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Ling Xiaoye held a pair of chopsticks in one hand and picked his nose in the other, and stood up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He said to Lin Fei: "If you don't make a move, you can't do it, these days, you have to encounter this kind of thing when you eat noodles, it's really disappointing." ”

Lin Fei nodded, she also thought that this must be done, otherwise this old man who sold noodles would have his hands cut off, which was because she didn't want to see a tragedy.

At this point, Lin Fei still admires Ling Xiaoye very much, although Ling Xiaoye looks like a prodigal person with nothing to do, but he still has the ability to maintain the bottom line of kindness in his heart.

When you should shoot, you will shoot, and when you make a shot, it will make people afraid.

This is also Ling Xiaoye's style, although he has bad intentions, but it is all for the enemy. For innocent people, Ling Xiaoye will still do it if he can help.

Now, he stood up, walked to the merciful son, and said with a smile: "You have been chattering just now, you should be tired, I have brought you a pair of chopsticks now, I will see if I can plug your mouth and let you rest for a while." ”

When Ling Xiaoye said this, the merciful son was stunned, and the onlookers were in an uproar:

"Who is this person, how dare you talk to the second young master of the Mao family like this?"

"I don't know who he is, but in my opinion, this person must be reckless, and I don't want to think that he, a guy with a fourfold life wheel realm, would dare to speak disrespectfully to the second young master of the Mao family who is an eightfold life wheel realm! I think he will be finished sooner or later. ”

"That's right, but I still admire his courage. ”

"Fart, the consequence of hitting a stone with an egg is a dead end, this young man will have his tongue cut off and feed it to the dog!"

......

The mixed comments spread, but most of the passers-by who were watching were mostly unwise about Ling Xiaoye's actions and words.

This kind of voice reached the ears of Ling Xiaoye and the affectionate son, but the reactions of the two were different.

Standing half a foot away from Ling Xiaoye, the merciful son pointed at Ling Xiaoye's nose and scolded: "Which onion are you, dare to speak to my merciful son like this?"

The shopkeeper of the old man who sold noodles saw Ling Xiaoye come to the rescue, so he bowed slightly, thanked him, and left this dangerous place, not even a stall.

Seeing that the old man was gone, Ling Xiaoye also breathed a sigh of relief, and he said lightly: "It doesn't matter what I am, but you must kneel today!"

The two entourages who were also accompanying the merciful son, who were not injured, woke up from their daze, and when they saw Ling Xiaoye slowly approaching, the two blocked Ling Xiaoye's way, and said, "How can our son be approached casually by a dog and a cat like you?"

Bang!

Two dull voices sounded, and before everyone could come to their senses, they saw two figures leap over the crowd and crash into the wall next to them.

"Bold!"

The merciful son scolded angrily, he didn't see clearly that Ling Xiaoye hit it with one hand, and the two attendants were knocked away.

This is another surprise to the merciful son! It also makes the passers-by around him dare not believe it!

Although the cultivation of those two followers is not very high, they also have the strength of the early stage of the Destiny Wheel Realm, which everyone can sense from their breath.

Now that the two of them were easily beaten away by Ling Xiaoye, it illustrates a problem: that is, this teenager is unfathomable!

"This boy really has two brushes!"

"What is this, in the middle of the Destiny Wheel Realm, against two in the early stage of the Destiny Wheel Realm, the odds of winning are still very good!"

"Then you go and try it, and send two Destiny Wheel Realm martial artists away in the blink of an eye to show us?"

"This ......"

No matter how shocked passers-by are, there is no doubt that it is the merciful son who knows best, and he is shocked that this young man looks like a child, but he is clean and neat, which is what matters.

Therefore, the merciful son stretched out his left hand, signaled Ling Xiaoye to stop, and said, "Wait!"

When Ling Xiaoye saw that this person had something to say, he stopped slightly, wanting to hear what this person had to say.

"Do you know who I am?" asked the merciful child.

Ling Xiaoye shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"This son is not only the second young master of the Mao family, but also the core disciple of the Guiyuan faction, don't mess around!"

"Oh, then, look at me, and let you talk a little more nonsense. Well, I'll add a few more chopsticks and stuff them into your mouth. ”

After Ling Xiaoye finished speaking, he picked up some chopsticks again and walked towards the so-called core disciple of the Guiyuan Sect.

"Stop!"

Just as Ling Xiaoye grabbed the merciful son and was about to stuff the chopsticks into this person's mouth, he suddenly felt a chill in his back.

He hurriedly dodged, and by the way, kicked the merciless boy away, and both of them left the place, and in the blink of an eye, the ground was shattered by an iron ball, raising dust all over the ground.

"Haha, our family's secret guard is here, you kid is waiting to die!"

The merciful son ignored Ling Xiaoye's kick just now, and instead got up from the ground and laughed happily.

Ling Xiaoye, who was three miles away, frowned, he sensed that the guy who hit this iron ball was not very bad, and he should have the appearance of the middle stage of the Illusion God Realm.

