Ruifeng Hou Mansion, Yuanling Hall.

The emaciated little Hou Ye Ling Feng tiptoed towards the Origin Spirit Mirror in the hall.

He gently pressed his palm on the snow-white mirror of the Source Spirit Mirror, and under the white light, a line of small characters appeared on the mirror.

"Is it such a waste material?" Ling Feng's eyes shot ~ a cold and arrogant light that did not belong to the young man at all, and he was about to turn around and leave immediately after being disappointed.

At this moment, an extremely rude mocking voice came from behind him, making Ling Feng, who was about to turn around, stiffen a little.

"Who should I be? Isn't this our peerless Tianjiao Lingfeng little marquis? Hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I haven't died of illness yet!"

A thick~strong white-clothed young man proudly stepped forward, slapped Ling Feng on the shoulder with one palm, pushed him down three steps fiercely, glanced at the remaining handwriting on the source spirit mirror, and pouted and smiled: "Hehe, sixteen years old, double opening pulse realm, no spirit root, just this talent, I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to be my little brother." ”

As he spoke, the white-clothed young man stretched out his hand and pressed it on the source spirit mirror, and the snow-white mirror immediately burned with a crimson spiritual light, and a line of small words quickly appeared on it: "Ling Shan, 16 years old, five layers of the Open Pulse Realm, one fire spirit root!"

Looking at the line of handwriting on the mirror, Ling Shan laughed exaggeratedly, and provocatively showed off his strong biceps to Ling Feng, like a peerless king walking in the world, his eyes looked down arrogantly: "How about it, little Hou Ye, envy it! I am a genius with a stable fire spirit root, but it is much more reliable than the five fire spirit roots that Xiao Hou Ye is not stable." ”

Ling Feng's expression was slightly cold, and he was about to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by Ling Shan~ by his arm.

"What's the matter, little Hou Ye, this is leaving?" Ling Shan's face was fierce, and his hand was like iron pincers to pinch Ling Feng's arm.

"What are you going to do?" Ling Shan, don't forget, I'm the prince of the Hou Mansion, are you committing the following crimes?" Ling Feng couldn't help but show surprise, but his spiritual power cultivation was three times inferior to the other party, no matter how much he urged the spiritual power to resist, he couldn't struggle at all, so he could only move out of his identity with a flushed face to threaten the other party.

"Haha! Little Hou Ye? You are dreaming! You are Xiao Hou Ye, and it was yesterday, and now our little Hou Ye of Ruifeng Hou Mansion is the eldest young master Ling Yun. Hahaha!" Ling Shan said, couldn't help but laugh proudly a few times, and the strength in his hand spit out, when he pushed Ling Feng to the ground again.

Ling Feng struggled to get up from the ground, rubbed his aching arm, stared at this distant cousin with cold eyes, and asked angrily, "What do you want?"

Ling Shan pursed his lips and said mockingly, "Hey, it's quite horizontal!" stepped forward and kicked Ling Feng in the chest.

Ling Feng's eyes were as cold as frost, and he was about to dodge, but he suddenly found that his body was as heavy as a piece of rotten wood, and he couldn't keep up with his consciousness at all, and he was kicked to the ground, and a small stream of dazzling blood flowed out from the corner of his forehead after being hit by a lamppost.

"Little Hou Ye, with your talent, I don't want to be my little brother. Ling Shan sneered and stepped on Ling Feng's chest: "But what, after all, you are the little marquis, I haven't accepted a junior brother from a previous life, so if you are willing to kowtow to me three times today, and then call me boss, I will let you leave!"

Ling Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his forehead, bit his lip stubbornly, and stared at the other party angrily: "Aren't you afraid of my mother? No matter what I say, he is also the sister-in-law of the current Hou Ye." "His own strength is low, and Ling Feng can only use his mother's name to intimidate the other party. Who knows, it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, as soon as he says it, Ling Shan can't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Feng glared angrily and suspiciously.

