The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

"Ling Yun, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yi frowned and watched her turn the whole room into a mess. He had never seen Ling Yun so panicked.

Ling Yun found a small piece of candy somewhere where Shen Yi couldn't see it. She opened the candy wrapper tremblingly. When she took the candy into her mouth, the sweetness instantly filled her entire mouth.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment. Ling Yun recollected the sweetness of the candy, and unconsciously recalled everything that happened on the sea. When Hai Ling came into contact with her body, he automatically merged with her. one.

The unspeakable bitterness in Ling Yun's heart was that the spirit of nature was conceived by gathering the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and the thing that could be integrated with it must also be a life form conceived by heaven and earth.

Xue Wuya's cold voice rang in his ears at the right time, "Ling Yun, you are the spirit body of gods and demons born between heaven and earth, and you are the son of heaven!"

Ling Yun caressed his cheek blankly, an unprecedented sadness welling up in his heart. Xue Wuya's voice was still clear and cold, "Goodbye, you don't have time anymore."

Shen Yi squatted in front of her at some point, "Ling Yun, tell me what happened?"

Ling Yun wanted to tell him that she was fine, but her throat was sore and her chest was aching.

She raised her eyes and stared at Shen Yi for a long time. Finally, she gently raised her hand, and a pure spiritual power hit Shen Yi's head. Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes. Ling Yun held his limp body, and tears fell instantly. The brocade was wet, "Go to sleep."

Downstairs of the Shen family, Mo Sanning was eating dumplings while Fu Mingchen was serving tea and water, "Aning, will you go back with me after you finish eating?"

"Wait, don't go out yet." Tang Ruoyu's voice suddenly came from upstairs, followed by a burst of panicked footsteps. Tang Xingman looked at the stairs with a worried look, "Ruoyu, what's wrong?"

Tang Ruoyu's steps were frivolous, and she stumbled and almost fell down. She glared fiercely at Shen Sui beside her, who had returned to the appearance of a handsome and noble young man. The red cloud on her face had not faded yet, and she looked very charming.

Mo Sanning's ambiguous gaze switched back and forth between Shen Sui and Tang Ruoyu, "Hey, are you well raised?"

Tang Xingman rolled his eyes at her, "Shut up!"

"Ruoyu, what's wrong with you?" A flash of worry flashed in Shen Sui's eyes. Tang Ruoyu suddenly looked absent-minded upstairs just now.

Tang Ruoyu looked out the window. Just now, her spiritual power had recovered at some point. Outside the window, the overwhelming iron-green fog shrouded the sky. As a medical practitioner, she knew very well what this was.

Only this room is the safest at the moment. Ling Yun has set up countless sword formations here to perfectly isolate it from the outside world.

She squeezed Shen Sui's hand tightly, as if she had used all her strength, "It's the plague..."

Mo Sanning tilted her head for a long time before she realized what the plague was. She looked out the window with disbelief. She saw fireworks filling the sky outside and the whole city was beaming with joy. She felt that Tang Ruoyu was somewhat alarmist.

Tang Xingman had the same idea. She looked at her delicate eldest daughter-in-law with confusion, "Ruoyu?"

Shen Zhiyi could become the head of the Shen family, except that his father had only one son. In addition to his own abilities, he also had keen insight and the ability to recognize people. He immediately ordered Shen Sui, "Send someone to Beijing." Check it out at the city hospital!”

Shen Sui also had this intention. Just when he was about to make the next move, Fu Mingchen opened his phone and handed it to him, "Wait a minute, call this directly and ask!"

Fu Mingchen is indeed the most well-connected person among the wealthy families in Beijing. Even Shen Zhiyi had to admit this. As soon as Shen Sui hung up the phone, Tang Xingman couldn't help but ask: "How was it?"

Shen Sui glanced at Tang Ruoyu, who was staring out the window in a daze, and lowered his voice, "The new virus is highly contagious and there are currently no deaths."

Now everyone in the room looked at Tang Ruoyu with different eyes, and Mo Sanning was even more jealous. The two daughters-in-law of the Shen family were really talented, why didn't she have one?

Fu Mingchen looked solemn, "Old Shen, what should we do now?"

Shen Zhiyi thought for a moment and said to Shen Sui: "First inform all Shen's employees to take precautions during the holidays."

Fu Mingchen did the same thing. Fu Yanchi looked upstairs subconsciously. Ling Yun must have a way to solve it, right?

At this moment, Shen Yi's shout suddenly sounded from upstairs, "Ling Yun!!"

The expressions of the Shen family members changed. Shen Zhiyi was the first one, and happened to collide with Shen Yi who was rushing out of the door. Tang Xingman who was following behind was startled. The pregnant person fell but Something terrible.

Shen Zhiyi caught him quickly with quick eyes and hands, "Xiaoyi, what's wrong?"

"Ling Yun is gone." Shen Yi's body trembled slightly, and he slowly slid to the ground, his heart full of fear and anxiety.

Shen Sui squatted in front of his younger brother. Just when he was about to speak, Shen Yi suddenly grabbed his sleeve, "She was gone as soon as I woke up! Brother, let's go find her, okay?"

Shen Sui frowned slightly. At present, they still couldn't let his brother out without knowing what was going on outside. He could only comfort him for the time being: "Xiao Yi, listen to me, stay at home for now, in case Ling Yun comes back and can't find him." What will you do?"

Everyone was relieved when they saw that Shen Yi was comforted. Only Tang Ruoyu stood in the corner with a thoughtful look on her face. Her sudden return of spiritual power was probably related to Senior Ling Yun.

Ling Yun returned to the space alone. He hadn't entered the space for a long time. There were flowers on the Qing Zhong, and the whole space was filled with a faint floral fragrance. Ling Yun reached out and touched the thick rhizome of the Qing Zhong for the first time, feeling its firm and powerful pulse. Her voice was full of fatigue, "Why?"

The big tree began to shake slightly, and countless leaves fell from it. Ling Yun's body froze. She raised her arm and stared blankly at the red leaf she caught. A familiar voice suddenly came to her ears, "Become a god or become a god?" Demon, it’s all up to you to decide.”

Ling Yun was stunned for a long time after hearing the words. It turned out to be her own voice. She unconsciously touched her eyes, where tears were still flowing, "What if I just want to maintain the status quo?"

"You won't." As soon as she finished speaking, all the fallen leaves in Ling Yun's hand disappeared in an instant. Ling Yun's face instantly turned pale. She subconsciously looked towards the ground to see where there were any fallen leaves on the ground.

"No... don't!" Her fingers trembled slightly, and she squatted on the ground awkwardly, digging the soil on the ground with her bare hands over and over again.

The branches were still swaying, and the fallen leaves turned into nothing as soon as they touched the ground. Ling Yun held the Huaguang Sword in his hand and swung out several sword energy at once.

It's a pity that her sword energy is not only useless to the lover, but also a good nutrient. The flowers on the tree are more colorful and eye-catching, but more leaves fall off.

Ling Yun stopped swinging the sword, held the sword and got down on one knee, looking helplessly at the leaves that kept falling from the tree and yelled: "Don't let them fall again!"