Leng Feng came to the mansion of Martial King Wang Zhen, carrying the blood of two warriors in his hands, and had not seen his mentor for more than a month, so he specially bought the spirits that his mentor loved to drink. Smiling, he pushed the door open and strode in.

Wang Zhen was practicing his sword in the martial arts training field, and the long sword flying up and down was spitting dazzling light, and the howling wind hit his face like a knife. Leng Feng didn't dare to come forward to disturb, and stood quietly aside, watching intently.

After a long time, Wang Zhengui put his sword into the sheath, looked at Leng Feng who was still pondering with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Leng Feng, the captain of the third squad of hunters, has been very busy recently!"

Leng Feng was stunned when he heard this: "Mentor, why are you ......" and then thought of the identity of the other party, it is not difficult to know this. Embarrassed to laugh.

"You're doing a good job, and the Kingdom needs young people like you. ”

"Thank you for the compliment, by the way, Long Ling'er hasn't come yet?" This guy has always come earlier than himself, but now he finally came later than himself. Thinking of Long Ling'er, I couldn't help but feel a little warmth in my heart. In the past month or so, Long Ling'er has been constantly killing, and the number of times Long Ling'er appeared in his mind is that he can't even remember it. The thought of seeing each other later, I couldn't help but look forward to it.

Wang Zhen coughed dryly, glanced at Leng Feng guiltily, and said in a low voice: "He won't come, he has been grounded by His Majesty for now." ”

"What's the matter?, is it that Long Ling'er has caused some trouble?" Leng Feng asked with a worried face.

Wang Zhen suddenly didn't know how to speak, Leng Feng was his most valued disciple, and he couldn't bear to be hurt in his heart. Diverted the topic and said: "Don't worry, he'll be fine, let me see if your strength has regressed recently." ”

Leng Feng did not doubt it, and hurriedly held the Netherworld Sword, and under Wang Zhen's instructions, he practiced swordsmanship wholeheartedly.

Wang Zhen nodded frequently, his face full of appreciation. It strengthened his determination to regard Leng Feng as a closed disciple and cultivate it with all his might. After Leng Feng's drill was over, he said slowly: "The fighting skills I taught today are the foundation of my fame. It's called Nine Days of Bloody War. You've got it. "Draw your long sword and stand firmly in the martial arts training ground, slow down and unleash it.

Leng Feng only felt a killing aura rushing towards him, and he couldn't help but take more than ten steps back before standing still. I was horrified in my heart, just the monstrous sword intent made me unable to resist. What a terrifying fighting skill this is! With the use of the sword moves, the fighting spirit of the long sword surges, and the breath of killing fiercely continues to permeate out, as if you are in a purgatory-like battlefield. I couldn't help but concentrate all my mind, and the power of the soul was fully sensed and carefully observed. At the same time, in the soul space, a clear figure quickly copied every movement with the trajectory angle of the mentor dancing the long sword in front of him.

After Wang Zhen's patient guidance, even with Leng Feng's understanding, he only understood a little bit of skin. Wang Zhen took out the jade scroll of fighting skills from the ring, handed it over with a serious face, and said, "This jade scroll was obtained from a ruin, and it is now taught to you." I hope that one day, the Nine Days of Bloody War will shine in your hands. ”

"Thank you, mentor. Leng Feng took the jade scroll of fighting skills and bowed.

"If you don't know anything, just come and ask me, you have an excellent understanding, and it shouldn't be difficult to comprehend. ”

After Leng Feng thanked his mentor again, he said goodbye and left with excitement.

Stroll through the crowded streets and walk towards the Tenryu Leisure Club. Why Long Ling'er was grounded by His Majesty has not yet been clarified, and seeing that the mentor is not willing to talk about it. Leng Feng was relieved, so he had to ask His Royal Highness Long Shangwu. As soon as I walked around the corner, a pleasant exclamation came from behind me.

"Cold Front ......"

looked back suspiciously, only to see a carriage, the smiling Yue Weier kept waving her hand. The beautiful face is full of surprise. Leng Feng stepped forward with a smile and quipped, "It turned out to be the boss of the moon, what a coincidence! Where are you going?"

"Don't make fun of me, if it weren't for your idea, where would I have achieved this? Don't forget, you're the boss too. All this is thanks to you. I'm going to the clubhouse. You can go with you!" Yue Wei'er said with a flushed face.

"Okay, I have something to ask Long Shangwu?" Leng Feng smiled and boarded the carriage, and suddenly a faint fragrance came to his face.

Yue Wei'er asked puzzledly: "Brother Feng, where have you been during this time? I can't see you all the time, and you weren't even present when the clothing store opened." ”

Leng Feng touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "I'm busy with some things, by the way, what will happen to Blade?" The identity of his hunter must not be revealed, otherwise those who know will be secretly disposed of. Fearing that Yueweier would continue to entangle this topic, she hurriedly diverted to other places.

