Chapter 81: Hou Cong (Asking for Recommendation, Collection)

At the same time, the Wind Clan and the Fire Clan were in turmoil.

Wind Clan.

"I sensed it, it was from the Tu clan, although it was only for a moment, but it was obvious that this kid was still alive, not wiped out by the spatial turbulence, and even his strength was still improving. Feng Zhenhua shouted angrily.

All the high-ranking members of the Wind Clan present were silent, each with a ghost, those who supported Feng Ling did not speak, and those who opposed him did not speak, all waiting for the patriarch's arrangement.

"Are you still human, Feng Ling is the descendant of my clan, isn't he alive well, and he has excellent talents, and he will definitely be able to make my clan go to the next level in the future, shouldn't we be happy when he lives? As long as you are no longer so careful, the eldest brother will definitely not oppose you again, the strength of the eldest brother is obvious to everyone, as long as he comes out of the mountain, will our Feng clan be so sad now?"

"What does your woman's family know, he came back to revitalize our clan? I guess it will be the Fire Clan who will really revitalize at that time, right! Don't forget, he is the son of the Holy Maiden of the Fire Clan. Feng Zhenhua said in a strange manner.

His Highness still had no one to speak, except for the endless bickering between the brother and sister.

"That's enough! you both shut up!" the patriarch finally spoke, his eyes looking into the distance, and he seemed to say to himself, "Maybe I'm wrong, only to see what you plan to do, child." ”

"Patriarch order, quickly send someone to bring Feng Ling to me!" Patriarch Yousen's eyes suddenly became firm, and he said to everyone in the audience.

"The patriarch is wise!" the audience said in unison.

In the gloomy dungeon of the Wind Clan, a man with a disheveled hair was dozing off in the grass, his hands and feet were all bound by special dark iron, which were engraved with dense runes, flickering from time to time, as if to confirm whether the binding was secure. The man's face was comfortable, without the slightest consciousness of being a prisoner, no sadness, no remorse, and even his face was full of pride. Yes, this middle-aged man is Feng Ling's father, known as the best person in the Wind Clan.

"Son, father knows you're okay because you're my child. The man looked at the damp ceiling with fascination, as if the moss was the most beautiful flower in his life. "It seems that the day of our meeting is getting closer and closer, Feng'er, you also sensed it!" The man jerked the dark iron chain on his body, causing it to make a crisp crashing sound, and the runes on it flickered violently, as if the man would break it with a little more force.

Fire Clan, inside the Fire Temple.

A group of people dressed in red stood under the first seat in an orderly manner, looking at the person who stood tall, some with jealousy, some with admiration, and some with disgust. Everyone's expressions were wonderful, but no one spoke, they were all watching.

"Feng'er, he is your son, what do you say!" said the first person solemnly to a weak woman standing in the middle of the lower hall.

With the man's voice, everyone's attention shifted to the woman. Some people gloat, some people are anxious and worried, and some people are resentful and suspicious.

"Father, the reason why I still call you Father is because I promised my deceased mother. But how have you ever done what you promised me, and I sometimes even wonder if all the people who live around me and appear before me all day long are still my relatives? I should be your enemy, and how much trouble have I done to you!" the woman spoke sharply, and was not at all as weak as she looked.

"Presumptuous, as the holy daughter of our clan, we haven't punished you for doing such a humiliating thing to the family, and you still dare to speak out now?" The first person was furious, and slapped the armrest fiercely, but his face, which was already red from the red shirt, was even redder at the moment.

"Hahaha, what a big joke, you tricked me to trap me in the Fire Clan, which is the biggest punishment for me! If you hadn't promised my mother, with you, hum, don't want to trap me. Although the woman's words were sarcastic, her face was light, as if these rights and wrongs had nothing to do with her.

"Sister!" Fire Rose looked sad and angry, watching her sister live like a puppet, the whole Fire Clan, she was the saddest.

"Mother, it's all because of you, it's because you want your sister to keep that promise, and you are so miserable to her, you should come back and see what kind of life she is living!"

"Okay, inside the temple, what does it look like to cry and cry!" The first man said angrily again, with an impatient face, seeing that no one in the audience still expressed his position, he snorted and said directly: "Okay, I have decided, send someone to bring that kid back." Remember, I want a living boy!" As soon as he finished speaking, the man brushed his sleeves away, leaving a hall of people behind.

"Just be alive!" Some people smiled sinisterly, as long as the patriarch was alive, but he didn't say that he couldn't be abolished.

"Hmph, this kid will definitely compete with me when he comes back, and it seems that he can't be allowed to come back. Some people frowned, thinking in their hearts.

"What does the patriarch mean, alive, does he admit the existence of the boy?" and some of them were full of joy.

The hearts of the people were colorful, and they were thinking from their own standpoints. There is only one person who has no sorrow and no joy, and only one person who is anxious and sorrowful.

Naturally, there is no sorrow or joy is Feng Ling's mother, she has faith in her heart, and that man will definitely keep his promise and come back with the child to find himself.

Anxiety and sorrow are naturally Fire Rose, she knows that this matter is not over, it seems that the Fire Clan is going to attack her poor nephew again, how can she stop it, and her sister, she has been expressionless like this for twenty years, although she still loves herself as much as before, but seeing her now, her heart is really like a knife.

"Child, Mother has sensed you again, you are healthy, Mother believes in you, you are the most special existence in the world!"

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"The master is above, please bow to the old monkey!" the Monkey Emperor knelt on the ground excitedly, he knew that today was the turning point of his life, and the road ahead was not necessarily smooth, but it led to a farther place.

"You monkey, why do you always kneel, you have a habit of masochism, I don't have a hobby of abuse!" Feng Ling hurriedly helped the Monkey Emperor up, since he signed a master-servant contract with himself, it was his own people, and there were not so many rules between his own people.

"By the way, what's your name?" Feng Ling thought of it, and he kept hearing it call 'old monkey', but he really didn't know what its name was. Feng Ling thought suspiciously: Hey, it seems that there is no other name asked, who is it?

The body of the Dark Dog Emperor Dog, who was lying in the dark spirit aperture to cultivate, suddenly shook, as if he had been stimulated by something.

"Back to the master, I don't have a name for the old monkey, everyone calls me the old monkey. ”

"No name? No name! How about I give you a name?"

"Thank you for your love!" The Monkey Emperor was very happy, the most regrettable thing in this life was that he didn't know what his name was, since he was conscious, he stayed in this red mud mountain by himself.

"Okay, don't call me master, it sounds awkward. Just call me young master!"

"Yes, master, oh no, young master. ”

"You always call yourself an old monkey, then you just have the surname Hou, the pronunciation is different. Feng Ling rubbed his chin, feeling quite accomplished in choosing a name. "You like people to say you're smart, so let's give you a satoshi word, how about it?"

"Hou Cong, Hou Cong......" The Monkey Emperor silently read it a few times, felt that the name was so good, clapped his hands and said happily: "Thank you young master for choosing the name, I like it very much!"