Chapter 0218: Crying Blood and Pleading
Rushing back to the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, Ling Feng can be described as fleeing in the wilderness.
Almost at the same time that Ling Feng left the martial family, some people had already begun to spread rumors that Ling Feng had robbed the martial arts bride and that Huo Yao had eloped with Ling Feng on the wedding day.
The people that Ling Feng was forced to kill in the martial arts family have become ironclad evidence that Ling Feng bullied the weak and killed people.
Huo Ming Dao escorted Ling Feng back to the house, he originally wanted to be close to Ling Feng, but when he saw the crowd gathered at the gate of Ruifeng Hou's Mansion, he immediately said goodbye without hesitation.
Ling Feng stood at the gate of the mansion and watched the back of the Huo Ming Knife continue to move away, and he faintly felt that this guy's back was engraved with only being with the strong.
"Am I a strong man?" Ling Feng thought and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Judging from the resources and force at his disposal, he has indeed grown from a useless prince to a useless Hou Ye, but the embarrassing thing is that he is still a character who is pushed by the situation and struggles with force.
The sudden extra malicious gaze at the door made Ling Feng faintly feel like he was on his back.
"You can't be so passive, you have to do something, you have to!"
Ling Feng made up his mind like this, and decisively rushed into the mansion with Huo Yao, handing her over to Murong Yaqing, who rushed over to greet her.
"She was impacted by the power flow of the explosion of the Fire Spirit Knife, and after the treatment of Xuan Lingjue, her injuries were basically stable, but she had just completely broken with Wu Xuangang, and her emotions were very unstable, you find a safe maid to accompany her. Ling Feng cautiously explained, and hurried to the new meeting hall of the Hou Mansion.
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In the chamber!
At this time, it was deserted, and there were only three kittens in it, they were Ling Feng, Shanglin Yuxiu, and Dongmen District. Dongmen District was seriously injured, and he could only lean on the back of the chair to speak, and his chest would be painful when he moved, but he still insisted on participating in the discussion.
"Boss, I have something to say!" Dongmen ignored the concerned eyes of the others, but was more emotional than when he was not injured.
Ling Feng couldn't help but be amazed when he saw such an East Gate District.
Regarding the situation in front of him, Ling Feng can also be said to be full of mush now, and he can't see it clearly and can't understand it.
"Tell me, two of us, brothers, who is with whom! I'm worried that there is no one to guide me? Let me tell you, brother, in the current situation, I can only see this and that clearly, but when these things are combined, I can't see clearly. Ling Feng said his painful heart very bluntly.
He didn't ask Dongmen District directly, he was really distressed that this buddy was injured, but now that he was more excited than himself, Ling Feng didn't hide it.
"Haole, Hou Ye, listen to me!" Seeing Ling Feng's gaze on him, the East Gate District was like a sunflower that felt the light, and his face showed a look of ecstasy that could not be concealed.
"You say!" Ling Feng was also attracted by the expression of the East Gate District, he had always felt that the East Gate District was still talented, but his own pattern was not enough, so he had not let him show it.
Dongmen District exhaled lightly, adjusted his emotions, and then said: "Boss, I was injured today and couldn't go out, so I calmed down and thought about the situation we are facing now." As soon as the boss went out, all kinds of rumors began to spread in our Ruifeng Hou Mansion, saying that you, boss, even robbed other people's newlywed wives, and for a while, you seemed to have become a big demon king!"
Ling Feng nodded emphatically, not disapproving.
"You go on!" Ling Feng couldn't help but urge, he knew that this originally cute guy in the East Gate District had extremely important suggestions for himself every time he said something uncomfortable.
Before he came out of the death arena, in fact, the East Gate District had already planned a good way out for Ling Feng, but he didn't expect that something would go wrong in Baili Tianbing.
Now that the Dongmen District had made such a formal suggestion again, Ling Feng knew that he might have to make a big decision again. Of course, at this moment, Ling Feng was looking forward to making a decision as soon as possible, rather than being afraid of making a choice. Ling Feng himself knew very well that if he didn't make changes as soon as possible, the entire Ruifeng Hou Mansion would be completely torn apart by a terrifying force that he couldn't see.
At this time, Ling Feng could no longer count on Ling Tieshan to help him, because it could be seen from the various methods of the Fire Screaming Knife that it was clearly Ling Tieshan's means behind it, and he was simply using himself as a cover to establish his prestige. Of course, Ling Tieshan also saw that it was impossible for Ling Feng to expose his identity.
In fact, Ling Feng didn't dare to expose his father at all, it was really useless to expose it, it would only make the Ruifeng Hou Mansion disappear faster.
Now the rest of the Hou Mansion, except for Ling Yun's mother, Ling Feng's second mother Wang Yunqian, almost everyone else has changed their allegiance to Ling Feng, and Ling Feng, as the heir of the Marquis, was completely bound by the Hou Mansion.
Therefore, at this moment, Ling Feng is no longer a happy little kid, let alone a swordsman who wanders the world, and his only goal is to become a strong man, a peerless strong man who leads the Hou Mansion to become the overlord.
Finally, the East Gate District pondered for a long time, and finally spoke: "Boss, my current suggestion can be a little ridiculous, but you must listen, and you must not hesitate, even if you don't understand in the middle, you must continue to move forward, will you promise me?"
As soon as Ling Feng heard that the Dongmen District had not yet spoken, he actually began to make requests again, and he was immediately a little unhappy.
"Poof!"
Before Ling Feng could express his disgust, Dongmen suddenly slipped from his chair, and then struggled to straighten his body with his hands, allowing himself to kneel on the ground more standardly.
"What are you doing here?" Ling Feng was halfway up, and he wanted to go to the Fudongmen District, but he suddenly stopped moving.
"Bang bang bang!"
Dongmen District suddenly kowtowed three times at Ling Feng, and blood flowed from his forehead in an instant, but the expression on his face was surprisingly resolute.
At this moment, the East Gate District has completely changed, and he is no longer the cute little strategist he once was.
"What are you doing here?" Ling Feng said again, at a loss.
"You promise me, okay? Boss, as long as you promise me this time, even if you want to rebel in the future, when Your Majesty the Emperor Yan, I will definitely follow you before and after the saddle. After speaking, Dongmen District kowtowed again, and the blood on his forehead had already flowed to his neck, but this scholar, who had always been white and weak, didn't care about it at all.
Ling Feng was completely stunned, he never thought that there would be such a bloody time in the East Gate District.
Under the inspiration of brotherhood, he said with a heroic emotion of destruction: "Okay, I promise you, no matter how outrageous your suggestions are, I promise you, this game in my hands is rotten, brother, you can see it, let's play together, I will do what you say!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The Dongmen District kowtowed again with excitement, and said again and again: "Thank you!"
Shanglin Yuxiu on the side was completely shocked by the absurd dialogue between the two.
There is no content, no strategy, and it is not a joke to hand over the huge palace to a little strategist who is only eighteen years old to decide the future by relying entirely on a pleading, even if it is a bloody pleading?