Chapter 820 Kneel Down and Call My Father! (3 More)
"We will win the next game!"
Li Bufan also patted Jiang Xiaofan on the shoulder, with a glint in his eyes.
"Hahaha, it's so funny!"
Mo Wufeng grinned and said, "Without Ling Feng, you are just a bunch of trash! Fight against the five scum! Do you still want to win? What are you going to win with? Hahaha..."
Mo Wufeng was filled with pride. Even if Ling Feng exposed his hypocritical mask before, so what?
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!
As long as he leads the members of the True Dragon Academy to win this game, he will naturally be rewarded by the academy, and the future road will be even smoother!
As for those losers in Lingfeng, they can only eat dust behind their own butts!
"Mo Wufeng, don't be too proud." Gu Tengfeng snorted, his face full of anger, but his heart was filled with joy.
They were almost done with the scene just now, so they should be able to achieve the results Ling Feng wanted.
"What happened to Deyi?"
Mo Wufeng laughed heartily, "If you can win, what if I kneel down on the spot and call you daddy three times? How about you, do you dare to make a bet with me? Give me a big one! Who loses?
, who kneels down and calls me daddy in front of so many spectators! Of course, the premise is that Ling Feng does not come back!"
Mo Wufeng suffered a big loss from Ling Feng before, but he was more vigilant this time.
"Huh, boring!" Gu Tengfeng waved his sleeves and was about to leave.
"Are you afraid of losing? Or don't you dare?" Mo Wufeng laughed ferociously, "Didn't you say you can win? Hahaha..."
"Okay! I'll bet with you!"
Gu Tengfeng frowned and said coldly: "However, some people should not refuse to admit defeat!"
"Humph, just don't deny it!" Mo Wufeng laughed loudly, leading the team members and leaving the ring triumphantly.
Before the next game, there is still a stick of incense time for both sides to rest.
"Damn it, why isn't Brother Feng back? It's been half an hour!"
Ye Nanfeng and the others were running around in panic. If this continues, they will definitely lose.
As for Mu Qianxue, she was also one of the members who obtained the treasure of heaven and earth together with Li Bufan and the others. Naturally, it can be seen that in the entire competition just now, except for Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan was the only one who rowed.
Apparently, this should be a plan agreed between Ling Feng and Gu Tengfeng.
There was even more uproar in the audience.
Everyone is discussing the mystery of Ling Feng's disappearance. Why was Ling Feng absent from the finals? This is too unbelievable.
"Could it be..." Wang Yishan's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he said carelessly: "Is there something wrong with Chief? For example, he was attacked, seriously injured, or... died... died?"
"You were seriously injured and you died!"
Qin Wanwan put her hands on her hips and glared at Wang Yishan angrily, feeling uneasy in her heart.
"That's it, stop talking nonsense, brother, nothing will happen to you!"
Ouyang Jing clenched his fists, but if nothing happened to Ling Feng, why did he mysteriously disappear under such circumstances?
"Grandpa! What happened!"
Deng Yongshi was also running around in a hurry, urging General Deng, "No, no, no, grandpa, please quickly deploy the imperial capital's guards and search for Ling Feng's whereabouts!"
"puff……"
General Deng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Xiao Shi, how can the escort be adjusted casually?"
"I don't care, I can't find Ling Feng anyway, I... I just... I don't care anyway!"
Deng Yongshi was so anxious that she punched General Deng in the thigh. If he lost this time, according to the bet between Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong, he would directly sacrifice his head!
"Hey..." Old General Deng shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'll ask all the servants and guards in our house to go out and search, so that'll be all right."
"Quick, quick, quick!"
Deng Yongshi hurriedly urged the old general Deng. The old general smiled bitterly and sighed in his heart: It is true that women are not allowed to stay.
In the camp of the Zhongyuan Sword Team, Li Yunting sighed softly, "Could it be that the East Yard Sword Team is really going to lose? Ling Feng, Ling Feng, where are you?"
"I just said that guy Ling Feng is unreliable, right?" Lu Qingshan couldn't help but muttered.
"No, I always feel that something is wrong. This is not Mr. Ling's style..." Yue Yunlan bit her red lips and murmured softly.
"Miss, what do you mean?" Qiaoqiao asked softly.
The two masters and servants were very familiar with Ling Feng, and there was a demon emperor-level bitch beside Ling Feng. It was for no reason, and there was no chance of any accident happening.
And in this case, it is absolutely impossible for Ling Feng to be absent!
"Maybe Mr. Ling has already made arrangements." Yue Yunlan guessed in a low voice.
"I think so, that idiot, although sometimes he is stupid, but he has many evil intentions." Qiaoqiao said with a smile.
"You girl." Yue Yunlan rolled her eyes at her, "I already told you that you won't be allowed to have anything big or small in the future."
"Okay, okay~" Qiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, "People don't mind if I call him a fool, but there is a certain person who is not married yet, but he is protecting others like this."
"You!" Yue Yunlan's pretty face turned red and she gave Qiaoqiao a hard look, "Ignore you!"
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In the central school ground, everyone was talking about Ling Feng, and where was Ling Feng, the real owner?
Smoke and waves, riverside, pavilions and pavilions.
There is a gentle river breeze and green willow trees.
In an attic by the river in the south of the city, Ling Feng was holding a small wine glass and tasting it carefully.
“Good wine!”
Ling Feng slowly put down his wine glass, looked at the woman opposite, and said in a deep voice: "After such a long time, it's time for you to fulfill your promise! Miss Yan!"
Yes, the girl opposite Ling Feng is none other than the empress dowager's niece, Yan Shuying.
"Why are you so anxious?" Yan Shuying pursed her lips and smiled. When she saw the girl standing next to Ling Feng, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "I asked you to come alone in my letter, but you carry this with you wherever you go.
Maid. What, Mr. Ling is afraid that I will harm you?"
"It's hard to say whether it will harm me or not, but counting the time, the competition will start soon. Give me the handwritten version of "Tai Xuan Acupuncture Sutra". From now on, you and I will have no grudges."
Ling Feng pursed his lips and said lightly.
"It's still early."
Yan Shuying poured another glass of wine for Ling Feng and chuckled: "Although I, Yan Shuying, am not a manly man, my words still stand. Before the game starts, I will definitely let you leave, so I will let you accompany me.
After a few glasses of water and wine, is Mr. Ling so ruthless and unable to understand gentleness?"
A cunning look flashed in Yan Shuying's eyes.
Yes, according to Ling Feng's perception, the game has not started yet, but she has already arranged some kind of magic circle in this pavilion in advance, making people's perception of time slow down.
At this moment, the outside time has already passed noon, and the finals have officially begun!
Of course, what she didn't know was that as soon as Ling Feng entered the pavilion, the emperor's eyes had already seen through everything, but he could not tell the truth.
Yan Shuying thought that Ling Feng had fallen into her own trap, but little did she know that Ling Feng was just following his plan!