In an instant, golden dragon patterns were rushing through the formation. Even though Fang Jingcheng was protected by the square formation talisman, he was tossed around like a sandbag and kept shouting.

Kang Shu huddled in the corner of the formation and activated a defensive skill. He felt relieved and wanted to give Yu Ling ten thousand likes.

Watching the young master making a beautiful parabola like a human sandbag is truly the most pleasing scenery in the world.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill you!" Fang Jingcheng finally found an opportunity to interrupt the dragon formation, and then rushed towards Yu Ling menacingly.

With a wave of Yu Ling's sleeves, the power of the big circulation of the three major systems blasted Fang Jingcheng away for dozens of meters, and then he fell to the ground with a big squeak.

"Damn it, you, you, you... I am in the middle or late stage of Phantom God, why are you so powerful?!" Fang Jingcheng had a horrified expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"What do you think?" Yu Lingfeng said calmly.

Fang Jingcheng suddenly burst into tears, thinking that he had worked so hard to break through to the Fantasy God Realm, but in the end, he had already led the way. Who is the second generation cultivator?

Moreover, if this guy has become so powerful, wouldn’t all my little tricks be useless? Put him in a formation, and he has a weird secret skill that allows you to swap positions; if you try to fight him forcefully, you can’t beat him at all; as for activating

The cultivators of Fangyuan Temple launched an encirclement and suppression campaign... There was no need to think about who those guys would help.

There is no explanation for this nonsense. Why do I have to do nothing to this guy every time? When will I be able to make a difference?

Young Master Fang was filled with sadness and felt so aggrieved that he wanted to hit the wall.

After finally reaching his own territory, the result was still nothing. It seemed that he could only comfort himself. Anyway, with the square and round formation talisman protecting his body, Yu Ling could not do anything to him either.

"Since you don't welcome me, then I'll leave." Yu Ling turned directly to Kang Shu and said, "By the way, where is your exit?"

Kang Shu said quickly: "Little friend Yu, please don't say that. The master of the palace really sincerely invites you to be a guest. Don't have any misunderstandings about our Fangyuan Palace because of the young master! We are all extremely sincere.

Your arrival is welcome!”

After finally bringing in the savior, how could we let him go again? Kang Shu thought with great determination.

"But your young master doesn't welcome you?" Yu Ling said.

Fang Jingcheng gritted his teeth and said: "I welcome you, I welcome you very, very, very much. As long as you have the guts to stay, I will stay with you until the end!"

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I prepared a gift for you before, which was a painting by a famous painter." Yu Ling changed the subject.

Fang Jingcheng looked wary: "What are you painting?"

"A pretty girl."

Young Master Fang suddenly fell into a trap: "Huh? Then I want to see it!"

Yu Ling took out a scroll from the spiritual ring, opened it and handed it to him calmly.

Then Young Master Fang's screams echoed throughout the entire Fangyuan Hall, making those who heard it really sad and those who heard it shed tears.

"Ahhhh, you bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

Fang Jingcheng threw away the scroll as if to avoid the plague and completely went berserk.

"You can't do this. If you participate in the Nine Realm Competition, others can easily target you." Yu Ling said seriously.

"You don't have to worry about it, you and I are at odds with each other!" Young Master Fang's goosebumps haven't gone away yet.

Kang Shu was so curious that he picked up the scroll and looked left and right, but he couldn't see anything scary. Wasn't it just countless irregular shapes densely packed together to form a girl's face? It was indeed quite beautiful.

Well, although I don’t know why the young master is crazy, it is better to quietly accept this kind of destructive weapon. Maybe it will be used when?

Kang Shu felt that he had gained a new skill.

However, with Young Master Fang's pitiful attack power, the threat to Yu Ling was almost zero. After struggling for a long time, in the end, Fang Jingcheng was exhausted and gasping for breath, while Yu Ling still looked calm and relaxed.

