Chapter 921: Chapter 168: Is it Li Lingling or Mu Qingqing
“Dad! Wait a minute!”
Li Mumu sprinted downstairs and saw Mu Yuming holding a pen, lost in thought, quickly rushing over.
“What na are you going to give my sister?”
Mu Yuming frowned and said, “Your mom and I have already thought about it in advance, Li Lingling or Mu Qingqing.”
“Have you decided which one eventually?”
“It’s probably better with the surna Mu.”
Mu Yuming shrugged and said, “You already bear your mom’s surna, and if your sister takes the Li surna too, outsiders might think I’m just a son-in-law…”
“So it’s not Li Lingling, but… Mu Qingqing?”
Li Mumu suddenly realized.
The promise exchanged with Li Lingling was to be fulfilled here.
The importance of a na to a person is self-evident. A newborn baby, if without a na, can’t even be considered a complete life.
Ensure my personal safety…
Could this phrase an that I have to retain the na Li Lingling?
Does it have to be Li Lingling? What aning does it hold behind?
“What did my mom say?”
Li Mumu tried inquiring.
Of course, there was no way to ask Li Ya herself because Li Ya hadn’t woken up yet.
“She told to randomly pick one… Why, do you think the na Li Lingling is better?”
Mu Yuming looked at his eldest daughter and jokingly said, “How about this, you change your surna to Mu?”
No way! Mumu-mumu, what the heck kind of na is that?
“No matter what na it is, she’s still your sister. For us family mbers, it makes no difference.”
Noticing the peculiar look on Li Mumu’s face, Mu Yuming gently consoled her.
He’s right!
Li Mumu’s eyes brightened.
When did I decide she should be called Li Lingling? Even my mom always said “Mu Qingqing or Li Lingling.”
Am I overthinking, worrying unnecessarily?
Perhaps different nas will lead to different destinies, but does it matter? For our family, no matter what she’s called, she’s still the child in this family.
As for what outsiders think… what does it have to do with them?
Seeing Li Mumu seemingly not tangled anymore, Mu Yuming turned back, penning down the na.
However, at the mont when the pen touched the paper, the intended na ‘Mu’ only got two strokes down, unable to go further.
A certain voice gradually erged in his mind.
“li, li, li, li…”
Li Mumu heard this voice as well, but she heard it with greater clarity.
That faint voice seed like the whisperings of a demon.
“Li Lin, Li Lin, Li Lin…”
Who is Li Lin?
Li Mumu froze for a mont, suddenly realizing that “Li Lin” might not be Chinese but rather the legendary firstborn of Lilith and Adam?
Liln
She finally understood the true aning behind the na Li Lingling.
Demons are inherently deceitful; transactions with demons are bound to have problems.
phisto never truly desired Jesus, after all, Jesus never glorified the fa of Hell, why would he work for others without gain?
Compared to Jesus, the firstborn of Lilith, considered a demon, and Adam, created by God, Li Lin, is more qualified to be called the Saint Heir, and also recognized by the Hell faction.
Damn, should have realized earlier.
Li Lingling’s father wasn’t so cockolded little carpenter; she was born of a witch who worships Lilith and a descendant of the most noble monarch of the East. These elents point not to Jesus but to Li Lin!
Li Mumu had only attended Church School in the past, so she wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about the Bible and related biblical myths.
She never expected such a deep pit was buried in the transaction between phisto and Li Ya.
Whether Li Ya was aware or not is uncertain, but the fact is she gave birth to a Saint Heir, and which one isn’t important.
But soone couldn’t bear it anymore.
At that mont, in every corner of Tiann, those who walked out of their hos to kneel and pray devoutly only felt an unprecedented spiritual emptiness.
They’ve already awakened from the “reality dream” and prepared to welco the “Holy Spirit.”
But the Holy Spirit is yet to co.
The purple clouds streaking across the Milky Way like fire clouds in the sky blocked the path of the Holy Spirit.
When the host lingers without arriving, and the shell realizes it is just a shell, anxiety inevitably brews in the long run.
I’ve already bet everything I had, ca out to smash, loot, and burn, and now you’re telling you are willing to offer everything but military support?
Royal Forces, where are you? Royal Forces hurry ashore! Save us!
An unprecedented emptiness and fear began spreading in the spiritual world of the shells as ti went by.
At this mont, a voice forcibly invaded their minds.
“Pray! Pray to the Saint Heir! Let the Saint Heir forgive your sins and redeem your souls!”
“Join in calling out the Saint Heir’s true na—Li Lin!”
“Li Lin! Li Lin! Li Lin!”
The increasingly distinct voice buzzed in Mu Yuming’s ears, making him frown involuntarily, as the pen in his hand turned into a thousand-pound iron rod. If not writing under certain will, every stroke requires trendous ntal strength.
At this mont, he felt a slight warmth on the back of his hand.
He saw Li Mumu coming over, hanging a Concentric Knot woven with red string on his wrist.
Isn’t that… the amulet he asked for her at the Hall of Peace before returning ho?
“Dad, you’re right, naming our family child isn’t anyone else’s concern.”
At the sight of the Concentric Knot, all the annoying voices swirling in his mind vanished instantly. Although the pressure wasn’t completely dissipated, this level of ntal interference was no longer a problem for Mu Yuming.
With a slight smirk of ridicule, Mu Yuming grasped the pen firmly and swiftly wrote down three words on the registration form.
Mu Qingqing!
Boom—!
A trendous crash shattered all the windows of the entire floor, and a shadow mixed with a dense Hellish aura flew in from outside, rushing straight at Mu Yuming.
Li Mumu snorted coldly, turning around, revealing her Dharma Form.
Three feet of black hair transford into white snow, a vibrant feather garnt draped over her shoulders, and an Octagonal Palace Lamp hung high above her head.
A candle within the Palace Lamp got lit, and the newly forged golden Demon Core rotated slowly, emanating boundless microlight, shielding this domain, and blocking the Hell Demon’s aura at the other end of the corridor.
“The guy hiding in the shadows and stirring things up, finally willing to show up?”
“Get out!”
The demon hissed angrily, “You have violated the deal! You shall suffer the Great Monarch’s wrath!”
“Great Monarch? Which Great Monarch? phisto?”
Li Mumu rcilessly retorted, “Can’t handle the ga, then go ho and cry to your mom!”
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