"Hey, stinky boy, aren't you very bold? Why did you leave for a while and come back like a turtle? ”

Although Song Dawen's eyes were as small as sesame seeds, he was a thief, and when he was discussing the strategy of seeking money and killing Zhu Yun, he happened to find that Ling Feng, who had left, had turned back.

"Hey, who's talking to his grandmother?"

Ling Feng pretended to be puzzled, looked left and right, and finally locked his playful gaze on Song Dawen, and teased: "A ball of meat can actually spit out people's mouths, which really opened my eyes, master." ”

"You ——!"

Song Dawen's body trembled, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and rushed towards Ling Feng viciously, "You bastard dare to talk to me in such a tone, looking for death." ”

Ling Feng's hands were folded together neatly, staring at the sword blade that was constantly expanding in his pupils, looking at it with a comfortable appearance.

Before the cannibal vine was introduced, he believed that absolutely no one would dare to touch him.

"Dawen, what are you doing?"

Sure enough, as Ling Feng expected, Zhu Yun stopped in front of Song Dawen and pretended to scold: "Have you forgotten that Shenwu students should keep the right and the evil and not bully the weak?"

"Little deflated three."

Song Dawen withdrew his sharp long sword, and spit on the ground in anger: "For Senior Zhu's sake today, I will spare your life for the time being." ”

If it weren't for Ling Feng and some use value, how could Song Dawen allow him to stand and speak?

After the double reed was sung, Zhu Yun said apologetically to Ling Feng: "Little brother, Dawen has such a hot temper, but his heart is actually quite good, don't mind." ”

"Hehe, I'm a human being, how can I deal with a round ball of meat?"

Ling Feng waved his hand aggressively, and his heart was spitting.

Song Dawen's anger that had just calmed down rushed up, and it wasn't until he was glared at by Zhu Yun angrily that he forcibly restrained the urge to tear Ling Feng to pieces.

"Little brother, since you plan to go with us, you are not an outsider, I don't know if you are a disciple of that family in Tianming City?"

The reason why he asked like this was to knock on the side and understand Ling Feng's identity.

If Ling Feng is a soft persimmon with no background, he will not be polite to use it as bait to complete an important part of the plan.

"Ling Feng. ”

A man stands up to the sky, he doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, there is no need to hide it.

"Ling Feng, that waste of the Ling family in Tianming City?"

Song Dawen suddenly spoke, stared at Ling Feng for a while, and then shook his head and said: "The age is right, but that Ling Feng is a wine bag and rice bag, he is almost an adult, it is said that he has not awakened the wheel of life yet, your kid's cultivation should be at the first level of the mortal realm, it is definitely not him." ”

Ao Bingyue is the proud daughter of the sky of the Shenwu Academy, and there is no student in the Shenwu Academy who does not know. Song Dawen faintly heard a few days ago that before Ao Bingyue entered the Shenwu Academy to cultivate, there was also a childhood sweetheart, who was Ling Feng of the Ling family in Tianming City.

But Ling Feng in Tianming City did not awaken the wheel of life, and this matter has become a laughing stock after tea and dinner for the big families of Tianming City. Even if the waste Ling Feng was lucky, in the past few days, it would be impossible for him to reach the first layer of the Mortal Realm so quickly, so he directly vetoed this speculation.

"I heard that Ling Feng of the Ling family in Tianming City, the toad wants to eat swan meat, and the idea of beating Ao Bingyue, if Senior Brother Duan knows, he won't know how to die. ”

Beside him, a student from the Divine Martial Academy sneered.