Ling Shan glanced at Ling Feng disdainfully, stared at Ling Feng's pupils sarcastically, and said, "What do you say I'm laughing at? Do you think that with your waste son, what will happen to your mother?" Haha, the position of the master mother has been lost, and the forced promotion of cultivation by relying on the resources of the Hou Mansion has also been abolished, and there is also an empty management of you, a waste son. Hmph, Yun's ~ cheap woman is just a maid from a cheap background, and she even tried in vain to cling to the Hou Mansion and give birth to such a ~ cheap seed as you, which is simply a great shame for my Ruifeng Hou Mansion. Hmph, now that she has passed forty, her face is as decayed as an old, is Hou Ye still interested in pampering her again?"

"You...... I'll kill you!" Ling Feng let out a beastly roar.

Looking at Ling Shan's eyes, he shot ~ an angry red light that was as deep as the sea, and the body that was originally trampled under Ling Shan's feet was actually forced to slowly go to the top.

His talent cultivation is low, he can endure the ridicule and humiliation of others, and he has no complaints. But her own mother, she worked hard to raise herself and teach herself, what is wrong with her, why should she be shamelessly humiliated by a low~ lowly person like Ling Shan.

"Mother!" Ling Feng roared, tears streaming down his eyes.

At this time, in Ling Feng's blurred vision, his simple, unpretentious, kind and hardworking mother appeared.

At this moment, a faint dark cyan halo appeared on Ling Feng's arms supporting the ground, and there was a dense clicking sound on his arms, and the chest that Ling Shan had stepped on under his feet actually slowly began to move up a little bit.

The fierce sound of crunching bones was simply the sound of bones shattering caused by the over-operation of the spirit and exceeding the load on the body.

"You...... You're crazy!" A hint of surprise flashed in Ling Shan's eyes, obviously he couldn't have imagined that Ling Feng would be crazy to this point.

But the trapped beast is still fighting, and the husband is angry, not to mention Ling Feng, the prince of the Hou Mansion?

"Kill!"

Click......

Ling Feng's arms, ribs, and double~ legs all began to erupt into a series of astonishing bone explosions due to the huge force load.

Everyone could see that if this continued, the supporting bones of Ling Feng's whole body would be shattered, and he would not only be greeted by low cultivation and talent, but would also be crippled for life.

Ling Feng didn't say a word anymore, he bit his black lips tightly, his facial muscles kept shaking violently, and the clothes all over his body were completely soaked with the sweat rolling down, and he was forced to use the dual strength of the Open Pulse Realm, and under the suppression of the fifth power of the Open Pulse Realm, he slowly straightened his chest. This is no longer fighting with cultivation, but resisting and defending with life.

"You ......" Ling Shan's voice trembled like a ghost, and his original smug expression was all gone at this moment. But how could Ling Shan stop there, he had originally accepted the benefits of someone else's Open Pulse Pill to specifically trouble Ling Feng, if he retreated at this time, his cultivation would not be improved at that time, not to mention, I am afraid that he would anger that person instead.

Ling Shan immediately sneered twice, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he pulled out a dagger with cold light from his waist~ and stabbed it towards Ling Feng's chest. At the same time, he sneered: "Hmph! Although I can't kill you, but if I destroy your internal organs and make you a lifelong disability, who can say anything? Hmph, a mere Houfu waste, even a cheap breed that is not as good as a maid, I kill you like killing a chicken!"

"Kill!" Ling Feng roared angrily in his throat, suddenly bursting out of the full potential of his body, and in the midst of impossibility, he pushed through the soles of Ling Shan's feet for a few minutes, and actually stretched out an arm to his chest to grab the dagger that Ling Shan had stabbed.

Ling Shan had no actual combat experience, and was shocked by the sudden appearance of this scene, and the speed in his hand hesitated a little, but he was actually grabbed by Ling Feng's palm~ dagger.

The blood light of the red eyes dripped down the cold dagger blade, and Ling Shan was chilled for a while.

But this blow had exhausted all of Ling Feng's strength, and the moment he blocked Ling Shan's dagger, his mind suddenly went blank, and he fell into a brief coma.

