

Ling Xiao lifted his sword and looked at Sikong Tu who was shocked on the ground. His eyes were calm.
To be continued...