"Don't talk about Senior Brother Duan, even Chen Wuxiang is not something that Ling Feng's waste can deal with. ”

Song Dawen seemed to be very disgusted by the name 'Ling Feng', and cursed: "This kind of waste that doesn't know what to do, if you continue to entangle Ao Bingyue, sooner or later you will die on the streets." ”

"Okay, it's endless, even if Ling Feng, the waste of Tianming City, dies, you don't want to get the heart of Ao Bingyue, that woman's vision is high. ”

Zhu Yun interrupted everyone's discussion and said to Ling Feng in a harmonious voice: "Little brother, we still have to find the Yin Bone Flower in the Misty Mountain Range before we can go back, but don't worry, the place where the Yin Bone Flower appeared is on our way back to Tianming City, and it won't delay you much." ”

Afraid that Ling Feng would regret it, Zhu Yun hurriedly added: "Of course, you are now a part of our team, and the soul beasts hunted along the way, or the spirit grass collected, will be shared with you." ”

In Zhu Yun's impression, there is only one Ling family in Tianming City, and now that he has found out that the Ling Feng in front of him is not the waste of the Ling family in Tianming City, he has already put his mind at ease.

"It's okay, the reason why I came to the Misty Mountains is also for experience. ”

Ling Feng knew that the 'Yin Bone Flower' was just an excuse for Zhu Yun to prevaricate himself.

The reason why he didn't directly admit his identity was that he was afraid that these five miscellaneous people with the hearts of beasts would have scruples after learning about their identities, and they would not reveal their murderous nature.

As for the constant abuse and ridicule of Ling Feng in the mouths of Fang Cai, he didn't take it to heart at all, because in Ling Feng's eyes, the five people were already dead people right now.

"Senior, why should we share his share of the reward we have worked so hard for?"

Song Dawen was furious when he heard this, and suddenly he saw Zhu Yun winking at him, and he immediately understood.

Anyway, Ling Feng wouldn't live long, and the things he sent out didn't end up in the hands of a few of his own people.

Thinking of this, Song Dawen was relieved in his heart.

"Without further ado, let's go now. ”

Zhu Yun looked up at the sky, saw that the sky was gradually darkening, and he was ready to go, taking the lead.

Ling Feng happily followed behind them.

At the moment, he is at a loss to break through the three hundred and sixty chakras and break through the second layer of metamorphosis, and when he walks with Zhu Yun and the others, he should just lead a few dogs out to relax.

The team crossed the mountains and retreated towards the edge of the Misty Mountains, only to slow down as the sun set and the sky grew dark.

Song Dawen looked back and saw how long Ling Feng had walked behind him, he was still calm, and couldn't help but wonder, and was about to say a few words to ridicule Ling Feng, when suddenly, the four people in front of him paused, showing vigilance and vigilance.

Ling Feng raised his head, looked through the gap between the figures of several people, and found that in the dense grass in front of him, there was a rat the size of a rice bucket.

The rat was pitch black, with palm-sized black scales all over its body, shimmering in the dim light.

"It's a soul beast, an iron hamster. ”

Zhu Yun's frozen face relaxed.

The iron-skinned hamster, whose strength is at a low level in the First Tribulation Soul Beast, is equivalent to about the second layer of the Human Warrior Transformation Realm, and it is definitely not the opponent of his own few people.

Zhu Yun took the lead, led three students from the Shenwu Academy, carrying cold and shining weapons, and outflanked the tin hamsters who were looking for food.

The tin hamster spotted the breath of a human warrior and turned around and ran. Zhu Yun flew up, the long sword in his hand turned into a silver dragon, and in a flash, he only heard the sound of 'snort' flesh and blood separation.

The sharp sword pierced the tin hamster's neck, and the stinky blood gushed out, and in a short time the green grass was dyed red.

Seeing this, the other students swarmed up, and the flames were splashing, and in a short time they cut the tin hamster into several pieces.

Ling Feng watched with relish from the side.

The Achilles heel of the iron hamster is in the neck, if it weren't for Zhu Yun's just right sword, with Song Dawen's few wine bags and rice bags, even with the sharpness of the lower grade yuan weapon in his hand, he would definitely not be able to easily kill the iron hamster.

The most precious thing on the tin hamster is the palm-sized scales.

This piece of iron is the material used to create the lower grade element. Zhu Yun didn't break his promise, and Ling Feng, who was watching from the side, also got a few pieces.

"Late at night is the most active time for soul beasts, let's rest here for the night and set off again tomorrow. ”

In the endless darkness of the primordial mountain range, the fierce roar of the soul beast came and went, and Zhu Yun's gaze cast into the distance became deep and solemn.