The already battered ring was even more dilapidated, and in the center of the ring there was a huge circular hole, and the stones and dirt slid down the slope.

When everyone saw the two of them, they didn't know what it was like to feel in their hearts, only to see Ling Feng supporting his body with a red mang, half-kneeling in the dirt, with a sword wound on his chest, connecting from his left shoulder to the right pelvic bone, and blood flowed out of it.

I couldn't see his face, but I could see Ling Feng's violently undulating chest and the sweat that kept falling from his chin, and the Xuan Qi fluctuations on his whole body were extremely weak.

But compared to Ling Feng, Zhao Changming was obviously much more miserable, his original chic posture was gone, the whole person was embedded in the soil, his eyes were closed, and the red blood flowed from the top of his head, staining his handsome face red.

Seeing that it was a hit in the head and fainted, but his chest was still breathing, he had been tempered by countless treasures since he was a child, and although his body was not as good as Ling Feng's beating, he would not die.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and Miao Yanli on the stage felt that his heart was clenched and stared at it tightly.

Finally, Ling Feng made a move, only to see him retract the red mang, stepped forward tremblingly, grabbed Zhao Changming's collar with one hand and pulled him up from the mud, took out a few bottles of healing medicine and sprinkled them to stop the blood, and then shortened his body and carried the latter on his back to the ring.

"Really, it seems that you can't do it yet, you have to practice for a few more years. ”

Ling Feng smiled as he walked, a few white teeth appeared in his pale lips, the young man's smile at this moment made the hearts of many people warm, the unconscious Zhao Changming seemed to hear it on Ling Feng's back, and the fingers hanging on Ling Feng's chest moved, but in the end there was no movement.

"Ling, Lingfeng, he won?"

Some people didn't seem to believe it, and said dumbly, watching the red-haired young man with Zhao Changming on his back stepping on the dirt and walking up from below step by step, only to wake up like a dream, stand up violently and roar: "Lingfeng, he won, he won, see it!

"Lingfeng!

At this moment, countless people roared and shouted, standing up like welcoming heroes, the three brothers Bai Haoran sat on the chair with bandages, shook their heads, and there were dense wounds on their faces, and said with emotion: "I'm so envious." ”

"How could Zhao Changming not be able to beat this bastard, he must have played a trick. ”

On the contrary, Bai Haoran scolded angrily, but the expression on his face didn't look like scolding Ling Feng at all, you must know that this guy was the first person who wanted to kill Ling Feng, but after these days of martial arts, he vaguely understood what he was for, and what he was doing to cultivate martial arts.

The entire arena shouted Ling Feng's name, and when he stepped back into the ring under the watchful eye and looked up, the cheers around him were even louder, and the blood of those who could hear it was boiling.

The red-haired boy carried his opponent on his back, looking at it with a smile, and beside him was the ring as if he was on the battlefield, like a general who fought in the middle of the battlefield, single-handedly resisted the army, and saved his partner from the hands of the place, this scene was engraved in everyone's hearts, and it was never forgotten for a long time, and whenever I thought about it, I would feel the hot blood flowing in my body and exploding in my chest.

"I announce that the champion of the Miao Kingdom Competition is, Tianyu Kingdom, Lingfeng!"

Miao Ning sat on the dragon chair, exuding a solemn momentum, he looked at the splendor around him, shouting and full of hope of the people, even if they died, what is it, as long as they are still there, the Miao country, is there!

"Boom!"

The national teacher didn't know when he flew to the golden dust bell, knocked it three times before stopping, and then glanced down at the scene as if a souvenir and flew back to the dragon chair, glanced at Miao Ning, and nodded together.

The two knew that this might be the last time they would see such a prosperous scene in the Miao Kingdom, but they did not feel regret or fear, only the flame that burned in their hearts when they were dedicated to the country, when they were young and chased martial arts.

Miao and the other two kings walked over to Ling Feng, and they looked at Ling Feng

For the first time, I felt a sense of relief.

"Now, it's all yours. ”

Miao He took out a box and solemnly handed it to Ling Feng, but found that Ling Feng couldn't leave his hand empty at all with Zhao Changming on his back, so he directly stuffed it into his storage container.

Lingfeng was still neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not particularly excited, but smiled slightly and said, "Thank you." Miao He shook his head: "This is what you deserve, and in addition, the princess will be handed over to you." ”

Ling Feng was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the three kings in surprise, but found that the expressions of the three earth kings were very solemn, and they admitted themselves? This is rare, but he faintly felt that there were other meanings under these words, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he could only nod.

The picture seems to be frozen at this moment, Lingfeng under the stage is carrying Zhao Changming on his back, smiling slightly, there is the sunshine of a teenager, but the surrounding scene is integrated with him and becomes a slaughter, and the eyes of the three kings and the monarch and national teacher of Miao are the same light, cheering crowds, dazzling people, and a hopeful future!

......

