It was already dusk, and the orange-yellow sunset was smearing with clouds, but people were in no mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
Because the Miao Kingdom's twelve powerful men had already come out, and they stood on the ring together with Ling Feng. Thirteen, no, twelve handsome young men were impressed into the depths of the people's eyes.
Except for Zhao Xiu, everyone's waist seemed to be able to support the sky. Countless people shouted the name of the winner. The excited expressions on their faces made people feel warm. Even the smiles on the lips of Ling Feng and Zhao Changming
The arcs are much softer.
The National Master stood on the ring and handed out awards to the winning players together with the three kings. Everyone got a two-hundred-year demon core. Although this is nothing to many winners, it has a little more special meaning.
It's their trophy.
"Congratulations."
The Imperial Master put the demon core in Ling Feng's hand, and shook it hard, with an appreciative smile on his face. Although there were wrinkles on his face, his tall stature and energetic appearance did not look old.
, Ling Feng also responded with a smile, he still respected this old man very much.
When he arrived at Zhao Changming, the Imperial Master was obviously a little embarrassed. After all, this was the sword of a sword sect that was the overlord of the Central Region. Even if he was a king, he was not worth mentioning in front of such behemoths.
That kind of sect can destroy a dynasty with just one word, and save the Miao Kingdom in the midst of fire and water with just one word.
A light flashed in the eyes of the Imperial Master, and he solemnly placed the demon core in Zhao Changming's hand, then turned around and flew high into the sky, facing the dusk and disappearing from everyone's gaze.
"Something strange."
Zhao Changming tugged on Ling Feng's sleeve and said, Ling Feng also nodded. Master Miao's behavior was too abnormal. He is the King of Heaven, even the old King is still the King of Heaven. There is no need to personally award the award.
Lingfeng put away the demon core and walked towards the palace gate. Looking at the warm red clouds in the sky, he felt a lot heavier for some reason and said: "No matter what the reason is, it has nothing to do with us. Our mission is to become stronger."
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After hearing this, Zhao Changming nodded seriously. Only by standing in their position can we understand what these talented people are carrying on their shoulders, carrying the prosperity of an era!
The two of them walked out the door side by side, not saying a word during the process, just walking in tacit understanding.
"What's going on here."
Someone said in confusion, I don’t know why, today is a happy day, the atmosphere is right, but some people’s mood seems to be wrong. After thinking about it for a long time, I can’t figure out why. It’s better not to think about it and continue to cheer for the winner with the crowd.
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What people didn't notice was that Zhao Xiu looked at the demon core in his hand with disgust, struggled a few times on his face and finally put it back into his clothes. Looking at the two people leaving, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
After that, he said in a low voice: "No one looks up to me there. Here, I have such strong strength. I am a genius, but you still ignore me. Why on earth do you get the attention of these idiots? Tomorrow,
I will beat you to pieces in front of everyone!"
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Ling Feng and Zhao Changming separated as soon as they left the palace. Rather than saying they were separated, it was more that Ling Feng couldn't keep up.
"Oh, it's good to have someone to follow me. I miss the time in Qingxuan City a little bit."
Ling Feng looked up at Zhao Changming's handsome figure riding away on a horse and sighed, then looked at the entire Miao Kingdom from the palace gate. The road connecting the palace gate leads directly to the city gate. There are various fireworks on this avenue, and countless people are passing by.
Among them are the cries of children, the noise of adults, and the laughter of women.
Everything is so prosperous, but for some reason, the sky seems to be covered with a dark curtain, making people uneasy. Ling Feng recalled today's National Master in his mind.
The emergence of so many geniuses in the Miao Kingdom should have been worthy of celebration, but their performance was very mediocre. After thinking for a long time to no avail, he could only shake his head helplessly and murmured: "Even if there is really a shady plot, there is nothing I can do. Right now
How can I coax Yue'er when I go back too late?"
After saying that, Ling Feng slipped away like the wind. Quick passers-by turned around frequently but could not see the reason. The whole Miao Kingdom was very lively at night, and the taverns and inns were full of people. In order to avoid trouble, Ling Feng jumped on
After entering the pavilion, he appeared in front of his window after a few jumps and got in.
"you are back."
As soon as Ling Feng's head got into the dark room, Fen Yue's shaking voice reached his ears. Ling Feng had a bad feeling in his heart. He looked up and saw Fen Yue sitting at the table, holding his chin in his jade hand.
He was playing with a chopstick boredly, looking at the reflective nanmu tabletop with a somewhat resentful look.
"Gulu!"
Ling Feng swallowed unconsciously, and even forgot to enter the room. His lower body was still exposed, and his tight pants supported his round butt. Fortunately, everyone was discussing today's martial arts competition, and not many people would do it.
Look up at the stars, otherwise you will be really embarrassed.
Fen Yue didn't even look at Ling Feng, who looked like a quiet beauty, but the next second, the beauty made an astonishing move. She suddenly stopped her slender fingers that swung flexibly, held the chopsticks in the palm of her hand, and then used
Press it with your thumb, and a crisp click sound echoes in the quiet room.
