This is a world where the strange fire is king. If Yan Lingji did not have such enlightenment, he would naturally not invest too much energy in the legendary martial arts. But the situation is different now. Yan Lingji himself is going to take that path.

If Yan Lingji's goal is just to become a Dou King or Dou Emperor, whether to possess the Burning Arts is not important to Yan Lingji. After all, the Burning Arts' power in the early stage is really limited, but if you want to go further, the Burning Arts will become an indispensable thing.

Yan Lingji now has such an awareness, how could Ying Zheng know where the treasure mountain is and not take it?

As for whether it is appropriate to seize opportunities, it is obvious that Ying Zheng’s scope of thinking is no longer there. Xiao Yan and Ying Zheng are not close, so why should Ying Zheng consider it for him?

"What exactly is the thing you are talking about?" Yan Lingji, who returned to her residence, finally found it difficult to control her curiosity. It was hard for Yan Lingji to think about what kind of thing it would be?

"A martial art that is very suitable for you, a martial art that can enable you to achieve your goals." Ying Zheng said.

"Technique?" Yan Lingji pondered.

"Practice well. It is not easy to get that scroll of martial arts from that old ghost." Ying Zheng said.

"Cultivate, practice." Yan Lingji said excitedly.

Since she came to this world and saw the power that one person could compete with a country, Yan Lingji has longed for such power for a long time. If it weren't for the last bit of concern, her pursuit of power had long become her goal.

Now that the last bit of concern has disappeared, she naturally has to go all out to pursue strength.

"But when will we take action on that thing deep in the desert?" Yan Lingji asked.

"It won't take too long." Ying Zheng said.

"We can wait, that snake is not a person who can easily provoke." Ying Zheng's words made Yan Lingji unable to help remind him.

Here, there is only one's own strength, and no external force can be borrowed. If the flame is really raised by the snake human race as Ying Zheng estimated, it would not be easy to seize food from the snake human race.

"I have a sense of justice." Ying Zheng said.

As for how to retrieve the Qinglian Earth Fire, Ying Zheng naturally had a complete plan. However, before that, it was the only way to completely transform his cultivation into the power of this world. Without the strength comparable to Medusa, no matter how perfect the so-called plan is, it will inevitably lead to the misfortune of the collapse of the middle way.

At this moment, a knock on the door came, which made Ying Zheng look at Yan Lingji in surprise. Will Yan Lingji still have friends here?

"It should be Qinglin's mother." Yan Lingji explained to Ying Zheng.

"I'm not curious about who she is. What I'm curious about is that you will have friends here." Ying Zheng said.

"Why can't I have friends?" Yan Lingji said angrily, and she wanted to walk outside the door.

Qinglin? How old should he be now? Looking at Yan Lingji's back as she walked towards the courtyard gate, Ying Zheng thought and asked.

In this small city, if there is anything else that can attract Ying Zheng's attention, then Qinglin will undoubtedly not be able to escape.

However, before she took action, Qinglin and her daughter came to the door by herself. Does Yan Lingji have such insights? Or is it just a coincidence?

In Ying Zheng's sight, Yan Lingji opened the courtyard gate, and a short figure appeared.

"Sister Yanling, are you really back? My mother told me that Sister Yanling, you really back. I don't believe it yet. I didn't expect that you really came back." The short figure, Qinglin, said excitedly.

The cowardly green scale in Ying Zheng's memory seems to not exist.

"I'm very surprised, but there are things that surprise you even more." Yan Lingji pulled Qinglin and said.

"What is it?" Qinglin said as she had already drilled through Yan Lingji's armpit and ran into the yard with great care, but Qingling's footsteps stopped in an instant because she saw a person, a strange man.

"Qinglin, what's wrong? Is this scared?" Seeing Qinglin's footsteps stiff in the distance, Yan Lingji pulled Qinglin and said.

"He is..." Qinglin subconsciously looked at Ying Zheng, but hurriedly withdrew his gaze the next moment.

"Sister Yan Ling, I'll leave first. I'll just see if you're back." Qing Lin said as he had already crawled past Yan Ling Ji again.

"Hey, what are you running away?" Yan Lingji grabbed Qinglin's neck and said.

"Mom is still waiting for me to go home for dinner." Qinglin struggled.

"Eat? Is it okay to bring me with me?" Yan Lingji said as she had already picked up Qinglin, and when she was talking, she even looked at Ying Zheng.

"I'll go first, I'll bring some for you when I'm back." After Yan Lingji gained Ying Zheng's consent, she walked out regardless of Qinglin's struggle.

With Yan Lingji's departure, the yard completely fell into peace.

"Is that person my sister's husband?" Qinglin, who was held in Yan Lingji's arms, was no longer restrained at this time. Although she was afraid of seeing people, she was not afraid of Yan Lingji.

"You can see that Qinglin, too?" Yan Lingji said with a little smugness.

"It's true?" Qinglin's little head felt a little dizzy.

In her opinion, Yan Lingji should be the most powerful and most beautiful woman, but such a woman actually has a husband? Qinglin couldn't help but recall the scene just now, that person...

It seems to be very good too?

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"Take your child home?" Yan Lingji came back very quickly, and at this time there was a small package in her hand, obviously not returning empty-handed.

"Little boy?" Yan Lingji said in a good mood.

"Did you see it?"

"Do you like that little girl named Qinglin very much?" Ying Zheng asked.

Is Yan Lingji caring? Of course, there are, but there are also pitiful little. What is the reason why Qinglin can be found here? Is it because they are all aliens?

"I like it very much. When I saw her, it seemed like I saw my childhood." Yan Lingji recalled.

"So I empathize with it? Want to help her?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Do you see the difference between Qinglin?" Yan Lingji asked.

"Although the scales on her wrist are well concealed, they still exist." Ying Zheng said.

"The existence of Qinglin is indeed an alien to this world, just like when I was a child, but I am a little lucky than Qinglin. At that time, although I was hated by others, there were very few people who bullied me because those people dared not. They were more afraid of me, but Qinglin was different. She did not have the ability to protect herself. If I didn't help her, she would have lived a hard life." Yan Lingji replied.

"So, your best way is to let Qinglin have the same power as you did at that time." Ying Zheng said.

"Who can tell such a thing accurately?" Yan Lingji said.

"Let's work hard to practice next. We don't have much time left." Ying Zheng said.
Chapter completed!