Of course, he was not worried about himself, but he was afraid that Lin Fei would be implicated because of this, after all, her strength was only in the early stage of the Wheel of Life Realm, and she would definitely lose when dealing with an Illusory God Realm.

However, thinking about it, Ling Xiaoye still calmly faced it, a martial artist in the middle of the Illusory God Realm, he could easily fight back.

Just as Ling Xiaoye was pondering, a man in a gray power suit fell from the sky and landed behind the merciful son. This man said lightly to the merciful son: "Childe is good!"

"What a fart, you don't see that I almost got a mouthful of chopsticks from this kid? You're only showing up now? Have you forgotten what your job is?"

As soon as the merciful son saw the man in gray, he scolded him in a series of ways.

"Located in the bazaar, you can't make a rash move unless you have to. ”

The man in gray replied lightly, as if this boy was not worthy of his protection.

"Okay, okay, then find a good place for Young Master Ben and repair this kid well!"

The gray-clothed man did not answer the words of the merciful son this time, but stepped forward and said to Ling Xiaoye, "You injured the people of my Mao family?"

Ling Xiaoye grabbed the chopsticks in his hand, and said lightly: "Yes, they are too weak." ”

"It seems that this Taoist friend has good strength and is worthy of admiration. However, there is some grudge between you and my son-in-law, so you still have to go and get rid of it. ”

"How?"

Seeing that the man in gray actually negotiated with Ling Xiaoye, he was angry, he also stepped forward, pulled the man in gray away, and then said to Ling Xiaoye: "How to do it, it depends on whether you dare or not!"

"Oh, tell me about it. ”

Ling Xiaoye was also a little interested when he heard that the two wanted to solve this matter, so he replied with a smile.

"In Yuanjing City, there is a gambling method, that is, the slave ring competition, I'm afraid that you dare to challenge!"

The merciful son smiled evilly, glanced at Ling Xiaoye, and then looked at Lin Fei nearby.

Ling Xiaoye was a little puzzled, so he asked, "Tell me what kind of ring competition this is, and what are the requirements." ”

"It's simple, it's a fight or a martial arts fight in the ring, and whoever loses must be a slave to the one who wins!"

The merciful son said slowly, looking confident.

"Okay!

Ling Xiaoye readily agreed.

Seeing Ling Xiaoye agreeing so quickly, the merciful son couldn't believe his ears, and he asked rhetorically, "Are you sure you want to participate in this slave ring competition?"

"Yes!"

"Hahaha! Okay, you can follow me to the tournament near here. ”

Seeing that Ling Xiaoye agreed, the merciful son was not ambiguous, and directly asked the man in gray to find a place for the competition first.

Lin Fei, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, was very worried when he heard that Ling Xiaoye had agreed to this slave ring match, trotted over, and whispered a few words to Ling Xiaoye:

"Xiaoye, why did you agree to this person's request like this, be careful of deception!"

"It's okay, don't worry, I'm not going to fight with certainty. ”

"Okay, just be careful. ”

"Hmm. ”

Seeing the intimacy between Ling Xiaoye and Lin Fei, the anger in his heart burned again, and he secretly said: Boy, you will see, wait and call you to be my slave!

At this time, the man in gray came back and said to the affectionate son and Ling Xiaoye: "Three streets away from here, there is a square, and there is a martial arts platform on it, so let's go there and compete!"

After hearing this, the affectionate son clapped his hands, and then said: "Boy, did you hear it, go to that martial arts platform." Those who dare not come are the seeds!"

With that, the man in gray led the way, and the merciful boy strode forward, completely forgetting the five wounded attendants.

Ling Xiaoye and Lin Fei followed, and the onlookers-by automatically made way for a road in the midst of the discussion, letting these people go to the competition platform.

Looking at the backs of Ling Xiaoye and the others, those onlookers began to talk again: "Look at it, this kid is stupid, maybe the young master of the Mao family is cheating, he may not understand!"

"It's normal for young men to be crazy and don't know how to weigh the pros and cons. ”

"Let's go and join in the fun, anyway, there is no free show to watch, if you don't watch it, you won't watch it. ”

So, these people followed Ling Xiaoye and went to the martial arts platform together.

This group of people attracted more onlookers, and when they came to the competition platform, the number of people had changed from the earliest 20 to hundreds, and the small square was immediately occupied.

Someone went with the flow and came to the vicinity of the competition platform in the square, and he didn't know what was going to happen, so he asked the person next to him, "What kind of activity is this going to do?"

"Oh, it's a slave ring match. ”

"Slave Ring Tournament? Is it a contest where whoever loses will be a slave to the winner?"

"That's right!"

"Wow, I've heard of this kind of competition for so many years, and this time I saw it with my own eyes, it's an honor!"

"There is no suspense about this, the young man was provoked by the second young master of the Mao family, and hurriedly took on this challenge, according to the strength of cultivation, the young man has little chance of winning. ”