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Chapter 101: The Arrival of the Patriarch of the Mercenary Union

Chapter 101 The arrival of the leader of the mercenary union

The small room, a long time after Yadi Jihad rushed in, suddenly shook violently, and a muffled sound of "bang" sounded...

The beautiful cabin suddenly disappeared under Weier's eyes. Well, it should be said that it was beaten into tiny dust.

Where the house disappeared, a thick layer of sawdust was left on the ground.

Looking at the four people sitting on the sawdust, Wei'er's big blue eyes blinked slightly and coldly snorted: "Are you done?"

Seeing Weier's angry little face, Liu Feng and You An laughed dryly, looked at each other fiercely, and quickly moved away.

The four of them were all in a mess, and their clothes were all torn. There were bruises all over Yuan's handsome face, and there was even a big footprint on his chest. Judging from the shape and size of the footprint, it looked like it was

Black Bake's super big feet.

Although Youan is very miserable, the other three are not much better, with various scars on their faces, especially Yadi Jihad, who has neither the physical strength of Hei Bake nor the physical strength of Liu Feng.

He didn't have the same weird skills as You An, so he had to rely on his fighting spirit to fight with a few people. Therefore, although he was the last one to join the battle, he was the most embarrassed.



Looking at the four people who were no different from fighting at a kid's house, Wei'er sighed helplessly, walked forward slowly, stopped beside Liu Feng, squatted down, stretched out her white hands, and touched her heartache.

He touched the bruises on his face and gently massaged his injured lover.

Feeling the soft and comfortable feeling from Wei'er's little hand, Liu Feng breathed out directly from his heart and lungs to his mouth, and then exhaled gently.

"Hmph. You really have a man, and even the teacher doesn't care." You An, who was standing by, saw Wei'er's considerate behavior towards Liu Feng and couldn't help but feel sour.

Hearing this sour gas that almost made their own hearts sour, Yadi Jihad and Hei Baike shuddered at the same time and looked at each other in horror. The sour gas from a saint-level powerhouse was indeed extraordinary, and could actually invade it.

I am waiting for my heart and lungs...

Facing You An's anger, Weier gave him a big eye roll and said coquettishly: "Teacher, don't I know your strength yet? If I hadn't beaten you half to death, you would be alive and kicking again soon.

"

"Uh, dizzy." Hearing Weier's words, Youan was so angry that he rolled his eyes and swallowed all the breath in his throat. He couldn't go up or down, so he had to cough twice violently.



The four of them sat on the ground for a long time, and then they stood up slowly. Looking at the embarrassment on their bodies, they couldn't help but smile at each other.

You An glanced at Wei'er who was following Liu Feng, sighed helplessly, and said in a deep voice: "Liu... Feng, boy, since you have done this to Wei'er, I don't have anything to say.

It seems too late... If you feel sorry for her at all in the future, you won't be able to cope with today's play and fight."

Liu Feng smiled faintly, stretched out his arms to wrap around the soft waist of the girl next to him, and nodded lightly: "I will."

"Cough." After hearing the conversation between the two, Yadi Jizhan coughed dryly and his old face trembled.

"Um...that...did Liu Feng do that to Wei'er Xiaonizi?"

Wei'er blushed at Yadi Jihad's words, shrank her petite body, and hid herself behind Liu Feng.

"With your strength, can't you feel the changes in Weier? Why ask more?" You An rolled his eyes and said angrily with his eyes wide open.

"Hey." Seeing that this was true, Yadi Jihad sighed with some disappointment. Originally, he wanted to match Yadiyan and Wei'er, so that not only could there be one more future saint among the royal family,

Rank, and with how much You An loves Weier, if something happens to the royal family, this old guy will definitely not be able to ignore it. Alas... But, the whole plan was interrupted by this guy who suddenly appeared.

Turning yellow, his eyes full of resentment swept over Liu Feng who was hugging Wei'er...

Hey, this little guy's strength will have to be re-evaluated in the future. Counting the half-dragon, the future Saint Weier who has been taken over by him, and the old guy You'an at the back... this lineup

, seems to have started to become aggressive. Now it is no longer a wise choice to be an enemy of him, but if you can make friends with him, it will be the best of both worlds...



