"Come on, Xiaofei, have a piece of mutton."

Ling Yuan hugged Xiao Fei and sat on the chair, picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and put it into Ophis' mouth.

"Aww."

Ophis opened his mouth, took a bite, and then started chewing.

Her chubby little face makes people pinch her.

"Master, water."

Ophis frowned after eating.

I just woke up and my mouth is still a little dry.

Ling Yuan picked up a drink and handed it to Ophis' mouth.

Ophis drank in small sips, looking like a father feeding his daughter.

Beibeilong lay on Lingyuan's head, his big orange eyes blinking.

"Meow~"

He flapped his wings and landed on Ling Yuan's lap, sobbing at Ling Yuan.

"Okay, okay, you have it too."

Ling Yuan took another piece for Bella.

But soon, Ophis on the side became unhappy again and grabbed Ling Yuan's clothes.

"Are you usually busy enough to come here?" Wang Ming looked at Ling Yuan, who was unable to do anything at all, and teased.

"I'm too busy, but I'm willing." Ling Yuan said.

Wang Ming: "..."

What's this showy tone about?

"Ling Yuan, do you think we can win?" Wang Ming looked at the charcoal burning in the barbecue and said suddenly.

As soon as these words came out, the originally lively living room suddenly became quiet.

Ling Yuan stroked Bella's back and chuckled: "I don't know whether I'll win or not. I just know I can't lose."

Wang Ming sighed: "During this period, spiritual energy has surged. Many people have achieved breakthroughs, and many people are worried."

"War, especially a war between two worlds, is no joke."

Ling Yuan looked at Wang Ming, who was slightly pessimistic, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you recently? You're depressed."

"No, I've just been thinking too much lately."

"This is not like the Wang Ming I know. The Wang Ming I know should be excited."

Wang Ming remained silent.

After watching the battle between Lingyuan Yue and the Moon-devouring Sirius, he became somewhat unconfident about his own strength.

"Let's go."

Looking at Wang Ming who was silent, Ling Yuan suddenly stood up and said.

"Where to go?" Wang Ming was stunned.

Others also looked at Ling Yuan curiously.

"Tiance Mountain."

…

Along with the imaginary number space

Ling Yuan and his party arrived at Tiance Mountain.

Although the place is covered with snow, it still cannot cover up the previously destroyed terrain.

Ling Yuan and Wang Ming are opposed to each other.

"Use it all and let me see if you have grown in the past two months."

"This elder's tone is really unpleasant."

"Then you have to be my punching bag!"

Wang Ming didn't show any pretense, he held a silver spear in the air and appeared.

Ling Yuan raised the corner of his mouth and waved to Wang Ming: "Come on."

Bang!

The ground exploded, Wang Ming disappeared on the spot, and appeared in front of Ling Yuan in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, Ling Yuan was not surprised at all.

He grabbed the flaming Yin Qiang with one hand and pulled hard.

Aiming at Wang Ming’s abdomen with his knee, he pushed hard!

Bang!

"vomit!"

Wang Ming's pupils bulged, and a mouthful of saliva spat out of his mouth.

Pushing Wang Ming away, Ling Yuan formed a fist with one hand and punched out fiercely, hitting Wang Ming hard in the chest!

"vomit!"

This time, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"I won't use weapons this time."

"You guy." Wang Ming wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and rushed over angrily.

The two started fighting on the snow.

During this period, no matter how much Wang Ming resisted, he was tortured to pieces.

"Wang Ming..."

Shen Xingwei looked at Wang Ming, who had been beaten, and gently covered her mouth with her hands.

"Don't worry, Ling Yuan is helping him move his muscles." Xiao Shi said.

"He was too nervous and the Qi in his body was blocked."

"If it is not cleared in time, these qi that cannot flow will attack the heart together."

"What?"

Shen Yiwei was stunned.

"What's wrong? Do you only have this little strength?"

Pushing Wang Ming to the ground with one hand, Ling Yuan said expressionlessly.

"Ahem!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Wang Ming slowly got up from the ground and looked at Ling Yuan breathing heavily.

"Drink!"

Bang!

Wang Ming fell to the ground again.

"Huhuhu~"

"Are you comfortable?"

Ling Yuan looked at Wang Ming who fell on the ground and said with a smile.

"You guy, how can you be comfortable?"

Seeing Ling Yuan who was not even injured, Wang Ming was helpless.

It was he who was beaten!

Apart from pain all over my body, there is no comfort at all!

Ling Yuan sat next to Wang Ming: "Tell me, what happened."

Wang Ming stared blankly at the snowy sky and said, "My mother was called back to the Song family, and my father has not been home for a month."

"All children over the age of 16 from the seven major clans in the capital have entered the army..."

Listening to Wang Ming's words, Ling Yuan remained silent.

He knew that the country was preparing.

These are extraordinary times, and population numbers have long been meaningless.

A strong man can kill tens of millions of people with just one blow.
To be continued...