Ling Feng came to the hall and just learned from Long Jue's residence that he is now in the hall, so he came here.
When I entered the hall, I saw that everyone except him was here and they all used breakfast inside. The breakfast was too rich, which was Ling Feng’s first idea. There were four dishes on the table, all of which were big fish and meat, especially one of them, just like the one that now has a suckling pig.
"The little brat is up, come and have breakfast." Long Jue first saw Ling Feng. Ao Wuxue also saw Ling Feng and said to him: "Xiaotian comes and have breakfast, these are your favorites. Xueqing also comes to eat together."
Ling Feng then remembered that these were Long Tian’s favorite food. No wonder they prepared such a table. After all, Ling Feng’s return surprised them.
But Ling Feng no longer likes to eat these things. Now his eating habits are completely different from those of Long Tian. He only needs a few fruits in the morning or breakfast like the ones he ate on Earth. He will not eat these big fish and meat in the morning. Moreover, these things are not as delicious as Ling Feng himself, and the things he makes now are the best, so these will not become his favorites, and he can't even reach his liking. However, because Ling Feng is too lazy to make them, he will still eat these things at noon or at night.
Ling Feng looked at the things on the table and said, "I won't eat anymore. I'll ask my dad to get some money and go to the street to buy swords. And I won't prepare it in the morning in the future. I've been used to eating some fruit in the morning for more than a year."
Long Yang looked at the delicious food on the table and thought that it was just right if you don’t eat it. I was hungry, but he said, “Brother, you don’t eat it anymore. Didn’t you like these the most before? How can you eat fruits? You will lose strength. What should I do if you wait until you buy the sword and compete with you after you buy it?"
Ling Feng replied: "I want to build a sword this time, and it won't be available immediately. You don't have to ask me to compete in swords these days. You lost to me yesterday. Before you figured out why I lost to me, it would be useless to compete in swords. Comparing swords does not necessarily mean winning. Sometimes losing is more effective than winning, and you can better know your own shortcomings and thus improve your strength."
Long Jianxin heard Ling Feng's words and cheered: "Well, as long as Long Yang figures out this matter, he will definitely make a breakthrough. Long Tian, ​​we will find time to compare. Your sword technique will give me a lot of inspiration, and maybe you can rely on you to break through the realm of the Sword Saint."
"Is Xiaotian's sword technique so magical? Can you help you break through the Sword Saint?" Leng Yue was also surprised when she knew that Long Tian defeated Long Yang. However, after hearing Long Jianxin's high evaluation, the realm of breaking through the Sword Saint is the Sword God, which is the highest level of a swordsman. There are only a few people in the world who have reached this level today. Ling Feng can actually help Long Jianxin enter the realm of the Sword God.
Long Jianxin sighed: "Yes, you didn't see Xiaotian's sword technique. The Long Family's sword technique completely surpassed the Long Family's sword technique. It is the best sword technique I have ever seen. If you compare with Xiaotian with pure sword technique, I think I will lose."
Ling Feng was afraid that if he continued to talk, he would be pulled to the sword contest by Long Jianxin and interrupted: "I will demonstrate this sword technique to you, but what I need most now is a suitable sword and the money to buy the sword. Dad, please give me a hundred thousand or eighty thousand, so I can buy it."
When Long Jue heard Ling Feng say he wanted 100,000 to 80,000, he was about to hit Ling Feng, but someone was faster than him.
"One hundred thousand and eighty thousand, go buy a mine. Do you want to buy the entire weapon store?" Ao Wuxue held Ling Feng's ear and raised it up.
"Oh, it hurts... Mom, let go quickly, then give it some, but not too little, I want to buy a good sword." Ling Feng rubbed his ears and thought that this trick was all applicable. My mother on Earth used to be the same, but now it is the same.
"Ten thousand. It's just the most." Ao Wuxue said.
"Mom, do you think you bought firewood, 50,000."
"Is there such expensive firewood? 15,000?"
"Mom, my son will still have to see people with a sword in the future, forty thousand."
