Looking at Feng Tao, who was furious, Schrödinger knew that Feng Tao had misunderstood what he meant, and the Feng family had taken refuge in Murong Linzhi, which was a gratifying thing for Murong Linzhi and for his followers.

However, Feng Tao's reply subverted Schrödinger's cognition, what Murong Linzhi needed was the Linlin robe, Feng Tao actually used the entire Feng family as an item, and the goods were with Murong Linzhi, and the Linlin robe was just a name.

Schrödinger was very familiar with Feng Tao, and he was very strange in his heart, Feng Tao was just a disciple of the Feng family, how could he represent the Feng family?

Schrödinger didn't ask, didn't refute, he didn't speak, just opened his mouth wide and looked at Feng Tao in surprise.

Wang Baoyu and Jia Qing are the same.

Murong Lin Zhi's face also showed a different color, and he also looked at Feng Tao silently.

Seeing that Schrödinger didn't speak, the anger on Feng Tao's face subsided, and he didn't want to go toe-to-toe with Schrödinger, but turned around and faced Murong Linzhi.

All of a sudden, the surroundings became quiet, so quiet that even everyone's breathing could be heard clearly.

Seeing Murong Linzhi's puzzled gaze, Feng Tao took a long breath, lowered his head, and quickly tore a bag from his waist with his left hand.

Opening the bag, Feng Tao's right hand took out a palm-sized bell from the bag.

As soon as the little clock came out of the cashier's bag, it made a crisp "ding" sound, which was small but long-lasting.

"Murong Gongzi, the refuge of my Feng family must be recognized by the Dingtian God Bell. Feng Tao raised his right hand and shook the small bell in his palm to Murong Lin.

"The bells of the Dingtian God Clock are only the first step. Feng Tao continued, "As long as Murong Gongzi asks Zhong Ming to stop, my Feng family will follow Gongzi and never have two hearts. ”

After Feng Tao finished speaking, after pinning the bag to his waist, he knelt on one knee on the ground, held up the divine bell with both hands, and raised it above his head.

The sound of "ding" came from the top of his head, and the sound was continuous and endless.

"This bell is caused by this son?" Murong Lin Zhi pointed to the small bell on Feng Tao's head with his left hand and asked puzzledly.

"Whether it was Murong Gongzi who caused it, the villain didn't know, but when Gongzi asked for Linlin's robe, the villain heard the bell in the bag. Feng Tao replied.

Murong Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "What does Zhong Ming have to do with the Feng family's followers?"

Feng Tao raised his head, looked at Murong Lin Zhi, and explained: "The Linlin Battle Robe and the Dingtian God Bell are the sacred relics of my Feng family, and the two complement each other and will never be separated. ”

Moving the small bell in both hands to his eyes, Feng Tao continued: "The ancestors stipulated that whoever let the Dingtian God Zhong ring, my Feng clan will follow him, and Zhong Ming will choose the master. ”

"Before that, did the little bell make a sound?" Murong Linzhi asked cautiously.

"For thousands of years, the small bell has never made a sound, and the Feng family, including the villain, believes that whether this small bell is a dumbbell or not, it can't make a sound at all. Feng Tao replied.

"Every time my Feng family excitedly brings the Divine Bell into the secret realm, it is all disappointed, but the villain carries the Divine Bell into the secret realm, but it is the last time. ”

When Feng Tao said this, tears welled up in his eyes, I don't know whether he was sad or excited.

"The thousand-year-old catastrophe of the family is coming, and the ancestors said that within a thousand years, the divine bell will not ring, and my entire Feng family, the whole family, will have no bones. ”

When Feng Tao said this, he didn't continue to explain, but just looked at Murong Linzhi with teary eyes.

The confusion on Murong Linzhi's face disappeared, and his gaze moved to the little bell, which was still "dinging", and the bell was ringing endlessly.

"Did your ancestor say how to make the bell of the Dingtian God Bell stop?" Murong Linzhi asked as he wiped his hands on Linlin's robe.

"Soul blood, the young master's soul blood, will definitely stop Zhong Ming. Feng Tao relayed.

