Douluo: I Have a Big Golden Bell

At this time, the Feng family.

Feng Qingfengyang, father and son, stood on the roof with their hands behind their backs, feeling the aura of the Soul Saint coming from the direction of the Tong family, their faces a little serious.

"Feng Yang, look at the good son you used to have, but others have blocked the door!"

Mr. Feng Qing directly placed the information in his hand on the hand of the Feng Yangfeng family and said very seriously.

Master Feng...

It's not what you are used to every day. You are not willing to give up on your precious grandchildren if I beat them every day.

Now if something goes wrong, it's on me, right?

"Yes, I shouldn't spoil him. This time, let's see if I don't beat him to death."

Old Feng Qing's hands shook, and he quickly put his hands behind his back and said in a somewhat tangled tone:

"It's not enough to beat him to death. This time the matter is not that big. A lecture is enough. I believe he won't do it again next time."

Feng Yang was paralyzed. It wasn't big enough that three soul saints came to his door. Banning the title was a big deal, right?

But looking at my old man, who is over seventy years old and has suffered from injuries and illnesses throughout his life, he has worked hard to get back the Feng family's great foundation. It is not easy to have a favorite junior in his later years. Just pamper him, and the Feng family will not end up in this mess. Can't clean up well.

"It's coming!"

Mr. Feng touched his white beard and narrowed his eyes as he felt the three soul saints approaching.

They are just three soul saints. This old man like him was not afraid when he was young, and he is even less afraid when he is old!

"Let's go down and wait for them to come."

On the other side, the head of the Tong family was jogging, educating the three of Flanders about the background of the Feng family.

"The Feng family is a family of military merit. Mr. Feng has been fighting on the border of Tiandou all year round. It was not until his foundation was damaged that he was forcibly withdrawn from the border by the royal family and returned to Changding City to serve as the city lord."

Therefore, as long as Mr. Feng is here, the position of the lord of Changding City belongs to the Feng family, and no one can take it away, because his military exploits can shut you up.

Every time the head of the Tong family said something, the faces of the three of them became more serious, and in the end they even slowed down.

Of course, except Shao Xin.

Tong Jing saw the embarrassment of several people from behind, took two steps forward, pulled Flender's sleeves and said softly:

"Why don't we go? Let's go directly to the Star Forest."

She was already satisfied with this matter. She had nothing to do and her mother took it back. It was complete.

Zhao Wuji on the side opened his eyes with jealousy on the spot, looking at the white and tender little hands, his whole body was about to separate from the wall.

"Don't worry, this is their fault and they will pay the price."

Flanders held Tong Jing's little hand in his palm, and his heart was filled with morale again.

Flanders is not afraid of the meritorious family. If he can't defeat him, he will call Erlong. The name of the Golden Iron Triangle is also derived from it.

As soon as he said this, the head of the Tong family, who was still watching the excitement, felt even more sad. He also wanted a soul saint who would stand up for him, and his gender didn't have to be too restrictive.

Tong Jing, Tong Jing was too shy to say anything.

The Feng family has finally arrived, and from a distance you can see two figures standing in front of the Feng family, showing no trace of soul power but no one dares to ignore them.

Feng Yang, the lord of Changding City, and Feng Qing, the old man of the Feng family.

He fired his bow without turning back, but Flanders still showed the dignity of the Soul Saint, let go of Tong Jing's little hand, looked back at her shy look, and said to everyone in Shrek:

"You guys wait here, let's go check out the situation first!"

After saying that, Flanders called Zhao Wuji and Shao Xin and walked towards them.

The three of them did not dare to be as arrogant as before, their soul power fluctuations were hidden, and they walked over like ordinary people.

"I've met Mr. Feng, the Lord of Feng City, I'm Flanders, level 76..."

"Well!"

Before Flanders could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Mr. Feng.

"Don't talk to me about levels, I'm just asking you, have you ever been on the battlefield?"

"This..." This is really not true. Flanders has no chance to go to the battlefield at all, because his family background is not clean and he cannot be requisitioned.

"Humph!"

Seeing that Flanders had nothing to say, Mr. Feng turned to look at Zhao Wuji with a mocking look on his face.

"Big guy, have you been on the battlefield?"

Zhao Wuji......

Bear it!He didn't dare to mess with this old man, not to mention his iron-blooded aura, but he didn't dare to mess with just the fluctuation of his soul power.So he had to show an embarrassed smile, scratch his head and said:

"Never."

"boom!"

"You've never been fucked before, but you're still laughing, and you're still smiling so stupidly!"

Mr. Feng became even more disdainful, and hit Zhao Wuji's head directly with the cane in his hand, tapping twice.

Zhao Wuji, Zhao Wuji did not dare to say a word.

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"What about you?" Mr. Feng looked at the last fat man with a kind face, his eyes became even more disdainful.At first glance, he looks like a pampered soul master. Before, he could fight...

"Been there! I've been on the battlefield!"

Shao Xin narrowed his eyes, but still looked kind. Only those who have been on the battlefield know how difficult it is to survive, so he respects the old man quite a lot.

"Oh?" Now the old man became interested and took a serious look at Shao Xin, who was fat and fair.

"What were you doing on the battlefield?"

"Logistics, taking care of food!"

"So you are???!" The old man realized something was wrong.

Shao Xin smiled proudly. In mainland China, he can be ranked among the top five in charge of food management!

"I am a level 73 food soul saint."

"father!"

As soon as Shao Xin finished speaking, Mr. Feng blurted out "Daddy", which was very loud in this small space and shocked several soul saints.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mr. Feng stopped using his crutches and ran up to Shao Xin in two steps. He held his hand with a kind face, completely different from the disdain he had shown just now.

"Daddy... Bah, bah, bah, you're used to it, you're used to it, you won't be able to change it for a while.

Come in quickly, come in quickly! "

Mr. Feng's rapid change made several people unable to react. They looked at each other in confusion.

Although he is an auxiliary soul saint, that's not it.

Little do they know that on the battlefield, the Food Soul Sage can save lives, not only their own lives, but also the lives of their comrades.

Feng Qing had been pulled back so many times by a piece of thick bread, so he was so enthusiastic about Shao Xin.

Shao Xin is obviously used to it. No one has called him this name for so many years. He suddenly felt quite happy when he heard it.

"Mr. Feng, you don't have to..."

"Hey, what's your name, Mr. Feng? Just call me Feng Qing. This is Feng Yang! My son!"

After saying that, he kicked the head of the Feng family in the leg, "Hurry up and call your son over here. See what good things he has done, and ask him to come over and apologize in person!"

Feng Yang:......

What did you say 3 minutes ago? They were just three soul masters.

Of course Feng Yang didn't dare to speak. He cupped his fists and gestured to Flanders and Zhao Wuji, then went to the backyard to pick up the child.

This kid who deserves a beating is having a hard time today.