"Die! you deserve to die!" Ling Shan lost his mind for a moment, then kicked Ling Feng in the chest with a fierce expression, stabbed out the dagger like a madman, and pounced straight in the direction where Ling Feng fell to the ground.

Bang!

Ling Feng's head slammed against the wall, waking him up again after a brief coma.

"Boy, I'll kill him for you!" Ling Feng's hoarse voice murmured an inexplicable word, and when his dull eyes looked at Ling Shan, he suddenly shot ~ an extremely cold coldness.

Ling Shan, who was struggling to rush forward, suddenly showed a ghost-like look of fear, and his original forward action couldn't help but freeze for a moment.

At this moment, a petite pale green figure suddenly shot out of the Yuan Spirit Hall, kicked in the air, and kicked lightly ~ lightly on the shoulder of Ling Shan, who was stagnant, and with a bang, he flew out sideways for more than a kilometer, and the pale green figure fell suddenly.

Ling Feng's eyes looked coldly at the strange * in front of him, and his mind did not relax in the slightest.

"Who are you?" Ling Feng's indistinct voice rolled in his throat.

"I'm Ling Yuyun, Yun'er, Brother Ling Feng!" The pale green figure smiled sweetly at Ling Feng, two brilliant pear vortices bloomed quietly on her delicate face, and her lustrous black hair fell on the waist of the aqua green long skirt~, which was indescribably sweet and moving.

"You're going to test it too?" Ling Feng asked weakly, looking at the wall weakly.

Ling Yuyun is the daughter of her second uncle Ling Tieshi, who is only thirteen years old and has met a few times occasionally. But the second uncle has ordinary talent, and he is away all the year round for the Hou Mansion to handle foreign affairs, and Yun'er rarely returns to the Hou Mansion, and the relationship between the two is not too close, but he doesn't want her to suddenly appear to relieve herself.

"Could it be a coincidence?" Ling Feng couldn't help but think to himself.

"Hmm!" Ling Yuyun grinned at Ling Feng, jumped forward with his feet together like a little rabbit, and landed briskly in front of the Source Spirit Stone, and said with a smile: "Brother Ling Feng, look at it!" As he spoke, the snow-white little palm of the jade was pressed on the mirror surface of the Yuan Spirit Stone, and then the Yuan Spirit Stone exploded ~ shot ~ An amazing red light appeared, and a line of small words also appeared on the mirror: "Ling Yuyun, thirteen years old, nine times in the Open Pulse Realm, two fire spirit roots, once in a hundred years, the talent of the fire system." ”

Ling Feng looked at the small words on the mirror, and felt that his breathing was slightly tight.

The once-in-a-century Twin Fire Spirit Root is in the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, and it can be regarded as a top talent, usually only need to concentrate on cultivation, and there is no need to pay attention to other chores at all, and all kinds of resources in the Hou Mansion are at his own disposal to cultivate. This talent, although a few points worse than his past self, is already quite top-notch.

"Brother Ling Feng, how is Yun'er's talent?" Yun'er's sweet voice appeared in Ling Feng's ears, and when Ling Feng woke up from the shock, he saw Yun'er squatting beside him, looking at his injuries with a curious and cute expression.

Ling Feng was about to open his mouth, when he suddenly felt a sweetness in his throat, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, but fortunately, Ling Yun'er was athletic, and just turned around slightly, and avoided the blood.

"Brother Ling Feng, don't speak, I'll feed you a blood tonic pill, you use your spiritual power to dissolve and carry it to the injury, and the injury on your body will be healed soon!" Ling Yun'er hurriedly stepped forward to support Ling Feng's trembling shoulder, and with a quiet expression, she quickly took out a small red Xuanling bag, took out a light red six-pattern pill from it, and fed it to Ling Feng.

"The blood tonic pill of the sixth grade of the spirit rank. Ling Shan, who got up from the corner of the wall and fell with bruises on his face, saw this scene, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth with hatred, and secretly gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect to Ling Yuyun, whose talent and cultivation were far higher than him.