"Well, Wu Ming Zongfu will still be retained. Qi Changfeng, Wu Ming Zongfu will be handed over to you from now on. Regardless of whether I am in Wu Ming Zongfu or not, I will never allow anyone to bully my Wu Ming Zongfu disciples!
"Wei Wuming said to a calm middle-aged man.
"Yes, sir." Qi Changfeng said loudly.
"Spread the word, if anyone dares to attack my Wuming clan while I'm away, I, Wei Wuming, will pay him back a hundred times a thousand times in the future." Wei Wuming added.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Wuming Sect Mansion let out a roar that shook the sky, and even Yifeng and others felt their blood boiling when they saw it.
Wei Wuming said nothing more and walked inside with Ling Chuxi and others.
"Don't be too sad. Look at me, the leader of the Linghuang clan, and now I'm following Young Master Ling. We used to be neck-and-neck in the Void World, and now we're following Young Master Ling together. It's a shame if we say it out loud."
It's also a beautiful story." Yifeng finally found a psychological balance in Wei Wuming, but deliberately put on a arrogant look to show his superiority.
In aristocratic family clans, even slaves and maids are divided into high and low status. Those who come first usually have a higher status. This is where Yifeng's sense of superiority comes from.
It has to be said that he has become more and more integrated into his current status as a loser.
Wei Wuming glanced at him indifferently, then turned away, completely ignoring Yifeng's sense of superiority. Ling Chuxi and others twitched their lips, this Yifeng is really a talent, and he is also very thick-skinned.
"Which of your eyes has seen others being sad?" Long Ruotingyuan glanced at Yifeng with disdain and said, "Also, others are followers and you are slaves. How can we compare them? Others are proud despite defeat, and you are
Is it the same as being beaten until you cry for father and mother?"
"Uh..." Facing Long Ruotingyuan's ruthless blow, the sense of superiority on Yifeng's face disappeared instantly.
"Remember, there is a difference between superiority and inferiority. From now on, you have to call me Mr. Wei or Mr. Wuming." Wei Wuming said to Yifeng with a straight face.
Yifeng's face turned purple all of a sudden: Damn it, he's just a fourteen-year-old or fifteen-year-old kid. Why are you dragging him? Do you think you're so great? You're not the same as being defeated at the hands of others.
If Ling Chuxi hadn't spoken, she wouldn't even have been able to save her life. Even if she loses, it's still an honor. What's wrong with me crying for my father and calling me my mother? A hero is a hero who doesn't suffer the loss in front of him and understands current affairs. You little brat knows nothing.
!
Yifeng clenched his fists and almost rushed forward to fight Wei Wuming, but thinking about his crazy fighting spirit like a wild beast... he loosened his fists again: Forget it, you are such a grown-up, why do you want to fight with such an ignorant kid?
A brat usually knows what to do, so let him go.
Therefore, classmate Yifeng found a sense of superiority in his age, and then hypnotized himself again, and he felt much better.
Ling Chuxi and others listened to the conversation between these people and almost burst out laughing. Yifeng is a weirdo, Long Ruotingyuan is even weirder, and as for Wei Wuming, Ling Chuxi was surprised to find that this little kid is a bit boring.
ah.
"Tell me, what was it like when you saw that plane murderer?" After arriving at a simple building that looked like a meeting hall, Ling Chuxi asked Gu Qiusong after sitting down. Wu Ming Sect
The people in the mansion know the rules very well and have stayed hundreds of feet away, so there is no need to worry about the walls having ears.