"The Blade Club is now a fourth-level six-star guild, and Chen Bin, Cheng Man and others are busy to death every day. In addition, a large number of warriors were also recruited. The number of people has exceeded 800, and it is like the first guild of the academy. As a member of the Blade Club, Yue Weier reported to Leng Feng with great interest.

After a while, the two talked all the way and walked towards the clubhouse. Long Shangwu saw Leng Feng and Yue Wei'er coming together, and joked with a smile: "The busy man Leng Feng has finally appeared, is it really not easy to see you?"

The three of them chatted with each other for a while and sat down, and Yue Wei'er said with excitement on her face: "The beauty clothing store is in a mess now, and the net income is around 70 million every day. Although it is still a little far from the clubhouse, it also makes me very satisfied. When I think of my position in the family, because of the huge success of the clothing store, and the scene of rising steadily, I can't help but be full of joy. I was finally able to contribute to my family.

The three of them carefully discussed the trivial matters of the clothing store and the clubhouse for a while. Yue Wei'er stood up, blushed and whispered, "That's the case, my father wants to see the two of them and thank them in person." It's rare for Leng Feng to appear today, why don't you go to my house for a little gathering tonight? I'm scared of my father. ”

Long Shangwu and Leng Feng glanced at each other, and the former smiled: "I should go to see my uncle, I have no problem, it depends on whether Leng Feng goes or not." ”

Yue Wei'er's eyes were as dark as jewels, looking at Leng Feng with expectation, and muttered, "Brother Feng, you must be on your face! You don't know how annoying my father is." After saying that, he had a scared expression.

Leng Feng said funny: "The richest man in the imperial capital is invited, how dare I not go." Then tonight!"

Yue Wei'er cheered excitedly, and shouted happily: "Then it's decided, I'll go back to prepare immediately, and I'll send a car to pick up the two distinguished guests in the evening." He walked out with a smile.

When Yueweier's figure disappeared, both of them fell silent. After a long time, Leng Feng said bitterly: "Long Ling'er was grounded, it must have something to do with me!" His team was tired for more than a month, and when he returned to the imperial capital, Long Ling'er was grounded again. The combination of various events made Leng Feng have an extremely bad premonition.

Long Shangwu sighed and frowned, "Father ordered people to constantly assign tasks to the third team, in fact, he wanted you to separate. But Ling'er found his father and forced him to agree to your business. It's like this, and I'm not even allowed to see each other?"

Leng Feng felt a pain in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "Is she okay?"

"I don't know. Father Emperor Long Yan was furious, and I went to intercede and was reprimanded. ”

After a long time, Leng Feng laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's me who takes it for granted, after all, Long Ling'er is a princess, maybe it was all wrong from the beginning." After this, Leng Feng appeared disheartened. Perhaps in the eyes of the superiors, he is just an insignificant little person, a pawn.

"Leng Feng, you shouldn't be blamed for this, and you don't have to blame yourself. You're still young, who knows what will happen in the future? Now you're very strong, and God knows what heights you'll reach in a few years. As long as you truly love Ling'er, then become strong as soon as possible!" Long Shangwu couldn't bear it for a while, and seeing that Leng Feng was depressed, he hurriedly persuaded.

Leng Feng slowly raised his head, and his eyes were as bright as stars, full of determination. He muttered, "The Demon Martial Arts Dual Cultivation Sect is both at the advanced level, and this is far from enough. When I became the Grand Magister or the Warrior King, no one could stop us from being together. Thinking of this, the previous decadence was swept away, and endless fighting spirit emerged. The blood feud of his father and the friendship of Long Ling'er must be strong by themselves before they can be realized one by one.

Long Shangwu patted Leng Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "This is the Leng Feng I know, I believe you will be able to do it." ”

Leng Feng nodded vigorously and let out a long breath. Slowly closed his eyes, put all his thoughts into the soul space, and cast a black figure in the bloody battle for nine days. The desire to be a strong man has never been stronger. I can't help but seize all the time and work hard to improve myself.

Long Shangwu sighed secretly and walked out cautiously. Didn't disturb Leng Feng's meditation. If Long Shangwu knew what Leng Feng was doing at the moment, he would definitely be shocked! After all, this black shadow like a cheating device was unheard of.

I don't know how long it took, Leng Feng, who was completely immersed in the black shadow of the Nine Heavens of the Bloody War, was gently patted. "Brother Feng, it's time for us to go. ”

Leng Feng came back to his senses and saw Yue Weier in a red dress, standing in front of him. Suddenly remembering something, he slapped his forehead with his big hand, and said apologetically: "I patronized meditation, but I forgot about it." ”

Long Shangwu smiled slightly and muttered, "Leng Feng, you must be relaxed all the way to cultivation. Don't rush it!"

Leng Feng nodded, and under Yue Wei'er's constant urging, he walked out. sighed in his heart: "Ling'er, give me a little time, wait for me." ”

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