Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 240 Returning to the Ling Family (3)
When his precious granddaughter came back, Mr. Ling wished that all the people in front of him would disappear quickly, so that he could have a good chat with his granddaughter.

Several leaders held the things in their hands, and after looking at each other in twos and threes, they seemed to have made their own decisions, and their attitudes were a little respectful, and they smiled: "If that's the case, then I'll wait and don't bother you."

"See off" Ling Moqiu smiled and raised his hand.

When the few people were about to leave, the Patriarch of the Lu Family suddenly turned around and looked at Ling Wushuang. After a little hesitation, he still asked what he had kept in his heart for a long time, "Excuse me, Miss Wushuang, now the strength has reached what?"

He is Tianxuan, the peak of the ninth rank, but he can't feel the aura of Ling Wushuang at all. It is rumored that the genius lady of the Ling family has reached the realm of the saint rank, and even killed the sixth rank saint with the strength of the low rank saint. The elder of the church, but rumors are rumors after all, so far, he still has a little skeptical attitude.

The most important thing is that when I saw him today, he couldn't feel any pressure from Ling Wushuang, so he was really curious.

When the leaders heard the words, they all turned their heads one after another, obviously they were also very interested in this question.

Ling Wushuang raised her brows lightly, and stared at the group of people in front of her with a half-smile that was not a smile. They felt chills down their backs from her faint eyes.

The Patriarch of the Lu family twitched his lips, and when he was about to explain, Ling Wushuang chuckled, but he didn't speak, but his momentum improved in vain!

The surrounding space froze in an instant, and even Mr. Ling felt a little unable to resist, and horror flashed quickly in his eyes.

"Ninth-rank peak saint!" Ling Moqiu's eyes widened like a ghost, and the leaders stayed where they were.

Ling Wushuang smiled lightly, his breath slowly restrained, like a sword in its sheath, dripping no water, so he said unhurriedly: "A few leaders think this is fake?"

Now that she has the strength to protect herself, she naturally doesn't have to worry about anything, and she can just take this opportunity to shake the mountain!
"Ninth-rank peak saint, this, this!" Several leaders looked at each other in disbelief.

Don't you say that Ling Wushuang is just a first-rank saint?A Ninth-Rank Peak Saint who is less than 20 years old is simply appalling. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it even if they were killed!
"I'm taking the liberty, and I hope the Lord won't take offense." After being shocked, there was a moment of fear.

Reaching the ninth rank peak saint, this status is at the same level as Lord Tianye. In front of her, one must be careful when speaking. Their previous doubts were all disrespectful. Exterminating them is as easy as exterminating an ant, without any reason or excuse.

This is the world where martial arts are the only ones, and this is the world where strength determines everything.

"The leaders are serious." On Ling Wushuang's cold face, there was a slight smile, his whole body restrained, ignoring the coldness of those clear eyes, he looked like an innocent and harmless little girl.

Seeing that Ling Wushuang didn't seem to have any intention of blaming him, they looked at each other, and their voices became extremely respectful, "I'll take my leave"

Ling Wushuang looked at the group of people in the distance, with a slight arc of red lips.

Ling Wushuang was in deep thought, and slapped her shoulders with both hands. The force made her stagger, and at the same time, the sound like rolling thunder made her eardrums buzz, "Wushuang, you little girl!" You son of a bitch, you have reached the rank of ninth-rank saint!"

Ling Qingtian's face flushed with excitement, and he looked at his precious granddaughter as if he was about to swallow her alive.

Ling Wushuang rubbed his shoulders helplessly, stood up straight, and complained, "Grandpa, are you trying to tear me apart?"

This sudden surprise, she will be tortured to death by the old man sooner or later.

"Cough—" Seeing the baby granddaughter grinning, Ling Qingtian quickly withdrew his hand, clenched his fist and coughed dryly, looked up at his granddaughter, with a flattering smile on his old face, "I'm not too excited, old man?"

Wushuang went out for a stroll, and came back to reach the pinnacle saint of the ninth rank. How could this make him unhappy?

Ling Moqiu shook his head, he had nothing to say to Mr. Ling's bullish temper, then he raised his eyes to Ling Wushuang with a bit of a dumbfounding expression, "Wushuang, that's what you said, improved a little?"

When Wu Shuang said this just now, he wanted to comfort her not to be impatient. After all, it is not so easy to raise the holy rank. Said the peak level.

Ling Moqiu sighed endlessly, Wushuang's promotion this time must be due to a great opportunity.

Ling Wushuang smiled nonchalantly, "It's just good luck to get some good things."

Ling Moqiu laughed uncontrollably, and gave her a helpless look, so why didn't others have such luck?
Ling Wushuang reached out and touched his nose, "Grandpa, Fourth Uncle, let's talk in the study, I happen to have something for you"

After standing for a long time, she still didn't drink a sip of tea.

"Alright" Mr. Ling stroked his beard and laughed. It doesn't matter what he wants, as long as Wu Shuang is good, he is happy.

The three grandparents, uncles and nephews were happily talking about recent events, and walked towards the study room. As soon as they left, the disciples of the four major families around finally had no need to bear it anymore, and burst into waves of shouts and exclamations .

"Miss Wushuang has reached the pinnacle of the Ninth Stage Saint, is it true? I'm about to faint." Such a shocking news is really hard to accept.

"A pinnacle saint of the ninth rank, that's a figure at the level of a holy master."

Like many disciples, Ling Yun tightly held the energy stone in his hand and secretly made up his mind that he must train hard to improve his own strength, so that he can contribute to the four major families and Ling Wushuang.

Ling Wushuang has returned and has broken through to the ninth-rank peak saint. This exciting news, like a storm, swept through the entire four major families in less than half an hour.

And at this time, the grandpa, grandson, uncle, and nephew were drinking tea and chatting in the study room. You chatted about some recent things, stealing half a day's leisure.

"Ji Yunyang, that kid, received a Po Yuan Pill half a month ago, and then retreated. This time, he will be able to successfully break through the holy rank. It's really a fearsome future generation." Mr. Ling sighed endlessly.

Ling Wushuang was not surprised, he couldn't help laughing hoarsely when he heard old master Ling's emotional words, Ji Yunyang, that guy can do things like swallowing pill bottles, so why worry about not being able to accomplish such a determination?

"Wushuang, how on earth did you convince the leader of the homeless tribe?" Ling Moqiu was most curious about this matter.

The Wanderer Tribe is entrenched in the Sunset Forest, like a toubob. This force is notoriously difficult to deal with. It has caused headaches for the royal families of the four countries in the world. Jin, wanted to get rid of it, so as not to worry about the future, but no one dared to act rashly, but unexpectedly, Wu Shuang did it without anyone noticing.

(End of this chapter)