Seeing that something was not going well, Ling Feng quickly got in from the window, then carefully walked behind Fen Yue, hugged her slim waist, picked her up and walked to the bed, Fen Yue still didn't move.
Ling Feng's heart was beating like a drum. Fen Yue had grown up a lot since her strength had been greatly improved. She was no longer like a child, and there was a trace of dragon blood in her body, which was not only reflected in her strength, but also affected her.
Her character made Fen Yue Ao want to fly into the sky, and she also had a desire to control Ling Feng and became jealous.
"There was no fighting today. Look at Yue'er, she's still fine."
Ling Feng hugged Fen Yue and sat beside the bed and explained. Fen Yue's expression improved a lot after hearing this. She leaned her head against his chest, and then threw the broken chopsticks into the vase on the table with great precision.
Jade put her arms around Ling Feng's neck and whispered: "Yue'er is hungry and wants to be fed by you."
"Okay, go right away."
Ling Feng immediately agreed. After putting Fen Yue gently on the bed, he immediately opened the door and walked out. He felt a little guilty. He didn't have much time and was running outside all day, but there was nothing he could do.
Ling Feng could only compensate in other ways.
Fen Yue lay half on the bed, her eyes always looking at the open door. Within a few minutes, Ling Feng came back with a plate of steaming meat, and the room was suddenly filled with the sweet and salty aroma of meat.
"Click."
Ling Feng closed the door and put the plate on the table. He first lit a candle and then sat on the edge of the bed with the meat. Then he picked up a piece of oily flesh with chopsticks and put it to Fen Yue's mouth.
Yue immediately opened her mouth to eat, almost without chewing, swallowed it directly, then opened her red lips and waited for the food.
"You should at least move your teeth."
Ling Feng smiled helplessly, and then fed Fen Yue another piece. Fen Yue moved his teeth obediently, but the extent of his movements made people suspect that he was grinding his teeth, and then he swallowed it. What else could Ling Feng say, so he had to slowly
feeding her.
The candlelight on the table was swaying slightly, reflecting the shadows of the two people on the bed. Ling Feng knew that Fen Yue was not really hungry, but wanted to enjoy the feeling of having him for her.
When Ling Feng finished the last bite, he walked to the table and put down the plate. He turned around and looked at Fen Yue, who was sitting quietly on the bed with his mouth full of oil as he watched his busy work, and sighed again.
Ling Feng stepped forward and took out a clean white cloth, bent down and thoughtfully wiped her clean before stopping, sitting on the edge of the bed and admiring this rare beauty in the world, a feeling of happiness filled her heart.
"You are so beautiful."
Ling Feng couldn't help but said something, and at the same time gently touched her white cheek with his palm, looked at her somewhat confused eyes and smiled lightly, Fen Yue also laughed, looked at the young man in front of her and asked: "Then you
Do you like it?" Her voice was very soft, but it had the feeling a mature woman should have.
"Of course I do."
Ling Feng smiled and pinched her nose lightly with his hand, causing Fen Yue to make a dissatisfied protest. Before she could reply, Ling Feng stood up, picked up the plate, opened the door and prepared to leave, but Fen Yue said weakly:
"Don't leave for too long, Yue'er will miss you very much."
Her delicate posture made Ling Feng's mind instantly reflect that Fen Yue had just transformed into a human form, knowing nothing and curious about everything. No matter how Fen Yue changed, at least in front of him, she would still be that person.
she.
"Okay, I'll be back soon."
Ling Feng smiled brightly at her at the door, then took the plate and left. Fen Yue watched quietly, then her eyelids slowly became heavy, she slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep half sitting on the bed.
Ling Feng came back in less than a minute. When he saw Fen Yue with her eyes closed on the bed, he stepped forward and tentatively breathed a breath into her ear. Fen Yue's shoulders trembled, but she still didn't open her eyes.
Ling Feng smiled faintly, gently picked up Fen Yue and let her sleep flat, then covered her with a cicada silk quilt, nodded and walked to the bronze mirror. The dim light of the candle lamp cast a halo of light on it. In the bronze mirror was a person.
The perfect boy, no, should already be called a youth.
He looked at himself in the scene. The boy back then had matured a lot. He had lost his tenderness and gained maturity. Ling Feng stretched out his hand to take off the crown, and his red head fell like a waterfall of blood, falling smoothly on both sides of his cheeks until
On his chest, Ling Feng reached out and took a bunch of silk and put it in front of his eyes, it was as red as blood.
"I don't know if my father will recognize him when he sees it. Mother, are you awake yet..."
Ling Feng sat on a chair, looked up at the ceiling and murmured to himself. The candlelight was swaying slightly, and the light above his head was also shaking. Ling Feng slowly closed his eyes, and waves of profound energy gradually began to appear on his body.
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From outside the window, in the floor, and on the wall, little bits of profound energy were attracted to Ling Feng's body, and were introduced into the spiritual palace by him. After being tempered by thousands of meridians, they finally turned into his own profound energy, and he slowly cultivated.
Fen Yue, who was sleeping silently on the bed, suddenly snored, making this ordinary night seem to become more interesting...