Chapter 48: I'm sorry, my hand slipped
At this time, the disciples of the deacon hall came to the stage tremblingly.
"In this fight, Feng Qingqing won."
He really didn't expect that an ordinary fighting method in the family would be so fierce and desperate.
He wanted to stop that situation just now, but he couldn't stop it if he didn't cultivate enough.
Someone has already gone to report to the deacons and elders, and it is estimated that they will be coming soon.
Feng Ling didn't expect that she took out the magic weapon at the bottom of the box, and finally lost.
Heavenly Dao is so unfair, why don't you give her a perverted spiritual root like Feng Qingqing.
Feng Wan fed a third-order bone pill to Feng Qingqing as soon as possible.
The bloody severed arm grows at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it quickly recovers.
The other monks looked at it with envy again, and it was really too happy to have a sister with a lot of pills.
The Bone Pill just now was a third-order, and I don't know if it was refined by Feng Wan himself or given by the family.
Either way, they have nothing but envy.
Feng Qingqing knew that she would be fine, because she had Feng Wan's biggest support.
It was because of this that she dared to cut off her arm so resolutely.
Although the arms have grown, the sleeves of the robes cannot be restored.
Feng Qihang hurriedly put one of his robes to cover the white and smooth arm.
Feng Wan and Feng Qihang helped Feng Qingqing together, and when they passed in front of Feng Ling, Feng Qingqing stopped.
"Defeated."
Feng Qingqing said coldly and sarcastically.
Feng Ling was dejected at the moment, and she no longer had the arrogance that belonged to her third-order Dan Master before.
She bit her lip tightly, but couldn't refute half a word.
Becoming a king or defeating a king, everything she says is pale and powerless.
Just after Feng Wan and the others walked past Feng Ling, there was a click, and a burst of thunder and lightning sounded.
What everyone saw was that Feng Ling's hair was split into pieces of black scum and kept falling.
When some of the nuns saw such a scene, they vomited in disgust.
The surface of Feng Ling's Dan furnace was also split with a layer of black slag.
"Who did it?" Feng Ling roared.
She didn't know that Feng Wan had cultivated a thunder technique that liked to split black slag.
Feng Wan smiled sweetly, "I'm sorry, my hand slipped." ”
Feng Ling really didn't expect it to be done by Feng Wan, damn it, her hand slipped, she did it on purpose.
Feng Qingqing looked at Feng Ling's miserable appearance, and smiled back and forth.
"Feng Ling, this look is really suitable for you."
All the monks in the audience shook their heads in unison, ugly, too ugly.
Feng Ling now gives people the feeling that a layer of black scum is sprinkled on the shelled eggs, and they are still falling.
It's ugly and disgusting.
Feng Ling already felt that she had no face to see people, but after listening to Feng Qingqing's words, she looked at the black scum that fell on the ground, and she was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
Turn out a pill of rejuvenation and stuff it into your mouth.
It's just a small skill of carving insects, and her third-order Dan master is not afraid at all.
But the result was that Feng Ling thought too simply, and after taking the Rejuvenation Pill, her hair did grow out quickly.
However, the hair that had just grown was quickly split into slag again.
Feng Ling didn't believe in evil, so she ate again, and then was chopped again.
"Ahh
Feng Ling yelled like crazy, and in the end, I don't know if it was because the spiritual power was consumed too much, or the spirit couldn't bear it, so she fainted on the competition platform.
The monks in the audience, you look at me, I look at you, and their eyes are puzzled.
When did their monks become so fragile that they were like mortals, they fainted when they said they fainted.
Feng Ling has now simply become the laughing stock of the entire Feng family, of course, the monks who supported her just now and wanted to get the elixir from her.
reacted immediately, and Edgeworth went to the tournament platform, intending to take her away.
But before he could make a move, the air fluctuated slightly.
The patriarch appeared on the jousting platform with several elders.
Feng Yun looked at Feng Wan for the first time, and only looked at Feng Qingqing after seeing that she was fine.
"Green girl, how are your arms?"
Although he knew that as long as there was an elixir, the monk's broken arm and leg could be recovered, Feng Yun was still a little afraid.
The Feng family has just a few baby pimple eggs, and he will die of pain if he is injured a little.
Feng Qingqing smiled and said indifferently, "With my sister here, I won't be fine." ”
Don't ask Feng Qingqing why she is so confident, anyway, she just believes in Feng Wan.
Feng Yun nodded, "That's good, take your sister to the side to rest first." ”
"Yes, Grandpa Patriarch."
The other elders followed, not worried about Feng Qingqing and Feng Ling, but worried about Feng Wan.
Now that I'm sure she's okay, Feng Qingqing is fine, and Feng Ling is okay, it's not a big deal.
Feng Ling was still faint on the competition platform, and although her hair grew out in the end, the black scum in one place proved that the battle just now was also very tragic.
Feng Yun and Feng Mao saw the familiar black scum, and the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.
If they're not mistaken, this should be done by the girl.
The Heavenly Rank Exercises that the girl accepted on the ninth floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion had this evil taste.
"Wake her up."
For Feng Ling, Feng Yun was already a little unbearable.
This martial arts competition is for the children of the clan to fight, and there is no problem for Feng Qingqing to challenge Feng Ling.
Since Feng Ling has responded to the battle, she must be able to afford to lose.
Who would have thought that in the end, in order to win, she would actually take out all the immortal weapons.
This is not a big problem, but what Feng Yun can't tolerate is that she actually has murderous intentions.
The disciples of the Deacon Hall hurriedly stepped forward and were about to take the opportunity to curry favor with Feng Ling's juniors and drive them away.
"Feng Ling, wake up, the patriarchs and elders are here."
shouted again, Feng Ling did not react at all.
The disciple of the deacon hall frowned, his voice carried spiritual power, and he called Feng Ling up again.
I don't know if Feng Ling has no face to see people, and she can't get up, or she is too seriously injured, and she still hasn't woken up.
"Patriarch Grandpa, let me come."
Feng Bang asked Feng to set sail to help Feng Qingqing, and automatically asked Ying to wake up Feng Ling.
"Okay, be careful."
With Feng Yun's consent, Feng Wan came to Feng Ling with a smile.
Leaned over and said, "Uncle Shi, wake up, your hair has only grown halfway, and you still need to take another pill of Rejuvenation Pill." ”
Female nuns are all beauty-loving, especially their hair.
Long flowing hair will add a lot of fairy aura to the nuns.
Feng Ling is naturally no exception, and her hair will not be good.
That's why her hair was split into black scum just now, and she couldn't accept it so much.
Feng Wan's words worked, Feng Ling's eyelids moved, but she moved for a long time, and finally she didn't wake up.
Feng Wan already knew that Feng Ling had woken up, and she was deliberately pretending to be dizzy.
Feng Ling's little trick also deceived the disciples with low cultivation, and the patriarch and others naturally saw it.
But she wanted to pretend to be dizzy, and she couldn't use violence to make her sober.
"Pull the girl, since you can't wake up, let's wake up with thunder."
Feng Qingqing leaned on Feng Qihang's shoulder and proposed with a smile.
Feng Wan nodded, and said with the same smile, "Sister is smart, why didn't I think of it."
Don't worry, my thunderbolt only woke up Uncle Feng Ling, and it won't hurt her in the slightest. ”
Feng Wan was afraid that everyone would be worried about hurting Feng Ling, so he explained intimately.