Ling Feng nodded and simply competing for light witchcraft, he was really inferior to Zhang Haoran.
If it weren't for the second hall master, I was afraid that I would have suffered a bad injury.
"Okay, then this battle, Zhang Haoran won."
The second hall owner glanced at Ling Feng deeply, his eyes were burning.
After all, I still looked at it. I couldn't think of this new disciple.
Obviously it is just an eight -series degenerate body, but it is able to perform a small forbidden mantra.
In this way, he may not have a chance to enter the Holy Hall of Witch.
Zhang Haoran hugged his fist at Lingfeng and sighed with a sigh: "This test is that I lost. The younger brother's small ban, freely settled, from this, I am ashamed."
"Say you to win if you win, so much nonsense!"
The second hall was glared at Zhang Haoran, and Zhang Haoran wanted to say something. He was stared at the second hall master, so he had to swallow his mouth and retreat.
"I heard that you joined the Mingguang Hall, which is the matter of the previous two days, is it just a disciple?"
The second hall owner looked at Ling Feng and asked lightly.
"yes."
Ling Feng nodded, "Now is the disciple of Elder Yan."
"Ye Chuyan's yellow hair girl, can teach you what is the rhythm of some women's houses."
The second hall owner raised his hand on Ling Feng's shoulder, and said with a smile: "From now on, you don’t have to be a name disciple. In this seat, you will collect you as a disciple.
Small forbidden spells, even the forbidden spell, this seat is there! How is it? What do you want? "
"hiss!"
As soon as this remark came out, there was a sound of breathlessness on the field.
Numerous disciples looked at Ling Feng with great envy.
Good guy, from a name disciple, he will directly become the disciple of the second hall owner. What is this leap?
Moreover, the other party is the master of the second hall. In the entire Mingguang Hall, under one person, the existence of more than 10,000 people.
Prior to this, the second hall owner had only accepted three pro -disciples in total, and now they are all the wions of the Sacred Hall of Witch, and the one has created the legendary genius, Duan Lingtian, and it is also the disciple of the second hall master!
Ling Feng can actually get the attention of the second hall owner, and take him as a pro -disciple.
In a sense, it has been established. Ling Feng entered the Holy Hall of the Witch, that is, it is a matter of nailing on the board.
In contrast, being a disciple of Elder Yan Yan, it is completely different.
Do you still need to hesitate?
Among the crowd, even Shen Tu Xuan Ce is envious. Although he has also entered the Holy Hall of Witch and accepts the preaching of the Great Wizard, this is the same as the official entrance to the Holy Hall of the Witch and becoming a disciple of the Temple.
One code.
And in front of Ling Feng's eyes is such a chance!
"Damn, this kid can get the appreciation of the second hall owner!"
Ye Wuxin hates itching. If this is replaced by himself, he has already hugged the thigh of the second hall of the second hall. He cried.
"Oops, this kid is going to be snatched!"
Ye Keren frowned and bit his lips. If Ling Feng was dug away by the second hall owner, his identity was higher than himself. How can he "learn" him!
I do n’t want to collect any disciples at all. If you know the meaning of the second hall, you must not hesitate to send this cheap disciple!
As a party, Ling Feng is a bit embarrassed.
He glanced at the second hall owner, bowed to him, and actually said a word that shocked everyone.
"Thank you for love, but the disciples still hope, starting good and ending. Now that I am the disciple of Elder Yan, now, now, then it will be."
After Ling Feng finished speaking, he bowed towards the second hall of the second hall again.
Of course, this is just an excuse for Ling Feng.
He came to the witch god education, but not to learn to learn art, but to steal the lottery of the gods.
To really become the disciple of the second hall master, although there is indeed a famous teacher, it will have a lot of freedom.
In contrast, I do n’t smell himself, and the elder who is regarded as no matter how much he does n’t care about him. It is more suitable for him.
Laying time, the second hall master's complexion froze.
Obviously, he did not expect that Ling Feng would refuse himself.
This is like pushing a Jinshan Yinhai to the other side, but it was pushed away by the other party.
"Is this boy stupid?"
"Damn, there is no reason, don't give me such an opportunity!"
"Idiot! This guy is definitely an idiot!"
A group of disciples exploded in an instant, and the opportunity to get in front of him, Ling Feng actually refused!
Only Ye Ke, his eyes are full of unbelievable depression.
"That little boy, actually ..."
She couldn't believe everything she heard.
Ling Feng actually rejected the recruitment of the second hall master!
Could it be, this stinky boy ...
Ye Keren suddenly gave birth to a very absurd idea. Ling Feng, did you see himself?
Because she really couldn't think of it, what reason did Ling Feng refuse the second hall owner, unless there was a person or something, letting Ling Feng "nostalgia".
Thinking about it, it seems that there is nothing other than yourself!
Thinking of this, Ye Keren's face was slightly red, gritted his teeth: Cut, really delusional, just by him? How could this girl look at him! Hum, but it is so excellent in this stinky boy, this girl
In the future, I will be a little better to him!
If Ling Feng knows the woman's thoughts, she will be afraid to vomit blood on the spot.
What do you follow, this woman is toxic!
"Little guy, you have to consider clearly."
The main color of the second hall changed slightly, Ling Feng was like a piece of jade. He didn't want to give up like this.
"I think clearly."
Ling Feng once again arched the second hall of the second hall, and said faintly: "Thank you for your love."
"Alright, so!"
The master of the second palace shook his sleeves and left the scene.
Below the martial arts, there are only a pair of shocked and puzzled eyes, and Qi Qi stared at Ling Feng.
This guy, the brain is definitely broken!
Ling Feng shrugged, without any regret.
The Zhang Haoran glanced deeply and sighed: "Master Ling Feng, don't you know, what did you miss?"
"I know that it must be a disciple of the second palace owner, but my way, I like to go!"
Ling Feng smiled at each other, and held a fist at Zhang Haoran. "Thank you brother for your guidance."
"Can't say any guidance, have the opportunity to study together."
Zhang Haoran shook his head and smiled bitterly. Even his chief like him failed to be seen by the second hall master. He was collected as a pro -biography. Ling Feng fell well.