Ling Shi walked back behind Ling Feng with a smile on his face and a bit of pride on his face, and the haze that was originally hidden between his eyebrows finally completely dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Murong Yaqing was quite surprised and said to Ling Feng: "Brother Ling Feng, are you really trying to win him over by giving the Great Elder such a chance?

Murong Yaqing's sharpness and intelligence really surprised Ling Feng for a moment.

He thought for a moment, and then replied, "I'm just not right, I don't care if he's loyal or not. As you said, the Great Elder is a 10,000-year-old wall-to-wall grass, and letting him defeat the Wang Family's Wang Dao is just the right thing to confuse and make people wonder if it's me or my father who wants to do something. Didn't my sister find out that we are all making such a big deal about it, and my father is still drinking tea at your house, which is a bit unreasonable. ”

Thinking about it, with the relationship between the two, the family affection really can't be talked about, and when Ling Feng is in trouble, his father-in-law doesn't take the initiative to help, and he can only rely on this kind of little trick to imply that the two father and son are one.

Murong Yaqing couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, feeling a little distressed Ling Feng, and said secretly: "He is not yet sixteen years old, a minor boy, he should have been cared for by the elders of the clan, but he suffered the worst tragedy in the world. ”

Feeling his hand gently held by a pair of warm and slippery little hands, Ling Feng's heart suddenly had a warm feeling.

This kind of warmth, although Ling Feng had experienced it in Hongyu and Cui Lingyun, was far less profound than this time.

Of course, this is not a matter of deep feelings, and the only explanation is that after the memory of oneself is completed, the body and mind are in harmony, which will have a new and different feeling.

"Grandpa, thank you!" Ling Feng couldn't help but feel grateful in his heart.

If it weren't for Ling Shi to complete his memory before he died, even if he could become a martial artist by relying on his grandfather's memory, he would be afraid that he would have regrets in the end.

What's more serious is that if the body and mind do not match, it is almost impossible for a martial artist to step into the ascending realm, if there is no subsequent memory completion, I am afraid that he will be trapped at the peak of Wuzun for a lifetime.

Thinking about this, Ling Feng enjoyed his wife's gentleness even more relieved, it was very hasty to say that the two got married, but after all, they had become a legitimate husband and wife.

Ling Feng leaned on the soft cushion on the Taishi chair relaxedly, gently squeezing his wife's tender hands, and his face was indescribably relaxed.

He immediately said: "Wait and see! There will definitely be a wonderful drama staged in a while, if my guess is right, Zhu Rong's people must be on the periphery, we will naturally not see it when we wait, but I bet that Tu Biao will inevitably get a report from his subordinates in a while, Wang Bo was hijacked by Zhu Rong's people." ”

Murong Yaqing couldn't help but be stunned, and then her face showed a little joy, but she didn't bother to think about it, and immediately asked, "What is Fenglang going to do?"

Ling Feng attached his ear to her jade-carved ear bead and said, "Of course, it is to kill the enemy alliance and make the alliance between the Wang family and the Zhurong clan suspicious!"

Murong Yaqing suddenly felt a scorching air flow urging to her ears, and she couldn't help blushing and heartbeat, her eyes were already beautiful, and when she looked back, she was coquettish with a bit of charm, and Ling Feng, who had recovered her youthful heart, couldn't help but feel a burst of warmth in her heart, and she couldn't help but sweat when she held the hand of the beautiful woman.

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult, for the sake of one Wang Bo, the two families may not be ......" Murong Yaqing hurriedly and shyly changed the topic, using divine sense transmission instead, and took the opportunity to distance the two of them slightly.

She is an eighteen-year-old lady, and when she was an adult, she had already been taught by a special maid about men and women, so she already knew that Ling Feng was in love, and she didn't dare to be too intimate.

Although Ling Feng did not have a special servant to teach men and women, the memories of his grandfather's past life were simply an encyclopedia of activities, and in this life, he really had a relationship with Shanglin Yuxiu, but he also understood that if he continued to mess around, he was afraid that he would really make a joke.