In the early morning, Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep, and then the dazzling light made him squint his eyes again, and he just wanted to block it with his right arm, but found that he was pressed by something and couldn't move.

Ling Feng looked sideways, a blonde beauty was pillowing on it, a pair of jade hands hugged him tightly, saliva was still flowing on his arm, Ling Feng looked at the weak and beautiful Burning Moon mood improved, no longer moved, but looked up at the ceiling, muttered: "Seven days?"

That's right, it's been seven days since he won the championship, and heals all the time in those seven days, and he still has that scar on his chest, and a lot of things have happened during this time, such as the fact that Miao Guo has not moved since the end.

And Miao Yanli, who has been restricted, can finally do what she wants to do freely, at the beginning she came to Lingfeng every day, and when Lingfeng went to open the door, she was always bare-chested, tied with bandages, and the muscle lines on her body were very clear.

Miao Yanli also knew that Lingfeng still had to rest, so he hurriedly stuffed a box at the door and said a few more words to Lingfeng and ran away with a red face, until the day before yesterday, the burning moon woke up first, and Miao Yanli was noisy and got up, and when he opened the door after getting dressed, he was facing Miao Yanli's pretty face that was completely stunned and at a loss.

Then Miao Yanli never looked for Ling Feng again, Ling Feng didn't care too much about it, he didn't mean to do it for Miao Yanli, although he was already a little beauty, but Ling Feng didn't have too many ideas, and he didn't dare to involve anything anymore.

Thinking that Ling Feng looked down at the scars on his body, it was almost fine, and it would not be helpful to stay here any longer, now he has a total of three Tong Xuan Dan on his body, which is a huge amount of money, even in the Thousand Sects, he should be able to live quite well, so he stretched out his hand and gently put it on the white and tender face of Burning Moon and said, "It's time to go." ”

Burning Moon slowly opened her eyes, her mouth squeezed into Ling Feng's arms, Ling Feng also doted on her delicate body, looked at the sleepy-eyed beauty in front of her, reached out and pinched Burning Yue's nose, the other party woke up instantly, and then reluctantly left Ling Feng, opening her hand and waiting for Ling Feng to help her get dressed.

"Yue'er should be able to wear it. ”

Lingfeng said helplessly, and then took out her clothes to help her pass them carefully one by one, covering the bewitching delicate body, and the burning moon tilted her head: "The master is here, Yue'er doesn't wear it." Big eyes blinked at Ling Feng.

Burning Moon said so, what else did Ling Feng say? I had to continue to help her put on all her clothes, although it would be in vain.

"Lingfeng!"

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the building, Ling Feng walked to the window and poked his head out, and saw the person on the horse at a glance, it was Zhao Changming, who he hadn't seen for a few days, and the people around him consciously let go.

Ling Feng looked at Zhao Changming and felt a little stunned, because Zhao Changming's current dress was the first time they saw each other, with a sword on his back, a black robe, and the horse under the seat was dressed in oily brown fur, and the classic sword cultivation dress was not chic.

"Ready to go?"

Ling Feng asked, and the people on the street all looked at Zhao Changming in surprise, is he leaving? Although it is inevitable, such a genius is leaving, and he is really reluctant.

Zhao Changming turned over and dismounted, looked at Ling Feng and shouted, "What about you." "He and Ling Feng are the same kind of people, and staying here is of little use to them, and they won't be able to stay here for a long time.

"Right now. ”

Ling Feng said with a smile, and then as soon as he turned around, a little golden guy threw himself into Ling Feng's arms, and then got into it along the collar with ease, Ling Feng looked at the scattered clothes on the ground, shook his head helplessly, and stepped forward to install it and looked at it in front of the bronze mirror before walking out of this room that had been with him for a while.

Facing the eyes of the people around him, he walked down, and halfway through, a person walked up to him and shouted to him: "Have a drink?"

"You won't take revenge on me with coarse wine. ”

Ling Feng looked at Miao Chen and said, the person who came was the second prince of Miao Kingdom, Miao Chen, he was still the same as the son-in-law, holding two glasses of wine in his hand, he didn't answer after hearing Ling Feng's words, but handed out the glass of wine in his hand, Ling Feng took it and poured it down, spicy and with a little sweet taste straight to his throat.

Looking at Ling Feng who was so refreshing, Miao Chen laughed, then patted Ling Feng's shoulder to get out of the way, and smiled as Ling Feng's back gradually disappeared in his eyes.

Crossing the threshold, Ling Feng stepped into the street, squinted his eyes, looked at the sun in the sky, he always felt a little dim for some reason, he shook his head and walked towards Zhao Changming in front of the door, the two looked at each other and smiled, and walked towards the city gate together.

Passers-by looked at the two of them and waved, these are the two Tianjiao, this farewell, maybe they will never be seen again.

ps: Actually, I can write more beautifully with my writing, but I'm afraid that if you can't stand it, it will look very verbose.