"You are not showing off this. The sword is only practical. You can't add it for 20,000 yuan."
"If this sword is bad, I will use any self-defense to help my life in the future. It is not expensive to buy an insurance of 30,000 yuan."
"Twenty-five thousand is the limit, don't pull it."
"The deal is only 25,000." After Ling Feng's bargaining, Ling Feng received a sword-making fee of 25,000.
The three people next to them were staring at them blankly, but they didn't expect that Ling Feng's ability to ask for money was so strong that he forced him to get more gold coins than he used to. Especially Long Yang was so envious that he was so envious. It seemed that he would have to bargain with his mother in the future, and maybe he could get more fees.
Ling Feng got the gold coins from Ao Wuxue and directly gave Ling Feng several gold tickets with similar effects to the ancient silver notes in the past. The gold tickets are a special paper and magic mark in this world. They can be exchanged in the largest and only magic bank on the continent, which is the same as cash.
Ling Feng held the golden ticket in his hand and observed it, feeling a faint magical aura. At this time, a white jade-like hand reached into Ling Feng's ear that had just been abused, and then gently rubbed Ling Feng's ear.
"Mom, don't have to help me rub it, I won't hurt anymore." Ling Feng was focusing on the golden ticket, thinking that it was Ao Wuxue rubbing his ears.
"Son, I didn't help you." Ao Wuxue's words reached Ling Feng's ears. Ling Feng looked up in confusion. Seeing that the person who helped him rub his ears was Xue Qing. "Ah, Xue Qing, I'm fine, you don't need to rub it for me." Xue Qing looked at Ling Feng in confusion and took his hand back.
Ling Feng was very happy to see Xue Qing’s doubts. At least she knew the doubts now. If you press this way, she should quickly walk out of the shadow. "This just hurts, and it will be fine soon. It doesn’t hurt anymore, thank you for helping me."
Long Jue quipped when he saw this situation: "It seems that Xueqing is our wife. You see, you care so much about this brat before you enter. I will immediately propose to Bai Yun. Wuxue prepares the betrothal gift."
Ao Wuxue smiled and said, "I'll prepare now. I will definitely let Baiyun marry his daughter to our son with satisfaction."
Long Yang also interrupted, "Yes, seeing that they are so loving, it's better to help them hold their wedding as soon as possible. Brother, don't worry that I'm not married yet, I don't mind."
"What are you talking nonsense? I'll buy a sword first, and you can enjoy breakfast slowly." After that, Ling Feng took Xue Qing's hand and quickly left the place of right and wrong. His behavior made the four people in the Long family laugh.
Ling Feng left the Long family, thinking about where to build his sword, but he didn't notice that he had been holding Xue Qing's hand.
"Longxiang Inn, there are two guys waiting for me there." Thinking of this, Ling Feng was thinking about how to use the method to create a sword. Just like this, the two walked through the streets, passers-by were envious of the couple. Especially when the man saw Xue Qing's current appearance, he wanted to be in Lingfeng's position.
Ling Feng didn't notice this situation at all, just walked towards Longxiang Inn. But Xue Qing soon became tired. Ling Feng realized that he had been holding Xue Qing's hand since the beginning, so he quickly let go of his hand.
"You're tired. Just now I just thought about things and forgot that you are a magician." Ling Feng knew that Xueqing was tired, so he walked slowly.
After walking for a while, Ling Feng felt that his hand was grabbed by a small hand. Seeing that the owner of this hand was Xue Qing, Ling Feng also held her like he had just held Xue Qing's hand. Xue Qing found that it felt good to be held like this, so she took the initiative to grab Ling Feng's hand and asked Ling Feng to continue holding her hand.
Ling Feng is for her illness, and this time he took the initiative to hold hands is also a progress. In Ling Feng's perception, this kind of holding hands is a complete trivial matter, not to mention that she will not remember it after Xueyan recovers from her illness, and she will not mind even if she remembers it. Of course, this is Ling Feng's own thoughts, and he has no idea what his behavior will bring to him.
Chapter completed!