Chapter 684: Who is Ling

Seeing that the boy closed his eyes again, he returned to his indifference and did not intend to make any response. Song Ye opened and closed his eyelids and had a sharp Swiss army knife in his hand.
The white knife edge was against the boy's neck, and there was a stinging cold.
"I'll give you another chance, who is Ling Yin?" Song Ye's voice was light and unhurried, just like talking about the weather, but the knife in his hand was politely entered into the teenager. The skin.
A trace of red blood shed and looked startling on fair complexion.
But the boy still said nothing, not even moving his eyebrows.
In the case of multiple fractures throughout the body, he can stay awake without changing his face, and Song Ye feels that even cruel torture may not be useful to him.
Since there is no clue, it can only ...
killed.
Song Ye is a person who will do it when he thinks about it. So far, the blood on his hands is innumerable, and he will not hesitate to kill anyone.
The knife edge progressed in an instant, with some effort on the hand, the sharp blade could cut off the aorta with just one more minute.
But at this moment, the young man swung his head, opened his eyes with a brush, and a pair of black and faint eyes slammed into Song Ye's eyes.
Song Ye only felt that her head was humming with a buzzing sound, and her pain was like a needle stick. Her vertigo was intense after a while. Her shape was unstable and she stepped backwards a few steps, but she couldn't shake the nausea and faint anyway. And, worst of all, she felt tiredness coming.
Damn, it just happened to be a drowsiness problem at this time.
She whispered inwardly, her body flickered behind a large rock, then she got into the space in a blink, and then completely lost consciousness.
When the body woke up again, Song Ye found that the sun was shining outside, the water pool was restored to be clear, the waterfall was still a familiar booming sound, and the boy had disappeared for a long time.
She rubbed her sore eyebrows, and was annoyed with the genetic disease. If not for the onset, she could at least get more clues from the teenager.
Now Qin Zhan has no whereabouts, but her true face is exposed. Inside the seven major families, I do n’t know if she has begun to search her whereabouts.
She touched the necklace on her neck, looking at the bright red in it, a little under her heart.
Buzzing, just at this time, the annunciator reacted. After touching her ear, she felt it carefully. The two long sounds mean peace.
This annunciator is a new type of product developed by Qin Zhan Company. The signal is uninterrupted and covers the whole world. They each brought one behind their ears and expressed their meaning by the length of the signal.
It took half a month to receive the news. Presumably Qin Zhan was also in trouble, but there was no way to meet at the moment, and Song Ye could only trust him.
When I returned to the disciple's hall, I saw her male disciples whispering around.
"Song Ling, where have you been? There were no figures in two days and two nights. We thought you had an accident."
"Yes, Ma'am is digging almost three feet. You don't look so good. Are you in any trouble?"
"Isn't it because the things in the disciples contest are too stressful? The master said that she wouldn't force you when she came back."
Among your words, Song Ye knew that he had been lethargic for two days.
"It's okay, just have something to do. Has anyone come to me lately?" Song Ye explained as he walked in, and at the end, he pretended to ask casually.
"No." Everyone shook his head and gave a negative answer.
Song Ye slightly raised her eyebrows and had some doubts under her heart. The black-haired boy saw her disguise and true face clearly. It was easy to find her out, but after two days and two nights, the other party was still still. idea.
But soon she had no time to think about it.
"Wow, Song Ling, you're finally back, I thought you were run away by the big tail wolf and scared me to death. Where did you go, without saying a word, you can also talk to me if it is too hard Say it, I won't give you such a heavy task anymore, you can't run away. If you run away, there will really be no monk temple with me. "
Within a second of Song Ye entering the yard, Zhou Qingqing, a bear with his back on his back, was embraced in his arms, and the atmosphere cried with a sigh of relief, very sad and lonely.
"Oh, sorry, something happened temporarily." Song Ye rescued his neck from the opponent's hand, and it was difficult for her to hold her face.
"Oh, it ’s not because of training, it ’s easy to do. Quickly, not much time. When you enter the training room, you have to make up for the falling process." Zhou Qingqing already dragged Song Ye into the training room just like flying a kite, and started the devil coach mode again.
Song Ye silently looked at the sky, feeling that sometimes it was really bad.
And this scene was seen by Takahashi Orika hiding in a corner practicing a wooden stake, and his face was already gloomy.
"Takahashi, what's wrong with you, your face is so scary, even if you're jealous of Song Ling, don't be so obvious." A group of black girls next to each other who played against each other ridiculously laughed at her.
"Well, don't you think that the practice of Master Sister is very unfair? Listening to what she said just now is as if the disciples were the two women." Takahashi Orika could not get into the circle of male disciples, now Instead, she greeted a few girls who looked bad and were not favored, and they weren't afraid to spread small words in private.
At this moment, the girls did not respond much to her dissatisfaction. "Ah, the master is not eccentric. After all, she has been training too harshly for each competition, and she has only one female disciple. She gave Song Ling is also appropriate. "
In fact, Zhou Qingqing gave everyone the same training opportunities, but these girls could not afford strict training in the past and gave up automatically, so naturally they dare not complain.
"On hardships, I can do it." Takahashi Orika bit his lower lip and was still indignant, feeling that although she and Song Ye came in at the same time, they were still crushed.
It doesn't matter if she loses to anyone, but Song Ye can't.
Looking at the two people who were particularly close in the training room with laughter, Takahashi Orika smashed his fists, half a while made up his mind and walked in again.
On the other end, Song Ye, who was attacked by five-to-one attribute abilities, suddenly heard a coquettish drink.
"Sister, I also want to participate in the competition. Song Ling can suffer, and so can I."
The disciples who were training outside the courtyard stopped their movements, watching Takahashi Orika, who suddenly made a sound and was angry.