The wind chimes are getting closer and closer, and the clearer they can be heard, the more nervous everyone's hearts become. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAlthough the people left behind now have become calm one by one, the changes in their hearts can be seen from the subtle movements between their eyebrows. Even the sword-washing scholar, who had been closing his eyes and didn't like to talk much, frowned when he heard the wind chimes approaching. Ling Feng put his hands on his chest and stood beside Xian Xian, looking in the direction of the market with burning eyes.

"Jingle Bell ......" I saw an old woman with a cane holding a child wearing a fiery red mask with a bun in her hand, and the child carried a string of wind chimes in her hand. Because he was wearing a mask, it was unclear whether he was male or female. This scene looks like an old woman holding her grandson, but just because the wife has brown spots on her face, fluffy hair, slit eyes, and hunched back, she doesn't look vulgar. The most frightening thing is the fiery red mask on the child's face, a child-like appearance, and the mask on his face is the mask of "Fire Beard", one of the eighteen powerful ghosts in hell, which makes people look a little panicked. Every step the two of them took was like a hellish shroud.

Wu Zhen, who had just vowed to fight Ling Feng, saw the two "Hell Messengers" coming from the market, and he was also very timid to hide behind Sister Xian Xian with his sister Wuxie, and he didn't even have the courage to poke his head out and peep. Seeing the old acquaintances who "seemed to be familiar but not familiar", Xian Xian only knew that the two people who came in front of her were absolute first-class masters, and she also guessed in her heart that they might come to chase and kill the two people behind her. Even though she knew that she was by no means the opponent of the old and the young, she had no intention of regressing.

Martial Arts Supreme Ling Feng frowned a little nervously at first, but after seeing the form of the two, he suddenly became laughing, which made the heroes sitting at the long table behind him a little incomprehensible.

"Hahaha......" Ling Feng laughed as he walked towards the old and young with his arms outstretched, as if he were welcoming guests.

"Jingle bell ......" The wind chimes rang for the last time, and the two people, an old man and a young man, stopped halfway and watched Ling Feng approach.

"I don't know where the two of you came from, and what are you doing here?" Ling Feng stood on the opposite side of a meter away, clasped his hands into fists, and asked politely.

"Ling Feng ......" Xian Xian knew that the two of them were powerful, and seeing Ling Feng so close, Xian Xian couldn't help but shout loudly. But in his heart, he chose to believe in Ling Feng, Xian Xian was too familiar with Ling Feng, and he knew that Ling Feng would not do things that he was not sure of. What's more, now that Ling Feng is the supreme martial arts leader, for the sake of the stability of the rivers and lakes in the future, Ling Feng will not joke with his life. Because he chose to believe, he didn't take a single step.

"Ahem, ahem......" The old woman just wanted to speak, but she covered her mouth with one hand and coughed, and the cough seemed to be out of breath. Or, like a deliberate pretense.

"Of course we're here to participate in a fighting competition, aren't you recruiting warriors here?! As long as we can win the game in this ring, are you willing to take us under you. Before the old woman could stabilize her breath, the child standing next to her with wind chimes interjected and told Ling Feng the purpose of their visit. Listening to this crisp and somewhat sharp voice, it was obvious that it was a teenage naughty boy, this was the fiery red ghost mask he was wearing on his face, which made Ling Feng's heart feel cold, and also made Ling Feng very sure that the naughty boy under this mask was by no means an idle person.

"That's right, I plan to recruit heroes in this ring competition. can look at the two of them, one is old and sick, and the other is a young naughty child. If you two go to the ring and are accidentally injured by those heroes, I am afraid that outsiders will listen to it, and they will blame me for not knowing how to respect the old and love the young, so please think about it carefully, and don't joke with your own net worth. Although he didn't know what the true identities of the two were, after getting closer, Ling Feng felt that the sense of oppression that the two of them had brought to him was a little strong. Usually, even when he faced a hero like Dongfang Jin, Ling Feng didn't feel such a strong sense of oppression. Since these two must be strong in martial arts, and their identities are unknown, Ling Feng said tentatively. If the two of them retreated, it would be fine, if they didn't retreat, Ling Feng would also want to see what they were capable of.

"Since the Supreme has already spoken, cough, cough ......" As soon as he said half a sentence, the old woman coughed again.

"Now that the Supreme has spoken, then we will do our best to defeat those heroes here. In this way, you can not only avoid the Supreme worrying about the two of us, but also be smoothly selected by you. The fire boy next to him added in time.

"Are you serious?!" Ling Feng asked.

"Naturally!" replied the Fire Child.

"Then please come with me......" Ling Feng turned around and led the two people who followed closely behind, an old man and a young man.

"Ling Feng...... No!" Before Ling Ren could walk to the long table, Xian Xian came to Ling Feng step by step, stretched out her arms to block Ling Feng's way, and yelled at Ling Feng very seriously and seriously.

"Xian Xian, what are you doing here?!" This was also the first time Ling Feng yelled at Xian Xian, and stretched out a hand to pull down the arm that was blocking Xian Xian in front of him. "I am now the Supreme of Martial Arts, please also believe in yourself......" Ling Feng passed by Xian Xian's side, and a sentence floated in Xian Xian's ear.

"Hmph!" Xian Xian let go of her hand and took a step back with her left foot to stand firm, making way for Ling Feng and the two people behind her. Standing aside, Slender clenched her fists and glared at the old and young who passed in front of her. The old man walked closely behind Ling Feng with his cane, and he didn't turn his head to look at Xian Xian at all. The fire boy next to him seemed to be curious, and took a closer look at Xian Xian with a look of a hellish ghost, and then took the old woman's hand and passed by Xian Xian.

"You guys just sit here for the time being!" Ling Feng said to a vacant seat, standing on his feet and turning to the man behind him.

"Ling, Ling...... You're really not a good thing, let's look away!" Seeing that Ling Feng had placed the old and the young man next to him and sat down. Wu Zhen, who has always been timid, may have been too scared, since he cursed Ling Feng loudly. And innocent, without the courage of Wuzhen, has been pulling his sister Wuzhen's shoulders and hiding behind Wuzhen.

"Innocent, don't be afraid! If they dare to hurt you a single hair, they won't want to leave alive......" A light purple true qi burst out from between Xian Xian's fists, as if as long as the old and the young dare to make a small move, Xian Xian will definitely force each other to die. (To be continued.) )