Not only did none of the adults around come out to stop Wang Feng from beating people, but they all spoke out one after another to let Wang Feng hit the point. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Feng was even more energetic when he heard it, and when he was tired of beating with his fists, he simply stepped on it with his feet.

And Ye Ling, who had no power to resist at all, could only curl up in a ball, tightly protecting his father's spiritual position placed in his abdomen to avoid being injured by Wang Feng.

Soon, when Wang Feng was really tired, he stood up straight and smiled, leaned over and said to Ye Ling: "You are violating the clan rules, understand, if you really let you bring it in, not only will the spirit position be thrown out immediately, but you will also be locked up in a small black house, and it will be more than ten days to take the spirit seat into the clan ancestral hall, I am for your good!"

After Wang Feng stopped, Ye Ling slowly stood up, and there was terrible pain all over his body, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"Why don't you speak? Are you still not convinced?" Seeing this, Wang Feng rolled up his sleeves and wanted to do it again.

Ye Ling immediately straightened his waist, protected his father's spiritual position with both hands, and then remained motionless, his emaciated figure was so straight, as if he was going to pierce the sky!

"What are you doing together!"

Suddenly, an old but majestic voice sounded outside.

Wang Feng was stunned, and hurriedly rolled down his sleeves, and a group of adults surrounding Wang Feng and Ye Ling also turned around and bent down and shouted in unison, "Hello patriarch!"

A crane-haired and childish old man walked over with a man and a woman behind him.

"Ye Ling, why don't you bend down and salute!" Seeing everyone bending down, but Ye Ling was straight, the beautiful woman behind the old man frowned and whispered.

Ye Ling turned his head and looked at the three of them, the old man with a childish face in front of him was Wang Lingtian, the patriarch of the Wang family, and the man and woman behind him were his sons and daughters, that is, Ye Ling's uncle and his biological mother, Wang Yifeng and Wang Xueqing!

Ye Ling slowly bent down and shouted with a mocking smile: "I've seen grandpa!"

"Rude, grandpa is also what you can shout here?" Wang Yifeng's face turned pale, and he scolded loudly.

Wang Feng didn't know where he came out again, and directly kicked Ye Ling to the ground, and then he looked up at Wang Yifeng with a smile: "Father, it's not that you don't know the virtue of this waste!"

Wang Feng is Wang Yifeng's third son!

And Ye Ling was beaten, and after Wang Xueqing, as the biological mother, saw it, her face was full of indifference, without a trace of expression on her face, as if the person who was beaten was just a stranger.

"Forget it, let's start worshipping our ancestors, Ye Ling, don't come, put your father Wang Pan's spiritual seat back into your room, you can't bring it into the clan ancestral hall!"

Then she was the first to walk into the ancestral hall, and the patriarch Wang Lingtian only frowned, and then turned around and walked into the ancestral hall of the clan.

Seeing the patriarch enter the ancestral hall, the other members of the Wang family also moved towards the ancestral hall of the clan.

Ye Ling stood up and moved his feet, and before he could take a step, Wang Feng quickly stretched out his arm to block Ye Ling's body, and said with a sarcastic smile: "If I beat you, Aunt Xue won't care, if you dare to take your father's spiritual position forward, I will definitely beat you so that you can't get up for three days!"

Ye Ling turned his head to look at Wang Feng, and his lips moved: "You don't want me to become stronger, otherwise, although I won't kill you, I will definitely return all the insults you have made to me." ”

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately covered his mouth, but from his face that was about to twist and deform, it could be seen that he was holding back a smile, and now that the ancestor worship has begun, if anyone dares to make a loud noise, he must be reprimanded.

Even if Wang Feng's father is Wang Yifeng, it is the same.

After a while, Wang Feng came to his senses, stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Ling, but he still couldn't stop laughing and said: "You are the same as your father, a dead duck has a hard mouth, I remember that your father said when he became a waste, don't let him come back strongly, otherwise he will make those who humiliated him regret it!"

As he spoke, Wang Feng rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, making a hanged ghost and continuing: "It's a pity that your father is a waste until he dies... I think you're ...... too."

Wang Feng was stunned, because he was busy rolling his eyes, he suddenly found that Ye Ling actually took advantage of this time to rush in front of him, and rushed towards the ancestral hall with the tablet in his arms.

Wang Feng was shocked, his face quickly turned red, Ye Ling had just obviously deliberately lured him to roll his eyes, and then rushed to the clan ancestral hall when he couldn't see anything clearly!

"Treacherous!"

Wang Feng roared, exerting force under his feet, he turned into a double heaven of qi, and he didn't know how much faster he ran than ordinary people, and compared to Ye Ling, it was also a lot faster.

Ye Ling only tried his best to run forward, he didn't care about the consequences that even if he rushed into the ancestral hall, he would be thrown out immediately, as long as he brought his father's spiritual position into the ancestral hall, even if he could stay for a moment!

However, just when Ye Ling's feet were almost put into the clan ancestral hall, Wang Feng still caught up with Ye Ling, and it was too simple for him to stop Ye Ling.

I saw that Wang Feng let out a low shout, pulled Wang Feng's back collar, and fell back hard.

"Bang" Ye Ling was directly thrown on his back and facing the sky.

"Let's teach him a good lesson!" Inside the clan ancestral hall, Patriarch Wang Ling Tian tilted his head slightly and said softly.

In this way, Wang Feng was like the Holy Decree of Heavenly Destiny, and pounced on Ye Ling like a vicious wolf, kicking his hands and feet, and doing everything he could.

And Ye Ling curled up to prevent Wang Feng from hurting his father's spiritual position, and at the same time gritted his teeth to prevent himself from screaming.

A punch and a kick were added to Ye Ling's somewhat thin body bones, and Wang Feng felt that his hands were painful.

At least after a stick of incense, Wang Feng slowly stopped, and turned Ye Ling's body over, only to find that Ye Ling had already fainted.

"Grass, after beating you for a long time, you have already fainted!" Ye Ling was a little annoyed, reached out and took out the spirit position that Ye Ling was holding tightly in his hand, and slammed it on the ground, directly breaking the wood spirit position in half.

......

I don't know how long it took for Ye Ling to wake up slowly, and the pain on his body had gradually dissipated, but the hot pain behind him made Ye Ling grin and gasp.

Standing up and looking around, this was the dilapidated little courtyard where he lived alone.

Ye Ling reached out and touched his back, and found a blur of flesh and blood, and his heart was furious, he was actually dragged back to this courtyard from the ground after he fell unconscious.

But soon, Ye Ling shook his head, it was good to be able to come back.

Subconsciously wiped his arms, his heart was shocked, and he took out the foreign object in his arms, which was actually a spiritual position that had been broken into two!

"Father, son is not filial!" Ye Ling's mouth was bitter, but he was not so shocked, this was not the first time his father's spiritual position was broken. (To be continued.) )