Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the March appointment of the wind is coming as scheduled, whether you want to or not, you will face it.

In the early morning, Ling Feng sat cross-legged, as if he was unwilling to give up this minute and second of cultivation time, and in one breath, a trace of substantial spiritual energy drilled into the meridians in his body along the pores around Ling Feng's body, and swam through it slowly returning to the dantian.

At the same time, a trace of spiritual energy drilled down Ling Feng's forehead, pouring into the spiritual platform along the meridians on the edge of the spiritual platform, and then was refined by the mental power, strengthening the mental power in the spiritual platform.

His eyelids trembled slightly, Ling Feng slowly opened his eyes, and a gray glow filled his pupils, which were taken back by Ling Feng in an instant, as if nothing had happened.

Opening his mouth, a dim mouthful of turbid air erupted, Ling Feng slowly got up, "Crackling!" The sound of the bones crashing like a beautiful movement sounded.

Ling Feng looked at the sunlight shining outside the window, a warm feeling hit his heart, the corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled slightly, got up and walked to the door, stretched out his hand and "squeak!" opened the door, only to see the vast white snow as if the dazzling sunlight came directly, subconsciously Ling Feng closed his eyes, and only after a while did he get used to it.

"Crunch!" Ling Feng made a "crunch!" sound as he stepped on the snow.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, Ling Feng looked up at the sky, there were no clouds, and a flock of white doves were flying tirelessly in the blue sky, as if the cold could not hinder their flight.

The sun shone down, Ling Feng only felt that hundreds of millions of pores all over his body were bathed in the sun, maybe Ling Feng didn't know, maybe Ling Feng couldn't remember, since when Ling Feng said goodbye to the habits of children and carried a piece of the sky of father's enmity alone, even this sun has not been carefully looked at for a long time.

The corners of his mouth flickered, and Ling Feng muttered, "It's a good weather!"

On this day, Ling Feng became open-minded, got rid of the impetuousness of the past, and only felt calm, as if he had not been seen for a long time.

Slapped with cold water on his face, Ling Feng looked at himself in the mirror, his fair face was slightly emaciated, the dark black robe brought Ling Feng endless old age, and with a wry smile, Ling Feng shook his head, I don't know how long it had been since he looked in the mirror, maybe even Ling Feng couldn't remember.

Touching the storage ring on his finger, the light blue light flashed, and a big knife suddenly appeared, holding the big knife Ling Feng waved violently, the fierce knife qi seemed to be colder than the cold wind, and the air made a "hiss" sound.

Smiling slightly, Ling Feng put away the big knife, speaking of which was still the big knife that he had obtained from Xiao Lin's hand that day, and now that it had been so long, he finally had the opportunity to take it out.

Clapped his hands, Ling Feng pushed the door out, at this time the streets were covered with snow on both sides, like a silver avenue, Ling Feng stepped slowly, as if he was strolling leisurely, at this moment, Ling Feng didn't seem to be in a hurry, just walked slowly, letting the sound of "crunching" under his feet.

Ling Feng didn't use footwork, otherwise, these journeys would probably be completed in a few moments.

The villagers on both sides of the street stopped to watch when they heard the footsteps, they were all shocked when they saw that it was Ling Feng, they didn't expect that Ling Feng really remembered the life-and-death battle, maybe only they still regarded Ling Feng as a child, maybe they didn't know, even if Ling Feng gave up this life-and-death battle, Sha Fei would not be ashamed.

If you say it, the water that is spilled out can be collected again when it is covered with water, not only Ling Feng knows, but even all the villagers understand.

Ignoring the surprised gazes cast around him, Ling Feng walked slowly on the street step by step, and his slightly thin figure gave people a sense of confidence and calmness.

This is not for other reasons, but Ling Feng made a breakthrough in the Lingtai this morning, which made his breath a little unstable, and when he walked, he leaked a breath, which made the villagers mistakenly think that kind of confidence and indifference.

Seeing Ling Feng walking by, some villagers were stunned for a long time, and finally dropped the work in their hands and followed, maybe they could witness something today!

When the sun rose from the horizon to the sky, Ling Feng stopped, stopped on the square, where he could see, the huge square was full of people at this time, and the villagers were talking about something, and when they saw the protagonist Ling Feng suddenly appear, there was an amazing silence in the square.

The villagers looked at Ling Feng with suspicious eyes, as if they were not very optimistic about Ling Feng.

Ignoring the gaze of the villagers, Ling Feng followed the gap in the crowd and saw the village chief sitting at the end at this time, the village chief was holding a crutch as always, but at this time there were more wrinkles on his face, as if he could not erase the traces of time.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth curled slightly, and he walked towards the village chief with a faint smile, one step at a time, and after a few steps, Ling Feng walked in front of the village chief.

Looking at the village chief, who couldn't even open his eyes, Ling Feng bent down and bowed, "Grandpa the village chief!"

Hearing Ling Feng's voice, the village chief's eyelids twitched with his eyes closed, and then he opened his eyelids lightly, his cloudy eyes gradually revealed, looked at Ling Feng, and then swallowed his saliva and said, "You are here! I will preside over today's life-and-death battle!

After speaking, the village chief pointed to a piece of paper beside him, and following the village chief's fingers, Ling Feng walked to the table, picked up the paper and looked at it, only to see that only a few numbers were written on the paper, Ling Feng silently said, "Life and death! Today, Ling Feng, Sha Fei stands in this state of life and death, and he will not die!" Just these words made Ling Feng's heavy breathing a little short.

Putting down the life and death situation, Ling Feng picked up a pen from the table and drew on the paper, then put down the pen and took a step back, bowing to the village chief again.

The village chief nodded, and then said, "You go back and wait!"

Ling Feng nodded, retreated, and walked to the side to wait for Sha Fei's arrival.

"Crunch, crunch!" was another sound of footsteps, and the villagers were looking for their reputation, and where they looked, Sha Fei was walking towards the square step by step with a spear on his back.

Seeing Sha Fei coming, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Feng's mouth, the time to come is finally here, watching Sha Fei approach, Ling Feng was slightly stunned, this is a world different from the previous Sha Fei, who was tall and burly in the past, but Sha Fei at this time was as thin as a material, Ling Feng couldn't help but wonder, "What did Sha Fei do?"

Of course, if Ling Feng knew that Sha Fei was so emaciated not because of anything else, it was precisely because Ling Feng killed his son Sha Lin that Sha Fei searched all day long, and finally lost weight, not only that, but even the realm did not advance an inch, which was the most surprising to everyone.

Sha Fei walked to the center of the square and stopped, looked at Ling Feng behind the village chief, and then his eyes flashed fiercely, and then he strode towards Ling Feng.