At this time, the brilliance of the formation at the door flashed, and an elegant man wearing a scribe's robe walked out slowly. When he saw Fang Jingcheng, who was leaning against a pillar as tired as a dead dog, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "Cheng'er? Are you okay?"

"Dad! You have to avenge me. It was all his fault! With him and without me, with me and without him, please help me suppress this scourge!" Fang Jingcheng suddenly said pitifully with runny nose and tears.

.

The man turned to look at Yu Ling and said with a gentle smile: "Is this little friend Yu Ling? Fang's poor discipline must have caused you a lot of trouble. I hope you can bear with me."

Look at how gentle and courteous the Master of Fangyuan Hall is. How come there is a Milky Way between father and son?

"Palace Master Fang is too polite. Actually, it's nothing to trouble." Yu Ling also returned the courtesy.

Fang Jingcheng shouted: "Of course he is not in trouble anymore. He is the one who creates trouble for me and bullies me at every turn. Dad, you don't know how miserable I have been in the past few months!"

Right? That is simply good news for the entire Fangyuan Hall, Kang Shu secretly sighed.

Palace Master Fang just nodded and continued to say to Yu Ling: "Young friend Yu, there is no need to be polite here. I invite you this time. Firstly, I want to thank you for taking care of Cheng'er in the past. Secondly, I want you two to come."

Let’s communicate more with this young man. This kid’s personality is too lazy. Of course, it’s impossible for him to take part in the Nine Domain Competition with the square and round formation talisman. So I hope you can take care of me when the time comes. I will be very grateful to you.

Already."

"Master Fang's words are serious. Your son is already a cultivator of the phantom god and is good enough to enter the final round. I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of him," Yu Ling said.

"Young friend Yu is too modest. Your strength is far superior to Cheng'er, and you are much more stable than him. If the time comes..."

Fang Jingcheng saw that they were chatting very harmoniously, and he couldn't help but broke down and shouted: "Dad! If I am your biological child, tell me who you are helping!"

Palace Master Fang calmly touched his head: "Hey, stop making trouble, your friend finally came here, you are so vicious, how can you treat guests?"

"Who told you he was my friend!" Fang Jingcheng roared.

"Hey, you kid, if Yuling hadn't been your friend, how could he tolerate your temper so much? We are all young people, and you don't know how to learn from others and learn their strengths."

"The problem is that he..."

Fang Jingcheng had just finished half-sentence when his father forcibly interrupted him: "Kang Shu, go and tell the people at Jiaxiang Palace to prepare a banquet of fine dishes and entertain the distinguished guests."

"Yes, Palace Master!" Kang Shule happily left.

"Let's go in and talk." Palace Master Fang said gently.

"..." Fang Jingcheng gave up completely. His father had completely moved towards Yu Ling. His biological son had no status at all!

Then Yu Ling fully felt what it meant to truly feel at home. The people in Fangyuan Hall were so welcoming. As soon as he entered the hall, someone diligently brought a chair and wiped away the non-existent dust. Another person

He quickly poured the tea and placed the preserved fruits for dessert, with a warm smile on his face like a family member.

"Come on, come on, Yu Ling, try this. Cloud chicken is very good for nourishing spiritual power..."

Even during dinner in the evening, Fang Jingcheng's mother kept picking up food for Yu Ling and asking questions about this and that with concern, while Fang Jingcheng sat next to her with an aggrieved look on her face, just eating hard to avoid being offended.

Yu Ling was a little embarrassed by this treatment.

Young Master Fang really has a lot of hatred. Why does it feel like everyone in Fangyuan Hall has instantly switched sides to his side?

After dinner, it was time to rest. The wife of the palace master said with great concern: "If you are not used to staying at night, just tell me. You are welcome. If you need anything, you can..."

"Mom! That's enough! He's not your son!" Fang Jingcheng couldn't bear it anymore.

"Hey, you kid, how can you entertain guests like this? If you were as stable as Yu Ling, I would thank God."

"..." Fang Jingcheng just wanted to be alone and quiet.
Chapter completed!