While the two were talking, Ling Feng saw a Biaomen warrior running from afar, feeling not far away beside him, and after a while, Tu Biao strode towards Ling Feng with a gloomy face.

Tu Biao arched his hand, snorted angrily, and said: "Shizi, people have been robbed again, this matter is not in place for me Tu Biao." ”

Ling Feng almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and immediately pretended to be calm and asked, "What's the matter?"

Sure enough, Tu Biao immediately told the story of the encounter between the disciples of the Biao Sect and the Wuzun of the Zhurong Clan, and his face was black during the whole process, obviously feeling a big loss of face.

What he couldn't figure out even more was that Zhu Rong's martial arts didn't deal with Ling Feng, or came directly to grab Zhu Rong's photos, what kind of stuff was he making with him at this time.

Angry, Tu Biao didn't plan to get back on the field, this dumb loss was settled. After all, the other party is one of the four major families, and the Ruifeng Marquis Mansion is afraid that he has no ability to provoke him, how dare he?

Coming to Ling Feng to cry with a sad face is just to do a superficial project, so that Ling Feng will not be angry with him.

Tu Biao's slippery nature, Ling Feng saw it in his eyes, and Murong Yaqing also knew it.

"That's it, don't you have a back hand?" Murong Yaqing looked at Tu Biao's back and asked Ling Feng.

Ling Feng chuckled lightly, patted her hand and said, "There is no backhand, but I'm afraid the show is about to be staged." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, as if he wanted to verify Ling Feng's words, a strange martial artist who exuded the aura of martial arts walked into the arena with a team of people in a big way, and the startled crowd of melon-eating people hurriedly dodged the scene.

Looking at the people who came, in addition to the one Wu Zun who was the leader, the twenty people who followed behind him were actually the peak cultivation of the Martial Sect of Yishui, and no matter what the combat power was, just look at their spiritual connotations, their expressions were proud, and their movements, breathing and qi showed that they had extraordinary origins and training, and they were definitely a strong team that could twist into a rope and exert the effect of one plus one being greater than two.

In terms of style, this entrance atmosphere is definitely more than Tubiao's entrance to the sky.

Tu Biao watched from the sidelines, couldn't help pouting, and couldn't help but feel all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred in his heart.

Standing on the high platform, the Dongmen District arched his hand and said, "I don't know who is coming?

That Wuzun glanced at the East Gate District, looking arrogant and invincible, but in the end, he pouted and didn't bother to pay attention to the thoughts of the East Gate District.

Dongmen District suddenly couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and said that if you are a martial artist, you will rush to fight it, Tu Biao is not a faceless person who has been suppressed by our boss, you are a bird.

Immediately let the other party play big, he kept looking at the time compass in his hand, determined the time he expected, and immediately spoke loudly: "Everyone, the time has almost passed, and the master of the Tubiao Sect has never brought a suitable exchange item, I now announce that in half an hour, this auction of Tianjiao Zhu Rong's photos will fail, and he will automatically become the waste material martial arts sect of the martial arts of the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, and he will not be able to come out unless he is dead or disabled." ”

The people who ate melons were in an uproar, they didn't expect this product to dare to say it, and many people couldn't help but look in the direction of the Hou Mansion, wanting to confirm the situation to Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was also very cooperative and immediately spoke, and his spiritual power was contained in his voice: "Everyone, there is no need to doubt that the East Gate District is my chief strategist of Ling Feng, and his words represent my intentions." ”

The crowd couldn't help but be in an uproar again.

"This ......"

"Could it be that the Tianjiao of the dignified Rong family wants to become the sparring slave of the Ruifeng Hou Mansion, this is too amazing!"

In the crowd, Wu Zun of the Zhurong family, who had been pretending to be arrogant, finally couldn't hold back a little, and when he saw that the situation was about to get out of control, he couldn't help but shake his face.

He didn't expect that a small martial artist peak boy in the East Gate District would actually be Ling Feng's chief strategist, and he would be able to speak on behalf of Ling Feng on such an occasion.

". This Wuzun named Zhurong Daoer couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.

