bookbashuk Page 59
Page 59
Chapter 50 You had the ability, why did you stand idly by!
Lin Ci gave Long Jian an unfriendly look.
"That's enough, don't scare the child."
Long Jian ignored Lin Ci.
The gaze remained fixed on that small figure, as if looking through her at a predetermined future.
He took a deep breath, his voice carrying a weary air of someone who had seen through the ways of the world.
"Perhaps the nature of the soul is bloodlust."
Lin Ci was too lazy to listen to him spout these philosophical but useless words anymore.
The power of the chicken talisman was gently activated, and he held Long Ying as his body slowly rose into the air and flew away into the distance.
The wind whistled in my ears.
The little Long Ying in her arms looked up, her dark green eyes still holding a trace of confusion about Long Jian's words.
"Brother Lin Ci, what did that brother mean?"
Lin Ci chuckled softly and ruffled her soft, short white hair.
"It's alright, don't worry about him. He's not very bright, he got kicked by a donkey."
What a joke.
Now that I'm here, how could I possibly let the tragedy of 100,000 years ago repeat itself?
Long Fei did not die.
The person who saved Long Ying was not Long Jian.
Ten thousand years from now, everything will be different.
The current situation has indeed deviated from Lin Ci's original plan.
He originally planned to save Long Ying, replace Long Jian, and complete the historical loop.
Then, 100,000 years later, at Long Ying's most desperate moment, he made her willingly die by his own hand.
Then, they bound the spirits and dispatched the generals.
Let her become your spirit, she will not die, and no more tragedies will occur.
Lin Ci looked down at the little one in his arms.
Her little hands gripped her clothes tightly, as if it were the safest place in the world.
On that tear-streaked little face, the look in her eyes was one of unconditional and pure trust.
Her cuteness, her innocence, and her affectionate "Brother Lin Ci."
All of this, without anyone realizing it, gradually eroded Lin Ci's heart, which had grown cold in its pursuit of becoming stronger.
He suddenly didn't want to take advantage of this girl whose life was already full of misfortune.
I don't want her gift of redemption to become a curse of fate.
I don't want her to be pushed along by unpredictable fate and cruel misunderstandings any longer, ultimately leading to that tragic ending where she loses everything.
At this moment, Lin Ci had only one thing on his mind.
Let this poor little one see her father as soon as possible.
Just then, a thought entered his mind.
These are coordinates sent by the Holy Lord.
Lin Ci's eyes narrowed, and he no longer hesitated.
His body streaked through the air like a streak of light, flying rapidly in that direction.
In a secluded grove of trees.
Lin Ci gently carried Long Ying to the ground.
There was only tranquility here, as if it were a completely different world from the bloody battlefield of the Dragon Clan's main hall.
Beneath a massive ancient tree, a man clad in white armor leaned against the tree, his eyes closed, motionless.
The Holy Lord was no longer here; Lin Ci had sent him to do something more important.
When Xiaolongying in her arms saw that familiar figure, she let out a surprised scream that was almost a sob.
Lin Ci gently put her down.
The little guy immediately took off on his short legs and scrambled over.
Lin Ci followed slowly.
Xiao Longying ran to Long Fei and looked at her unconscious father. The joy that had just risen was instantly replaced by immense fear.
She thought Long Fei was still dead.
She turned around abruptly, tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Brother Lin Ci! Please save my father!"
A gentle smile appeared on Lin Ci's face.
"Yingying, your father is alive, he's just too tired and has fallen asleep."
Xiao Longying looked at him with a skeptical expression, her little mouth pouting.
"Really? Brother Lin Ci, don't lie to me."
Lin Ci raised an eyebrow, feigning displeasure.
"You've already stopped trusting Brother Lin Ci?"
Xiao Longying immediately lowered her head in embarrassment, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with her two little hands.
"I didn't distrust Brother Lin Ci..."
That pitiful yet adorable look softened Lin Ci's heart.
He knew the little girl missed her father dearly, so he naturally wouldn't hold it against her.
Lin Ci stepped forward, squatted down, and grasped Long Fei's wrist.
A gentle, warm, and magical power, carrying healing and life force, slowly flowed into Long Fei's body.
That was the power of the horse talisman.
Nourished by the healing power, Long Fei's pale face visibly regained its rosy hue.
His tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and his eyelids trembled slightly.
Then, she slowly opened her eyes.
"Where...is this...?"
His voice was hoarse, with a hint of drowsiness from just waking up.
Seeing that Long Fei had really woken up.
Xiao Longying's eyes widened instantly, filled with unbelievable ecstasy.
"Dad! You're alive!"
She could no longer restrain herself and suddenly threw herself into Long Fei's arms.
Long Fei instinctively hugged his daughter, whom he had lost and found again, and the fragmented memories in his mind began to rapidly reassemble.
It was corroded by the potent poison on the Stegosaurus arm armor.
In his final moments, as his consciousness blurred, he seemed to be carried away by a tall and imposing figure.
He instinctively asked who the person was.
The man only said that he was a subordinate of Senior Lin Ci.
Long Fei is not stupid.
He instantly understood that Lin Ci had saved him.
He gently patted his daughter's back, then struggled to stand up.
Long Fei's knees buckled, and he knelt down directly before Lin Ci.
Lin Ci raised an eyebrow slightly.
"What is this for?"
Long Fei did not answer, but instead slammed his head heavily onto the ground covered with fallen leaves.
"Thank you so much, senior, for saving my life!"
When Xiao Longying saw her father kneeling down, she knew that it was Brother Lin Ci who had saved her father.
So she followed suit and knelt down, calling out in a childish voice.
"Thank you so much, Brother Lin Ci, for saving my father!"
Lin Ci looked at the two figures, one big and one small, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.
He stepped forward and reached out to help the two of them up.
"Get up, it's just a small favor."
Long Fei stubbornly refused to get up, his face showing an unprecedented solemnity.
"It was just a small favor for you, senior, but for me, Long Fei, it was a life-saving grace!"
"You deserve this generous gift!"
Lin Ci couldn't persuade him otherwise, so she could only let him finish kowtowing before pulling him up.
"I just don't want Yingying to lose her father."
Long Fei stood up, looking at the bright smile on his daughter's face, his heart warmed, and his eyes were filled with gratitude.
But the next second, he seemed to have thought of something.
That joy and gratitude froze in an instant.