At the door of the Ling family's mansion, two big men walked back and forth, carrying a long sword almost two meters long, coupled with their fierce eyes, bronzed skin, giving people a fierce feeling. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

And the cultivation of these two people has actually reached the cultivation of the third stage of the Heavenly Shadow Warrior, and even the two guards guarding the door are Heavenly Shadow Warriors, I am afraid that only the Ling family of Tianque Town has such strength.

Ling Feng came to the door of the Ling Mansion in a hurry, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar Ling family mansion, his eyes were a little more complicated, although he didn't have too many feelings for the Ling family, but after all, Ling Feng occupied someone else's body, and he was not ungrateful, and secondly, he really had nowhere to go, so he could only regard this place as his home.

"Isn't this Young Master Ling Feng? What's going on? You won't be beaten, right?"

The two guards saw Ling Feng's body in tatters, holding their hands in front of their chests, but there was a smile on the corner of their mouths, and they didn't show any respect at all.

Ling Feng knew very well in his heart that these guards treated him as a waste, that Ling Ba and Ling Xiao's talents were very different, although they were similar to waste, but people could cultivate, even if they were snails, if they cultivated slowly, at least they would have a chance to break through to the Heavenly Shadows.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ling Feng was just a waste who couldn't cultivate, or his father wasted a lot of energy, beating him every day, and only barely used external force to let him reach a stage of martial arts cultivation.

A martial artist, it is said to be a bit of cultivation, but in fact, it is useless at all, and the other children only start to cultivate at the age of eight or nine, and it only takes a few months to be able to achieve a martial artist cultivation.

In other words, a martial artist's Ling Feng can at most bully some nursing children who have not yet cultivated.

However, Ling Feng at this moment is not bad, he has reached the third-rank martial artist cultivation, if that second-grade elixir can come again, Ling Feng feels that he may be able to trample the two of them under his feet.

Of course, this is not Ling Feng's goal, Ling Ba and Ling Xiao are originally garbage, trampling them under their feet, Ling Feng can't find any sense of superiority, his goal is very big, that is, to win the bet with that Xia Yunyun.

"Young Master Ben fell, what's the fuss. Hmph!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, he didn't want to deal with these guys, these people were so snobbish, if he was awesome, these guys would naturally nod to him like pugs.

After finishing speaking, Ling Feng entered the courtyard of the Ling family in a few steps.

At this moment, the sky had already darkened, and Ling Feng also felt that his stomach was already hungry, and according to normal words, the Ling family should have eaten at this moment.

Although Ling Feng is a young master of waste materials, he is still a young master after all, so he still has such a maid by his side.

Because Ling Feng couldn't sense the heavenly qi, he was assigned to live in a not very good hut, and every day it was the maid Xiaoya who helped him deliver food.

From the memory of the owner of this body before, it can be known that Xiaoya is good to him, has never disliked him, and is the one who cares about him the most except for his father.

As for Ling Feng's mother, it is said that he ran away with someone, saying that when Ling Feng was only one or two years old, his mother met a man who was passing by, the man was white and pure, the key was an elder of a large sect, and as a result, he fell in love with Ling Feng's mother, and Ling Feng's mother also disliked Ling Feng's father Ling Changtian, and finally left with the man.

The rest of the days were the father and son who depended on each other, which also caused Ling Changtian to drink a lot of alcohol and get drunk.

It's past the time to eat, and I don't know if there's anything left to eat.

Ling Feng quickly followed the corridor and relied on the memories of the previous owner of this body to the hut where he lived.

As soon as he reached the door, he felt a slight warmth in his heart, and at this moment a girl who seemed to be about his age was sitting on the ground.

The girl has fair skin, melon seed face, Qiong Yao nose, a pair of big eyes, and is very good-looking.

However, at this moment, the girl in the red dress was sitting on the stone steps at the door, and her eyes revealed a little sadness.

Seeing Ling Feng appear, the girl couldn't help but show a look of surprise in her eyes, and instantly had a little more look, she took a few steps forward and walked towards Ling Feng: "Young Master, where have you been? Why are your clothes tattered? There are so many marks, who did this? Who bullied you, you tell Xiaoya, Xiaoya will help you clean him up!"

Facing this little girl's concern, Ling Feng's heart warmed, and from the other party's eyes, Ling Feng could feel that the other party was from the heart.

In the past, the owner of this body, for this girl who cared about him, but he didn't have too much good face, maybe because it was a waste, so the slow temper was not good, and after being bullied, he couldn't get vented, and he often scolded this maid when he came back, and he was angry with Xiaoya.

Such a beautiful little Lori is actually willing to bully, it's really too much, Ling Feng thought to himself, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It's okay, Xiaoya, thank you for your concern, thank you!"

Ling Feng's words were extremely sincere, from his memory, he knew that this Xiaoya had actually been his maid when he was five years old, a child of a poor family.

After Xiaoya came over, the relationship between the two was actually very good at the beginning, they played together since they were children, and they also played with the family or something, but when the family reached the age of eight, they began to identify the talents of the children of the family, and they were about to start learning to cultivate.

The entire continent advocates martial arts, even if it is the maid of the Ling family, the Ling family will give them the most basic method of inhaling qi and refining the body, but this is only the previous part, they can at most cultivate to the cultivation of the ninth rank martial artist.

In the later exercises, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible for the people of the Ling family to cultivate a maid.

This Xiao Ya's talent is amazing, and she reached the cultivation of a nine-stage martial artist two years ago, and since there is no follow-up exercise, she can only stay in this cultivation.

After Ling Feng checked out that there was nothing abnormal in his body, but he couldn't sense the heavenly ghostly qi, he was given up by the family, and it was also from that time that Ling Feng, who used to be swaggering, began to be bullied and humiliated, and even many maid guards looked down on him.

It was also from that time that Ling Feng's personality changed greatly, and he bullied Xiaoya not to mention self-abandonment.

This bullying has been for so many years, and at this moment, Ling Feng actually said thank you to Xiaoya very seriously, which made Xiaoya a little panicked.

"Young master, what are you talking about, I am your maid, so naturally I should share my worries for the young master!"

Xiao Ya lowered her head, her face showed a little shyness, Ling Feng didn't know that when the two of them often played at home when they were children, one was a husband and the other was a wife, Ling Feng at that time had already planted a seed in Xiao Ya's heart, and after so many years, this seed took root and sprouted.

"What kind of maid is not a maid, Xiaoya, have you forgotten? I used to like to call you a slug. ”

Ling Feng said and walked in.

Looking at Ling Feng's back, Xiao Ya's eyes were slightly red, slug, this name was so nostalgic for her, this name was so familiar, after so many years, she finally heard this title again.

"Brother Ling Feng, are you back?

Xiao Ya said lightly, feeling her nose slightly sore, and a crystal teardrop slipped down.