Chapter 142: Ambush in the body
Ding Zhaolan and Ding Mingfeng have always been busy with the family, and they rarely have time to be free. At this time, I didn't have a position, and I felt that I had called out a lot of things before, and I turned a blind eye to so many beautiful things.
Ding Zhaolan felt more deeply about this, although she used to take time to communicate with her daughter, she never had time to play with her daughter. Now sitting next to Ding Mingfeng, watching his daughter and Mu Tian playing not far away, he suddenly had a feeling of rebirth.
"Brother Mingfeng, can we not pick up the Tianfei Feather Regiment?"
Ding Zhaolan was infected by the wonderful feeling in front of her, and a trace of intoxication appeared in her beautiful eyes. As soon as he thought of managing the Flying Feather Regiment in the future, he was afraid of returning to his original state, so he said softly.
Smiling and turning his head, the soft light in his eyes fell on Ding Zhaolan's body, Ding Mingfeng smiled and said: "The Flying Feather Regiment was established by Mu Tian, and he handed over the Flying Feather Regiment to us so that we would always have a certain status in the Ding family. In this way, no one will stand up against our affairs. β
Glancing at Mu Tian, who was fighting with Ding Qianfei's sisters not far away, Ding Mingfeng said: "Besides, now Mu Tian is the young master of the Eight Sects, but his sect has been hit hard, and someone needs to support them." Only if we firmly grasp the strongest strength in the family can we help Mu Tian at that time. β
Hearing this, Ding Zhaolan sighed lightly, this beauty in front of him, I am afraid that there is only one day today, and tomorrow I will be busy for the family and Mu Tian's eight subordinate sects.
Seeing Ding Zhaolan's face, Ding Mingfeng reached out and hugged her in his arms, and said softly: "When the Ding family has overcome this difficulty and the Eight Sects have stabilized, we will go to a good place, live in seclusion, and don't ask about the world." β
"Hmm!"
Pretty face was slightly red, Ding Zhaolan leaned on Ding Mingfeng's shoulder, and her beautiful eyes shot a longing light.
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The next day, Ding Xiangfeng ran to Ding Mingfeng early to report, followed by Ding Xiaohu. Only the two of them came to report for the whole morning, and the other members did not hear from them.
In a depressed atmosphere, Mu Tian and Ding Mingfeng had their worst day.
At the time of the lantern, ten members of the Heavenly Feather returned to the table. plus Ding Qianfei sisters and Long Mengya, a total of fifteen people. It's nearly half less than the original, but it's very satisfying in Mu Tian, and it's already good to have half of the people stay. After all, the patriarch is the head of the clan, and ordinary people dare not disobey the patriarch's words.
The Flying Feather Regiment was reduced from twenty-six to fifteen. However, Mu Tian didn't think that his strength would drop much. Because these people will not abandon the team because of external difficulties, they are the essence of the Flying Feather Regiment and the people Mu Tian really needs. Only those who put the team first can devote themselves to the team, so that the team has incomparably strong strength.
Standing in front of a dozen people, Mu Tian smiled slightly and said, "Congratulations on passing another level." β
Hearing this, the members of the Flying Feather Regiment were stunned and looked at Mu Tian in confusion, not knowing what he meant.
Looking at the doubtful Flying Feather League member in front of him, Mu Tian said indifferently: "It's not that he is not afraid of death, he is a qualified Flying Feather League member. Fear of death is only one of human weaknesses, and there are many weaknesses that are also fatal. For example, yesterday's test of you was a test of your will, how firm you are. If you are not firm enough, when facing the enemy, as soon as the enemy threatens you with the patriarch, you will immediately lose your fighting spirit. In that case, not only will he not be able to save the patriarch, but he will also send his own family to the guillotine. β
Speaking of this, Mu Tian's words suddenly raised his voice and said, "The ultimate goal of the Flying Feather Regiment is to restrain all of its own weaknesses, at least not to leave too obvious weaknesses for the enemy. β
Hearing this, the captains of the last members of the Flying Feather Regiment let out a sigh of relief. Obviously, although they came, they were still very entangled in their hearts. Now seeing that Mu Tian was testing them, he put that worried heart into his stomach.
Smiling slightly, Ding Mingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of approval, and he looked at Mu Tian.
This trick, Mu Tian played really smartly. Even if the members of the Flying Feather Regiment heard any orders in the future, they would do it with all their hearts, thinking that they were testing them. He also reassured the Ding family patriarch that the Flying Feather Regiment was still under his control, and yesterday was just a test, not that he really disobeyed the patriarch's orders.
I heard that it was just a graduate school entrance examination, and the members of the Flying Feather Regiment who left all ran back and asked to join the Flying Feather Regiment. However, Mu Tian rejected them with various excuses and deliberately made it difficult for them, so that they would not easily leave the Flying Feather Regiment in the future.