Not to mention the thoughts that were racing in Yadi Jihad's mind, Hei Baike reached out and patted his body vigorously, as if he remembered something. He raised his head and said, "Liu Feng, the patriarch of that family from the mercenary union is here."

Liu Feng raised his eyebrows. The clan leader? Fei'er's father, the real leader of the mercenary union? What is that guy doing in Xinglan City at this time?...He nodded lightly and looked around him apologetically.

Diver.

After receiving the apology in Liu Feng's eyes, Wei'er slightly pouted her lips, but after a moment, she nodded empathetically, and the crisp wind chimes accompanied the shaking of her little hands, making a pleasant ringing sound.

"You kid, you can handle those things by yourself in Xinglan City. Weier's injury has recovered, so let her recuperate in the academy." Youan seemed to be afraid that this guy would just take Weier away, so he said quickly.

Liu Feng curled his lips, and regardless of the presence of three people, he lowered his head and kissed Weier's smooth forehead, and then took Hei Bake and flew away into the air, turning into two streaks of light and speeding towards Xinglan City.





"Old guy, if you're not staying in your palace, what are you doing here?" Looking at the two streams of light disappearing in the sky, Youan said without looking back.

"Hehe, look what you said, no matter how you say it, we are old friends for hundreds of years. Do we need any reason to come and see you?" Yadi Jihad's cloudy old eyes narrowed and smiled.

"Tch, don't I know something about you, an old man like you?" You An rolled his eyes and suddenly smiled: "You came here because of yesterday's battle in the academy, right?"

"Uh, haha... I'm just curious, who can force you to use the power of the holy and heavenly level?" When his purpose was exposed, Yadi Jihad could only laugh.

"Who? Who else could it be? Isn't it the little bastard just now?" When Liu Feng was mentioned, You An's handsome face was filled with anger.

"Teacher..." A coquettish voice came from behind.

"Hey, look at it. Ever since that little bastard came, my status has plummeted. Now even if I talk about that kid, I'll be annoyed to death by this girl." You An said very unhappily.

He rolled his eyes and smiled bitterly at Yadi Jihad.

"Liu Feng?" Yadi Jizhan's eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief: "That little guy seems to have just been promoted to the Saint level, right? I fought him last time, and I didn't find that he had anything to do with the Saint.

Is your strength comparable to that of a heaven-level expert?"

"Eh? Have you ever fought against him?" You An turned around curiously, "Who lost and who won?"

"Let's call it a tie. It was just a rough fight, and we didn't even use our full strength." Yadi Jihad frowned and said, seeming to be tied with a rookie who had just entered the holy level. This made him very dissatisfied.

But what You An said almost made him angry to death...

"You didn't lose?" Shocking words came out of You An's mouth.

"Damn, how could I, a strong human being at the saint level, lose to a rookie?" Yadi Jihad said angrily, his face turning red.

"That's not right." You An touched his chin and asked doubtfully, "Then when he fought with you, did he use his weird mirror image?"

"Mirror image? That thing is of no use to saint-level experts." Yadi Jihad blew his beard and said angrily.

"Hey. Other mirror images may be of no use to saint-level powerhouses, but that little guy's is different. Damn it, besides the shortcoming that his mirror image still dissipates when attacked, its strength is actually indistinguishable from the main body.

Up and down, and you can recruit two at a time, it’s stupid. That’s two more saint-level experts helping you.” You An sighed, and now that he recalled the weird mirror image, he still felt unbelievable in his heart.

Feel.

"A mirror image as strong as the main body??? Your head was damaged? Damn, how is that possible?" Yadi Jihad opened his eyes wide and cried out.

"I also hope that my head is broken. But, unfortunately, that is true, otherwise. Do you think, in Xinglan City, who can force me to use the power of the holy level?" You An said bitterly.

shrugged.

Looking at Youan's serious face, Yadi Jihad fell silent. After a long time, he let out a low sigh and said with a wry smile: "Where did this little guy learn such a weird mirror image?

?If this kind of mirror image can grow with him... wouldn't it be too scary?"

You An nodded speechlessly and stopped talking. In fact, what he wanted to say in his heart was that the boy seemed to have a skill that could suddenly increase his strength several times and completely control all the aura around him. However,

Seeing Yadi Jihad's old face that could no longer bear the blow, he could only kindly swallow these words...

"This little bastard is purely a being who specializes in attacking people." These were the words deepest in You An's heart.


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