Suffering?

If in the eyes of the world, if you practice diligently and demand yourself strictly every day, Feng Ming should have suffered. But he never thought that hard work is a kind of suffering, but he was born to be willing to do it, and

Things you like to do.

Besides, what is hardship?

If you lose the showdown, you will feel sad. Is it considered hardship?

Feng Ming frowned and thought, Ji Nanxing made a clue and laughed happily: "It seems that he has never suffered any hardship."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because you are not sure if you have suffered any hardships, then what you have experienced before is not considered hardship in your eyes. Moreover, you are too simple and don't look like you have suffered at all. If you have suffered any hardships, you have suffered any hardships.

, I should understand why Brother Ling is willing to help us."

Because they are too bitter.

Ling Xiaotian is a person who has suffered a lot and can empathize with it, so he is willing to extend his hand to help.

But Feng Ming can stand by and watch because he has never experienced it.

Because he didn't understand that there was such a tragic and painful place in the world, and that such a group of people lived such hard life.

Feng Ming had no way to refute.

It was not until Ji Nanxing finished all the remaining firewood and brought Feng Ming to the wall to take Feng Ming to have a meal.

It was said that it was a meal, but in fact, two big pots stewed some meat porridge on the fire, and the cold naan bread. Each person held a bowl in one hand and the cake in the other, and squatted together in groups of three or three.

Ji Nanxing made a big bowl of porridge and handed it to Feng Ming. Feng Ming took it, and was a little stunned.

Since he broke through the Spirit King Realm, he has rarely eaten, so he wants to refuse immediately.

Mr. Ji, who was sitting on the wooden bench with a bowl on the side, saw Feng Ming's expression and said at the top of his voice: "Young man. Since he has done his work, he has to eat. This is the rule here, and he has to eat even if he doesn't want to eat.

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Feng Ming recognized that Dad Ji was the old man who had given Ling Xiaotian a cotton jacket before.

Ji Nanxing held two naan breads bigger than his face in his hand, stuffed one to Feng Ming, and took the bowl and came to Ling Xiaotian to squat on the ground, ate it in big mouthfuls.

Ling Xiaotian was sitting on the doorbar of a yard and was also eating.

Feng Ming thought about it, walked over and sat next to Ling Xiaotian.

Ling Xiaotian raised his eyelids and glanced at Feng Ming: "I can't get used to it?"

Not an illusion.

Now Feng Ming is very sure what the temperament on Ling Xiaotian's body that makes him feel different from before is. It is a temperament that is robbery and ruffian, and should not appear on Ling Xiaotian at all.

"This is the best meal we have come to Xue Town. Today I added meat and this white-floured naan bread is very fragrant. You can try it."

As he said that, Ji Nanxing picked up the naan bread and bit it hard, as if he wanted to demonstrate how to eat it for Feng Ming.

Ling Xiaotian's eating action was not ugly, but his speed was extremely fast. When Feng Ming had just eaten, Ling Xiaotian had finished eating. He put the bowl on the ground casually, wiped his mouth with his cuffs, and did not rush to leave.

"I saw Qin Mufeng because I couldn't understand something, so I asked him. I saw Feng Zhao because he was smarter than you. As for why they were sure that I would agree to their request and become the igniter, I should see me coming out of the snow field.

I have not come to take revenge for so long, and I think I am trustworthy."

Feng Ming looked at Ling Xiaotian.

For most of the day, Ling Xiaotian did not answer his question, but now he suddenly spoke.

"My second brother is indeed smarter than me. But if you don't take revenge, what is the connection with credibility?"

"Because in my heart, there is something more important than revenge."

"What's the matter?"

Ling Xiaotian stood up and patted the snow stained on his body: "When you can break through the realm of the Spirit Lord, you will know."

As he said that, Ling Xiaotian took a big leap forward, took two steps but stopped, turned around and added: "No, even if you can break the realm now, you can't know."

Feng Ming's face turned pale.

In his eyes, Ling Xiaotian was clearly taking the opportunity to mock him because he was stronger than him.

But in Ling Xiaotian's eyes, what he said was the truth.

The reason why he would agree to be the starter is that after forcibly induced the Lingzun thunder punishment, he felt the existence of the barrier divine formation. So after leaving the snow field, he realized that Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng were next

Big chess game.

Also because after experiencing a Spiritual Lord thunder punishment, Ling Xiaotian's mentality was completely different from before. The hatred between Nan Ling and the Medicine King Valley had faded to the point where he could ignore it.

He didn't want to explore too much, he now only had expectations for another interface.

That's why he told Feng Ming that as long as he activated the Spiritual Lord Thunder Punishment once, he would understand his current state of mind.

But he thought again that breaking the formation is just around the corner. After breaking the formation, Feng Ming could not have the same state of mind even if he triggered the Spiritual Zun Thunder Punishment, so he added the last sentence.

Unfortunately, Feng Ming completely misunderstood what Ling Xiaotian meant.

I just thought the other party was mocking him for not having enough realm, so I put the bowl in my hand aside, stood up, and looked resolute: "Ling Xiaotian, I, Feng Ming, officially offered you a duel invitation!"

A fiery red duel force emerged from Feng Ming's forehead and floated in front of Ling Xiaotian.

Ling Xiaotian stopped and turned to see the anger on Feng Ming's face, a little confused.

"You can't beat me."

Everyone around looked at it.

Ji Nanxing even heard the conversation between the two and had been stunned for a long time: "Spiritual spiritual practitioner!"

"It's really a spiritual practitioner!"

Everyone around them also exclaimed, but the micro-expressions on their faces were more terrified.

Feng Ming frowned.

"I couldn't beat you in the Haotian Tower back then, but I never retreated. Even if you were far better than me today, I still have the same attitude! Ling Xiaotian, do you take this duel or not?"

If it were before, Ling Xiaotian would definitely have invited the duel next, and even if he accepted one hundred invitations at the same time, he would not frown.

But now.

Ling Xiaotian smiled contemptuously: "Like today, only Qin Mufeng and Feng Qing can fight me. You are too far behind."

After saying that, Ling Xiaotian raised his left hand and gently tapped the fiery red duel invitation. The fiery red aura seemed to be violently frightened, and it fled back to Feng Ming and entered Feng Ming's eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

Feng Ming's whole body shook, his face suddenly turned pale. He stood up and wanted to do it directly. A voice that made Feng Ming extremely familiar with him came over.

"A Ming, stop."

Ling Xiaotian's eyes moved, and he turned his head to look at Feng Zhao who walked away, dressed in white like snow, his black hair was floating behind him, and there was a purple jade bamboo flute on his waist.

"You're really here, Feng Er."

Feng Zhao curled his lips and smiled. All the beautiful scenery in the world lost his beauty in contrast to his smile.

"If you want to see me, I will come naturally."
Chapter completed!