Half a month later, the other sixteen members of the Tianyu Regiment finally entered the Flying Feather Regiment after many tests. But they are no longer the same as before, in Mu Tian's test, Mu Tian borrowed the methods of pyramid schemes on the earth, and successfully brainwashed them, and now they only have the Flying Feather Group and Mu Tian in their hearts, and they don't listen to anything else.
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On this day, the Ding family found that the training ground was empty, and those Feiyu members who had been training hard all day long could not see a single one.
In the evening, the members of the flying feather group, who had disappeared all day, appeared neatly on the training ground.
Mu Tian and Ding Mingfeng stood in front of the team, and after a glance, the spirit of the flying feather members was shining, and a sense of joy came to their hearts.
It's still those people, but after Mu Tianxian's brain, there have been great changes. Although their individual strength has not improved much, the cohesion of the team has increased a lot, thus raising the overall strength of the Flying Feather Regiment by one person.
"Let's go!"
Glancing at the Flying Feather Regiment, Ding Mingfeng collected his sword mind, waved his hand, and said softly.
With the words, Mu Tian took the lead and flew towards the high wall of the Ding family. Behind him, the black figure swayed, and twenty-six members of the Flying Feather Regiment followed closely behind, flying towards the Ximen family outside the Ding family.
When the last member of the Flying Feather Regiment also flew in the direction of Mu Tian, Ding Mingfeng's figure flashed and he also leaped out.
With the experience of the last time, this time, Mu Tian and the others easily touched in front of a large tent.
This big tent is still guarded by five small tents, and even the entrance to the big tent is still guarded by six people.
With a happy look on his face, Ding Xiaohu gently fell in love with Mu Tian's side, and said softly, "Is Elder Mu still solving it according to the method last time?" β
I haven't come out since the last time I did it. This kid has long had itchy hands, so he took the initiative to step forward, lest this battle be taken away by others.
Frowning slightly, Mu Tian didn't speak, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep eyes showed a trace of puzzlement.
"What's wrong?"
Feeling so strange that Mu Tian was surprised, Ding Xiaohu asked softly.
"Hmm!" Mu Tian thought for a while and said softly: "I always feel that there is a problem, but I don't know where the problem is. β
Hearing this, Ding Xiaohu smiled slightly and said, "What can be the problem, everything is the same as last time." Since you said there was a problem, I should be careful when I go out with Xiangfeng. β
Frowning, Mu Tian looked at the big tent again, and it was indeed as Ding Xiaohu said, there was nothing unusual. I couldn't help patting my head and laughing at myself. He immediately nodded to Ding Xiangfeng.
Seeing Mu Tian nodding, Ding Xiangfeng and Ding Xiaohu, who had been impatient for a long time, flashed and walked towards the guards at the entrance of the big tent in two ways.
Looking at Ding Xiangfeng's back, Mu Tian's mind suddenly flashed, and he knew where the problem was--this place was the same as before! Ximen Peng was not a fool, how could he not take precautions after suffering such a big loss. It looks the same here, there must be a dark whistle.
Thinking of this, Mu Tian didn't care about exposing his figure, stood up, and shouted: "Ding Xiangfeng, Ding Xiaohu quickly retreat." β
Hearing Mu Tian's words, before Ding Xiangfeng and the others understood something, they heard a few soft sounds of "poof, poof", and several fiery red signals rose into the sky around them.
Five small tents suddenly cracked open in the middle, revealing the neatly dressed Simons inside. All of them had a calm aura, and their strength was even above the Sixfold Spirit Masters.
Those people, seeing that the tent was cracked, shook their bodies, and quickly surrounded the flying feathers in the middle.
"Haha~"
A burst of laughter came from inside the big tent, and with that laughter, a middle-aged man dressed neatly and unhurriedly walked out.
His face changed drastically, and Fei Yutuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly shrunk into a ball, back to back, looking around nervously.
His face changed slightly, Mu Tian knew that he had fallen into Ximen Peng's ambush, but now that he knew this, it seemed a little too late.
The figure shook and landed gently in front of the flying feather group.
As soon as Mu Tian's figure stood firm, he saw a figure shoot out from the darkness and fly straight towards him.
Shocked in his heart, Mu Tian's mind moved, and the pale silver spiritual power quickly surged into his palms, and a pale silver light blade instantly formed, just as he was about to release it. Suddenly, I found that it was Ding Mingfeng who was hiding in the shadows and was ready to meet the Flying Feather Regiment at any time.
Before Ding Mingfeng's feet touched the ground, another figure flashed out from Ding Mingfeng's hiding place and landed next to the middle-aged man who came out of the big tent.
The middle-aged man who came out of the big tent glanced at Mu Tian and the others with gloomy faces, and sneered: "You are so naΓ―ve, you really thought that our Ximen family would fall twice in the same place." β