1357: C1357 They Want to Take Zhang Xing as Their Little Brother

C1357 They Want to Take Zhang Xing as Their Little Brother

I want Zhang Xing to be my little brother.

Elder Ling was just an errand boy in the Ling Family.

He is a subordinate of the Ling Family and has been given the surname Ling.

In fact, he was just like a servant.

He slowly walked in front of Zhang Xing. "Young man, I am very curious, what method did you use to kill Ling Shao?"

"Mental attack, I can't even tell. I have lived for nothing for so long. I might as well die early."

Zhang Xing was very familiar with their tactics.

First, he indirectly asked about the background of the other party, and then decided on whether to kill or capture according to the situation.

Therefore, there was no need to be polite with them.

If they wanted to fight, then they would fight until the sky turned dark.

If they were tactful and no longer provoked him, then everyone would be busy with their own things.

He didn't want to participate in the century-long war between the two sides.

"Mental attack?"

"Oh, so that's the case."

Elder Ling did not mind Zhang Xing's disrespectful words.

"Young man, I still don't understand one thing. Who gave you the courage?"

Elder Ling continued asking.

Zhang Xing looked up at the sky and curled his lips in disdain.

"Will the Giant dragon be scared if there are more bulls and horses?"

"Hehe! Bull and horse? Giant dragon?"

Elder Ling looked curious. "Who is the cow and horse? Who is the Giant dragon?"

"You, and you, you are all a group of cows and horses."

Zhang Xing pointed his finger at the sky, then waved it at the sky.

"What a joke, what a nice joke! This is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life!"

Elder Ling laughed dryly.

The hundred-man team behind him also laughed coldly.

"Young man, you really don't know how to respect. Do you know who we are?"

Elder Ling said again.

"I heard that every hundred years, a group of trash will come to the center of this continent to pick up trash."

"It's fine if you say that they are picking up trash, but their hands and legs are still dishonest. They actually dare to steal things."

"Oh, right. And killing people... It's a very cruel massacre "0

"Say, who would respect such a person?"

Zhang Xing said plainly.

"Hehe! The young man knew quite a bit. Since you know about us, what do you think? "

Elder Ling still didn't care about what Zhang Xing said.

He had lived for more than 400 years, so he had heard all kinds of profanities and curses. Why would he care about such sarcastic remarks?

"I don't have any ideas. It's fine as long as you don't provoke me. I really don't want to start a massacre."

Zhang Xing shook his head and said.

"A toad yawning, what a big tone!"

Seeing Zhang Xing's arrogant attitude, Elder Ling and the others laughed.

They held back their laughter.

Then, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Finally, they laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha..."

He laughed so hard that he couldn't catch his breath.

Elder Ling had participated in three wars in his life.

Wherever the army went, no matter what level Fighter was, he would be terrified.

No one had ever dared to be so arrogant in front of such a huge army.

Zhang Xing was the first!

"Young man, your arrogance has moved me. You have successfully given me the heart to love talents. Submit to the Ling Family."

Elder Ling had ulterior motives, and it was all because of Zhang Xing's mental attack.

Although the Ling Family was rich in resources, it did not have the same amount of resources as these servants.

The fact that they could be promoted to Nine Star Venerable One was already a great gift from the Family.

The resources needed to become Saints, they couldn't even dream about it.

And Zhang Xing obviously had some kind of spiritual cultivation method.

He wanted to obtain it, no matter what method he used.

Of course, roping him in was definitely the first step.

"What's a Ling Family? Is it worthy of me submitting to you?"

"Don't waste your breath. Let's do it."

Zhang Xing was a little impatient.

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