"Ben Gongzi give it a try. Murong Lin Zhi walked towards Feng Tao and took the small bell from his palm.

Feng Tao didn't stand, he still knelt on one knee, just quickly wiped away the tears in his eyes with both hands, and watched Murong Linzhi's every move dizzyingly.

At this moment, Feng Tao's heart was jumping non-stop, as if it had reached his throat.

Murong Lin Zhi was equally nervous, but he didn't hesitate to force out a drop of soul blood.

With a wave of his left hand, there was a "whoosh" sound, and the soul blood flew to the small bell in the palm of his right hand. 1234

The purple-red soul blood fell on the small bell, and the sound of "dang" sounded, and it overshadowed the bell of "ding".

As soon as the soul blood fell on the little bell, it was fleeting, the purple color quickly disappeared, the small bell returned to cyan, and the "ding" bell sound disappeared.

"Great!" Feng Tao screamed, then fell to the ground, unknown to him, and passed out.

"Feng Tao!" Murong Lin shouted.

"Feng Tao!" Schrödinger, Wang Baoyu, and Jia Qing screamed.

The three of them rushed to Feng Tao on the ground, flipped Feng Tao who fell to the ground, pressed his chest, and pinched people.

After a period of scramble, Feng Tao woke up.

"Great, the Feng family is saved!" Speaking of this, Feng Tao actually cried "woo-woo".

Hearing Feng Tao's cry, Jia Qing sighed: "My Jia family doesn't know where to survive in the thousand-year-old family tribulation?"

Schrödinger, Wang Baoyu heard this, and his face showed a smile.

Feng Tao was shocked, got up from the ground, and after seeing Jia Qing, Wang Baoyu, and Schrödinger standing, he took the hands of the three of them and whispered, "Isn't there a young master?"

Feng Tao pouted at Murong Lin.

"But we can't represent the family!" Schrödinger replied with a sigh.

Wang Baoyu, Jia Qing nodded.

"Out of the secret realm, let's fight for the family, is it man-made!" Feng Tao said.

"I wonder how many people in the family will agree?" Schrödinger whispered.

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. As long as we do our best, we will be worthy of our hearts. Feng Tao said.

"Not bad. Schrödinger replied firmly, and after speaking, he raised his head and looked at the sky of the secret realm.

Wang Baoyu and Jia Qing raised their heads, and their hearts seemed to fly out of the secret realm and return to the family.

Murong Lin Zhi only had a smile on his face, and he found himself connected with the small bell in his palm at this moment.

The small bell is only the size of a palm, and it seems to be made of copper fine, which is antique.

His left index finger flicked the small bell, and with a "ding" sound, the sound of the small bell was soft and crisp.

"Plop" four times, Feng Tao, Jia Qing, Wang Baoyu, and Schrödinger all heard the sound and fell to the ground.

"Young Master!" Feng Tao got up from the ground, looked at the little bell in Murong Lin's palm, and said, "The little bell is finally able to pronounce." ”

"Can't pronounce it before?" Murong Linzhi turned to face Feng Tao and asked.

Feng Tao shook his head and replied in an affirmative tone: "For thousands of years, Xiao Zhong has never been, and the family has invited Yuanying Da Neng to help, and it has not let the Dingtian God Bell make a sound. ”

"This young man is not a Yuanying power!" Murong Lin laughed, he moved his left hand to Xiao Zhong again, and flicked his index finger.

"Plop, plop" Feng Tao and the four fell to the ground again.

"Young master, the bell is deafening, and the villain can't afford it. Schrödinger hurriedly shouted.

Murong Lin Zhi stopped striking the little bell, Feng Tao looked at the little bell and said, "Young Master, the Dingtian God Bell seems to be different from before?"

"What's the difference? Murong Lin Zhi moved the little bell towards Feng Tao.

Feng Tao walked up to Murong Lin Zhi and took the little bell from him.

As soon as Feng Tao took the small bell in both hands, there was a "crackling" bone cracking sound all over his body, and bean-sized sweat came out on his face, and Feng Tao's eyes looked at Murong Linzhi painfully.