The full moon is in the sky, and the night breeze is gentle.

Pavilions and pavilions, full of flowers.

Ling Feng, dressed in gorgeous clothes, leaned on the smooth guardrail without any form, holding a delicate wine jug in his left hand and a turquoise wine glass in his right hand, his eyes slightly closed, pouring himself a drink.

The slightly sickly handsome face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, has always maintained a faint smile.

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Ling Feng, the only son of King Zhennan, cultivated at the age of six, broke through the Quenching Bone Realm at the age of nine, and broke through the physical limit at the age of twelve to successfully advance to the spirit of the spirit.

This speed of cultivation made him unrivaled for a while, and he was famous in Kyoto.

However, the path of genius is always tortuous, I don't know what the reason is, after advancing to the spirit master, Ling Feng's refining spiritual power always disappears inexplicably.

For three years, his cultivation did not advance but retreated.

The former genius, now the waste wood, the rumors, naturally followed.

It's just that Ling Feng has been independent since he was a child, and he can't tolerate himself sinking like this.

Drunk and dreamed of dying for a while, and in order to divert the ridicule of the outside world, he learned to be in a daze.

Staring at the flowers, he can go all day without eating or drinking! Looking at the sky, too.

In his mind, he often imagined that if he were that flower, would he be delicate or weathered!

I often imagine that if I were a cloud in the sky, would it be as white as jade or as black as a stone!

Slowly, he gradually forgot about himself and everyone's ridicule.

Be calm and imagine what is incarnated ...

One day, a meteorite came from the sky, directly submerged into Ling Feng's mind, and turned into a pattern.

Above the pattern, in the blood-rich space, a thick iron chain tightly locked a mysterious creature.

It has nine heads, about nine feet tall, and a third pair of eyes on its forehead.

Ling Feng didn't know who it really was, and why did it appear in his mind?

It's just a change in his body that he doesn't have time to think about anything else.

All he knew was that he could quickly get rid of the title of 'waste', and that alone was enough.

Ling Feng sat up straight, looked up at the starry sky, his face was happy, and said secretly.

"There is no endless road, I didn't expect that I would have such an opportunity by mistake!"

"The sixteen-year-old spirit peak, although it is not very demonic, it can definitely be called a genius!"

The night deepened and deepened, Ling Feng drank the last glass of wine, straightened his waist, his eyes were sharp, his momentum was like a rainbow, and he waved his hand casually, and it was like a shower of flower rain in the garden.

"It's been four years! It's been four years!

In just four years, Ling Feng felt that his state of mind had suddenly aged a lot.

In four years, he tasted all the truth, falsehood, good and evil, ups and downs.

The past is like the wind, and many careers have passed away with the wind.

But what you did last Sunday has always been a thorn in his heart.

In order to curb the Ling family, he personally cut off Ling Feng's cultivation path, which can be tolerated.

Under the pretext of taking care of Ling Feng's body, sending people to monitor day and night is also bearable.

After all, no matter what, Ling Feng was alive after all.

Until the assassination half a year ago, Ling Feng's heart was completely cold.

"Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust!".

Ling Feng's face was cold, and his fists were clenched.

Although he hated it in his heart, he did not lose his mind.

He knew very well that at the moment, Zhou Tian had a lot of eyes and ears in the palace, and if he wanted to completely get out of Zhou Tian's sight, he could only let himself 'die' in front of Zhou Tian's eyeliner.

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'Brush'...

An old figure appeared beside Ling Feng.

"Young Master, everything is done!".

"Are people reliable?".

"It's all dead!".

Ling Feng closed his eyes and said for a moment: "Let's do what you want!"

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At dawn, it is the time of deep sleep.

"Catch the Assassins! Catch the Assassins!".

There was an exclamation, accompanied by the sky-high firelight, and the originally quiet Zhennan Wangfu suddenly jumped with chickens and dogs.

"Young Master, Young Master, You Can't Die!".

Huang Bo, the housekeeper of the Zhennan Palace, hugged Ling Feng, who was covered in blood, and shouted: "Young Master, wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"Sue ... Tell Father ... Help me get my revenge!".

'Click'...

The fire spread bigger and bigger, and the house where Ling Feng lived was filled with thick smoke, and with the sound of 'squeaking', a thick roof beam suddenly smashed down.

"Uncle Huang, let's go!

"Let's go, the old slave has been entrusted by the prince, and now he will die to apologize!"

The rest of the room looked at each other and ran out quickly.

'Boom' ...

The fire consumes everything ...

"Finally got rid of this thorn in the heart!".

A few people outside looked at the room surrounded by firelight and turned away.

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The Great Zhou Dynasty has a vast territory and is divided into the eastern soil, the western desert, the southern wilderness and the northern territory.

At this time, on the official road leading to the Southern Wilderness, Ling Feng and Huang Bo were riding horses and galloping.

"Don't worry, one day I will let Zhou Tian pay for his life!"

Although Ling Feng is the son of the world, he is also a sixteen-year-old child, and everything last night really made him feel bad in his heart.

"In order to escape from the royal court smoothly, they will give their lives without regrets!"

All this made his heart numb for four years, and he couldn't help but throb.

'Phew'...

Ling Feng tightened the reins of his horse and gasped: "Uncle Huang, do they have any arrangements for their family?"

"Young Master, it has been arranged, you can rest assured!"

Ling Feng listened and looked at Huang Bo: "Don't tell me, just give them a little money!"

"Young Master forgive sins!".

Huang Bo hurriedly dismounted and arched his waist: "At present, we can only do this, after some time, the old slave will personally take them all to the Southern Wilderness!"

Ling Feng nodded and let out a long exhale.

"This is what they deserve!".

Ling Feng closed his eyes, but despite this, his heart was still hard to let go.

"What if... If I had the cultivation that made Zhou Tian jealous, all this would definitely have been avoided!"

In the past, Ling Feng had always believed that as long as he had the strength to protect himself, he would be able to cultivate himself.

But now, he has woken up to the fact that self-preservation is not enough, and that your enemies must feel hopeless and out of reach.

Only in this way will they put away their thoughts about you and the people around you.

"Last night, I swear there will never be a second time!".

Ling Feng really didn't want to think about it, in a person's life, there could not be only one person, there would definitely be lovers and friends.

If one day they encounter danger and they can't do anything about it, then they must have the heart to die.

"You've finally understood the importance of strength!".

Unfamiliar words sounded in Ling Feng's mind, Ling Feng was stunned, and then reacted.

"You're right, it's a pity it's a little late!".

"Hey, hey!".

The unfamiliar voice sounded again: "How can it be late, people's consciousness will always pay some price, this is the cruelty of growth!"

"Is it cruel?".

Ling Feng sneered: "I will only experience this kind of cruelty once, and there will definitely not be a second time in the future!"

"Who wouldn't say big things!".

Ling Feng was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know who you are, but I understand that since you can reach the peak of the Spirit Sect in a short period of time, you must be a person with extremely high cultivation!"

"As long as you can help me, I'm willing to pay any price!"

"Even if it's my life!".

Ling Feng Zhengse: "Would you like to?"

"Deal!".

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