As a courtier of the Zhurong family, he was actually very worried about the terrible consequences of the unsuccessful auction, but as a martial artist, he couldn't pull down his son to take the initiative to send a request to the Dongmen District, and he himself was just an ordinary miscellaneous Wuzun, and he didn't dare to be presumptuous after Tu Biao's previous experience.

On the high platform, the East Gate District obviously saw this pretending to force Wu Zun with a tangled face, but as if he hadn't seen it, he turned around and openly asked Ling Feng:

"Shizi, in order to avoid misunderstanding and friction between the two major forces of the Hou Mansion and the Wang family, Dongmen hopes that the prince will allow me to write a notice to explain that the prince is generous and compassionate, and is willing to give the Wang family or the Wang family's pro-rich forces the opportunity to take away Zhu Rong Houzhao with dignity, but because of the inaction of the Wang family and their relatives and friends, the kindness of the prince has not been implemented, and we are forced to have no choice but to accept Zhu Ronghou as a sparring slave according to the imperial co-governance code, sparring slaves need to tattoo slaves......"

Zhu Rong Daoer's heart couldn't help but tremble, he couldn't hold back at all, and he couldn't care about the face of the martial arts master, and shouted loudly: "Wait! ”

Dongmen District glanced at him and said contemptuously: "He, who are you, I asked you just now, arrogantly ignoring me, I'm in a hurry now." Hah, who are you?"

At the end of speaking, he rolled his eyes, looked impatient, and actually took out the table, chair, paper and pen from the Xuanling ring, and began to write the notice he said in public.

Zhu Rong Daoer was really anxious, and immediately roared angrily: "Wait, I am the Wuzun of the Wang family, and I am here to redeem my son-in-law, I have brought two earth-level spiritual weapons, and Wang Bo of the Wang family Tianjiao is here to exchange!"

At this shout, the scene was in an uproar, and the people who were still worried about Zhu Ronghouzhao's miserable fate all showed bright smiles and said with an arrogant look: "Look! I'll just say ......."

The crowd was noisy, and Dongmen Daoer was excited in his heart, but the Dongmen District on the high platform was deaf, and the pen was like a god, but it was noisy all the time, and he wrote a long article of hundreds of words in one breath.

After writing, the East Gate District shook it away, showed it to Ling Feng behind him, and said with a smile: "Shizi, look, how is this notice written?"

Ling Feng deliberately let others see that he reacted to the actions of the East Gate District, and immediately gave a thumbs up to the East Gate District, and praised: "The writing is good, and the principles and exquisiteness of our Ruifeng Hou Mansion are clearly explained, this is not that my Ruifeng Hou Mansion will not compromise, it is Zhu Rong's own children who are in trouble, and they are not willing to wipe the aftermath #fart# shares." Well, that's all. ”

The East Gate District was praised by Ling Feng and did not take credit, so he immediately turned to face the people in the square and read aloud the notice.

At this moment, Temu Corundum stepped onto the high platform with ghost steps, waiting beside the East Gate District, ready to take the notice from his hand at any time, and put the notice on the huge wooden sign inserted in the center of the high platform.

"Wait!" Zhu Rong Daoer saw that the big mistake was about to be made, and immediately didn't care about being presumptuous, stepped up out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the side of the East Gate District, and was about to step forward to grab the notice in the hand of the East Gate District.

"Hugh has to be presumptuous!" Tiemu Corundum, who was standing on the side, suddenly roared unexpectedly, and suddenly his figure flashed in front of the Dongmen District, and the pitch-black narrow stabbing sword in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous tongue.

Bang bang bang......

Zhu Rong Daoer's hand was strangely blocked, although it was only for a moment, the East Gate District got a chance to breathe, and instantly grabbed the notice and retreated, floating down the high platform.

Burst!

After the iron wood corundum blocked Zhu Rong Daoer's grasp, he was immediately shocked by the violent power, and flew out of the high platform upside down with blood spurting from his mouth

With such a slowdown, even if it was only for a moment, Ling Feng had already reacted, and the afterimage step was launched, and the person had already sneaked to the high platform, stabbing out a wind and fire sword qi in time, completely sealing Zhu Rong Daoer's pursuit.