Chapter 132 Young Master of the Feng Family

Tang Mang sat next to him drinking without saying a word, but he learned that Leng Yu'er had the cultivation level of the middle stage of the True Gang Realm, and Tang Wanqing's cultivation level even reached the late stage of the True Gang Realm. He was a little surprised.

I won’t talk about Kaiyuan Realm. Once I reach the realm of True Gang Realm, it is not easy to improve a small realm. In addition to consuming a large amount of Yuan stones and elixirs, talent is indispensable.

Some warriors who are not talented are often stuck at bottlenecks and are difficult to break through no matter how hard they try.

Leng Yuer seemed to have thought of something at this moment and suddenly asked: "Sister, you are strong, do you want to participate in the martial arts meeting?"

"Assess the martial arts meeting?" Tang Wanqing was slightly stunned.

"Well, we will participate on behalf of our Leng family."

Leng Yuer said: "Last martial arts meeting, our Leng family was defeated by the Feng family, but this time my father recruited many young talents to make a comeback and win the position of the lord of the city of chaos in one fell swoop."

Tang Wanqing did not rush to answer, but turned his head slightly to look at Tang Mang: "Tang Mang, what do you think about this?"

Nowadays, Tang Wanqing has no regard for Tang Mang as a fledgling rookie, knowing that he is meticulous.

Tang Mang didn't expect Tang Wanqing to ask himself, thought for a while, touched his nose and said, "The Dragon Lin Whip is a top-quality treasure after all. Since we are here, we can't go back empty-handed."

After saying that, the topic changed: "However, in order to compete for the throne of the city lord, there may be various power struggles and conspiracies here. If Sister Wanqing wants to participate in the martial arts meeting, she must be careful."

"I see."

Tang Wanqing nodded slightly, then sighed: "My cultivation is not low. I can fight and escape when encountering dangers, but your cultivation is too low now. I am afraid that if there is danger, I will not be able to take care of you."

When Tang Mang heard Tang Wanqing's words, he remembered what she said to herself: "I remember Sister Wanqing told me that those who practice martial arts must not be afraid of difficulties and face difficulties before they can be brave and diligent. If they are afraid, they will not achieve success."

Tang Wanqing was stunned and said, "Do you still remember?"

Tang Mang nodded and said, "Of course, I have a good memory. I remember everything Sister Wanqing said."

Leng Yuer couldn't stand watching her, her face was full of playful smiles, and she joked: "Hehe, Sister Wanqing, Brother Tang, don't flirt with each other, I'm about to lose my mind!"

Tang Wanqing glared at her and then asked, "I can join the martial arts meeting on behalf of your Leng family, but no one will gossip, right?"

Leng Yuer heard this and snorted: "Sister is my friend. Who dares to say no? I will interrupt his leg. Besides, my sister's strength is far beyond her cultivation level. Who dares to say so?"

"Okay, then that's how it's decided."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaobi's anxious voice came from outside.

"Master Feng, my lady is entertaining guests, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: "Get out."

Then there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a loud laughter from the outside door.

"Sister Yu'er, can I go in?"

The sound was still there, and the door on the ninth floor had been pushed open. Then a group of seven or eight people strode in under the leadership of a young man in his twenties, wearing brocade clothes and folding fans in his hands, and were well-known.

Leng Yu'er didn't expect someone to dare to trek into her private club, and immediately glared at the leading young man: "Feng Xingyun, you're looking for a fight."

"Haha, sister Yu'er, don't be angry, I'm just here to see what distinguished guests you are entertaining."

Feng Xingyun smiled distractedly, and walked over with a group of people behind him, looking at Tang Mang and Tang Wanqing with unscrupulous eyes.

Tang Mang and Tang Wanqing had already put on human skin masks at this moment. Feng Xingyun glanced at Tang Mang and saw that he had only the physical realm of cultivation, so he ignored it directly.

When he saw Tang Wanqing, a glimmer burst out from his eyes and said to himself: "This woman looks ordinary, but her figure is not worse than Leng Yu'er!"

Thinking of this, the folding fan in his hand closed with a squeak, and a smile that he thought was like a spring breeze was revealed at Tang Wanqing: "Hehe, Feng Xingyun, the young master of the Feng family, don't know the name of the girl?"

Tang Wanqing frowned slightly and was about to answer, but Leng Yu'er gave the order to expel guests coldly: "Feng Xingyun, it's better to get out quickly if you know each other, otherwise don't blame my aunt for being rude to you."

"You're welcome to me?"

Feng Xingyun raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled strangely: "Hehe, Sister Yu'er, after the martial arts meeting ends in a few days, my father will propose marriage to your father. Then we will have a wedding banquet, so you can do whatever you want to be polite to me."

As soon as these words were finished, seven or eight people behind them burst into laughter.

"Haha, Sister Yu'er, why don't you leave Feng Shao now."

"Yes, Feng Shao is the young master of the Feng family, with extraordinary appearance and cultivation reaching the middle stage of the True Gang Realm. You are the pearl of the Leng family, with a beautiful appearance, and you two are just perfect matches."

"Yes, yes, yes, it's like a handsome man and a beautiful woman, born with a pair of men."

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Leng Yu'er's face became even more ugly as she heard her beautiful eyes seemed to spit out fire, and scolded: "Feng Xingyun, you're not dreaming, my father will not agree."

"Hmph, what if my Feng family wins this martial arts meeting and wins the throne of the city lord forever?"

Feng Xingyun asked in a sneer, narrowing his eyes slightly, Yin Xie's eyes seemed to be able to see through Leng Yu'er's clothes.

Feng Xingyun has been coveting Leng Yu'er for a long time.

Thinking of her devilish figure, angel's face, and her delicate voice, he was burned with evil fire, and he wanted to rush up and peel Leng Yu'er and press it under him.

Leng Yu'er put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "No matter what, my father will not marry me to you, a human-faced beast."

Feng Xingyun deserves this beast in front of him.

Outsiders may not know about Feng Xingyun, but many young women in the chaotic city were trembling all over when they heard Feng Xingyun’s name, and their flowers were fading, so they were afraid to avoid it.

The reason is very simple. Feng Xingyun seems to be harmless, elegant and has a low cultivation level, but this son likes to abuse women in private.

He once spent a high price to redeem a Qing Gong in a brothel, and then destroyed the Qing Gong for three days and three nights, until his death. His methods were outrageous.

Who dares to marry his daughter to such a bad boy?

At this moment, when Feng Xingyun heard Leng Yu'er scolding her human-faced beast, he completely torn apart and said with a grim voice: "Leng Yu'er, what good guy do you think you are?"

"What's wrong with me?"

Leng Yuer asked back.

Feng Xingyun snorted coldly: "What's wrong with you? Go out and ask, who doesn't know that Leng Yu'er is a slut, a slut, and likes to hook and attract men the most."

"You are looking for death..."
Chapter completed!