"Why would you save my daughter?"

Sikong Jing asked.

In fact, Sikongjing had wanted to ask for a long time.

Especially Lin Xun's words "I owe her" made Sikong Jing even more confused.

What exactly does he owe his daughter?

In addition, Lin Xun was actually able to withstand the pill calamity for Wangxing.

This calamity cannot be resisted except by the closest relatives.

Sikong Jing knew that the relationship between Lin Xun and his daughter would not be that simple.

"It's a long story."

Lin Xun thought for a while.

"It should be said that maybe it started with that marriage contract and the Qingtian Xuannv Technique."

"Qing Tian Xuan Nu Technique?"

Sikong Jing looked at Lin Xun in disbelief.

As the city lord of Tianji City, what is the "Qing Tian Xuannv Technique" of Sikong Realm?

This is Tianji City’s supreme secret of marriage.

As long as the essence and blood of both men and women are obtained, the contract can be made with the Qingtian Xuan Nv Technique's Qingtian rice paper.

From then on, their paths will be connected.

No wonder he can withstand the pill calamity.

Sikongjing did not expect that his father would use the last Qingtian Xuannv technique on Wang Wangxing and Lin Xun.

However, it was precisely because of this that Lin Xun saved his daughter...

Sikong Jing felt that his father must have expected this day to come, so he did this.

But why did his father say before he died, "Lin Xun was injured by the Dao and will be surrendered by the saint Jiang Qingshang"?

Doing so is tantamount to causing trouble for Lin Xun.

Unable to figure it out, Sikong Jing stopped thinking about it, but raised the wine jar and continued drinking.

Nowadays, these are no longer important.

"Boy, do you hate me?"

Putting down the wine jar, the slightly drunk Sikong Jing looked at Lin Xun.

"Back in the Wugen Secret Realm, I also participated in the battle to encircle and suppress you."

"It's not necessary." Lin Xun shook his head.

"No need?"

"Um."

Lin Xun looked directly into Sikong Jing's eyes.

"No matter before, now, or in the future, there are countless people who want to kill me. If I am killed, it will only be because of my lack of strength, so there is no resentment.

But if those people can't kill me, then they may be killed by me.

I didn't kill you at that time, mainly because if you died, the world would be in chaos and it would be very troublesome, so I left it alone.

Furthermore, I didn’t have much spiritual power left at that time, so it was really hard to say if Jiang Yuerou would take action.

So I eliminated a few people.

As for the city lord, you are the least injured, and it is indeed because of looking at the stars."

"..."

Hearing that the reason why he was the least injured in that battle was because of his daughter's fault, Lin Xun deliberately held back.

Sikong Jing felt a little uncomfortable.

"You guys are really rude when you say something."

Sikong Jing took another sip of wine with some embarrassment.

Lin Xun shook his head: "It will be easier to tell the truth at this time."

"really."

At this time, if both parties use less polite words and treat each other honestly, they will not be so tired and will be more practical.

"Take off the mask."

Sikong Jing glanced at Lin Xun.

"Don't worry, Tianji City will not trouble you again in the future, and we are not qualified to trouble you. We will not tell anyone about your appearance."

"Forget it." Lin Xun shook his head, "It's more convenient this way."

"You don't believe me?"

"No, it's some personal reasons of mine."

"Are you ugly?"

"..."

Sikong Jing waved his hand:

"If Wangxing can survive this disaster, as long as Wangxing likes it, you can get married. I don't want to care so much anymore, so my daughter and I don't give a damn what you look like."

"no."

"Not what?"

"I'm already married."

"???"

Sikong Jing was stunned for a moment, and his mind went blank. Then anger filled Sikong Jing's body, and he stood up in anger.

Sikong Jing held the wine jar in one hand and pointed at Lin Xun with the other hand, wishing he could throw the wine jar on this scumbag's head!

"You! What do you mean?!" Sikong Jing was so angry that he was a little incoherent, "You are married and you still provoke my daughter?!"

"..."

Lin Xun also understood Sikongjing's mood.

If he had known that his precious daughter was provoked by a scumbag and the scumbag got married, he would probably have shot her in the head.

But now, Lin Xun himself is the scumbag, so naturally there is nothing to explain.

Seeing Lin Xun's silent expression, Sikong Jing felt like he was holding a breath in his chest.

He really wanted to let it out, but unfortunately, the other person was his daughter's savior.

Moreover, his daughter was still lying in the room, her life or death uncertain.

What’s the point of talking about this now?

"Alas...Wangxing...Does she know about Wangxing?"

As if he had aged five hundred years in an instant, Sikong Jing sat down weakly.

"Yeah." Lin Xun nodded.

"Gudong Gudong..."

Listening to Lin Xun's answer, Sikong Jing raised his head and took a few more sips of wine.

"What kind of evil is this..." Sikong Jing wiped his face in various ways and muttered to himself.

The more I drink, the more I want to drink.

But when Sikong Jing picked up the wine jar again, Mrs. Sikong ran out of Wangxing Boudoir:

"Husband...if you don't save your senior alive, look at the stars..."

Mrs. Sikong's words were like a bomb, detonating everyone's hearts.

Before Mrs. Sikong finished speaking, Lin Xun and others stood up and rushed into Wangxing's room.

On the bed, the unconscious Wangxing kept coughing, his face became increasingly pale, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The girl's brows were tightly closed, her chest was rising and falling violently, and she looked extremely painful.

Next to Yu Wangxing is a soul lamp, and the blue flame of the soul lamp symbolizes Wangxing's life.

The fire of the soul lamp was dragged by no wind, and it became smaller and smaller.

But what is extremely strange is that Wangxing's vital signs are extremely normal, just like those of an ordinary healthy woman, but at most she is a little weak.

"Zhuling, assist grandpa in acupuncture!"
To be continued...