Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

Feng Jiantang shook his head and advised: "Little sister, no matter how amazing and talented that guy is, he has been dead for more than half a year. It's time for you to come out."

The corners of Xiao Fengxian's lips raised, and she smiled casually: "I've never been in it before, so how can I get out of it?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole camp became quiet.

No matter it was Feng Jiantang, Feng Shatian or Feng Qinyin, they all stared at her with strange eyes.

Xiao Fengxian felt uncomfortable all over.

"No way?"

"Brother, Aunt Feng, Third Uncle! You don't really think that my little Fengxian will live in the heart of a man who has only known me for a few days and even slapped me for being loud."

"No way?"

Feng Qinyin raised her voice and stared at the direction of Xiao Fengxian's palm.

Xiao Fengxian subconsciously clenched her hands, took the silver earring out of everyone's sight, and explained seriously:

"I think you may have misunderstood."

"I miss him not because of the personal relationship between his children, but because I feel that the world has lost an amazing and brilliant number one scholar, and I feel sorry for the world."

The other three people in the general camp did not speak, but their expressions revealed the rhetorical question:

Do you think we believe a few words you say?

Xiao Fengxian looked a little impatient and irritable, and hummed: "Brother Tang, you can't beat him, so don't go off topic!!!"

Feng Jiantang sighed, shook his head and said, "Little sister, your brother still wants to lose face. What's the point of arguing with a dead hero?"

"But to be honest, he was only level 50 before he passed away. Even if we make a bold assumption, assuming that he is still alive now, how many levels can he reach to by practicing until he dies?"

"There's no way I could beat your brother and me after reaching level 20 or 30. Your brother and I are also geniuses at levels up! He's not a cat or a dog, let alone some low-income guy!!!"

Xiao Fengxian was speechless by the rebuke. She felt increasingly uncomfortable and clenched her fists.

"Brother Tang, I am sure, I am 100% sure, if he is still alive, you just can't win!!"

"Okay, okay, everything my little sister said is right."

Although Feng Jiantang's temperament was as cold and arrogant as Feng Shatian's, at this moment, he showed a doting look and comforted the anxious little girl with a gentle voice.

He knew very well that even if Luo Fanchen was not dead, he still wouldn't be able to defeat him.

But there's no point arguing with a dead man, it's more important to coax the little girl.

Feng Shatian suddenly sighed: "I used to get annoyed when I saw Luo Fanchen, and I wanted to beat him every time I saw him. Now the more I look at Li Qing, the more I feel nauseated, and I miss that kid even more."

Feng Jiantang's eyes sharpened and he said in a concentrated voice:

"Third Uncle,"

"It doesn't matter, I will make a move!"

"You don't need to be too worried. If our ancestors rejected me before seeing me, they would have made a hasty decision and underestimated our own genius, making it difficult to convince the public."

"To deal with that kid, there is no need to play tricks. I will use my strength to defeat him openly and openly, proving myself and proving that my ancestors were wrong."

Xiao Fengxian now saw that Brother Tang was not happy with her, so she argued:

"What if the man named Li Qing wins?"

Feng Jiantang smiled and said: "Then I'll just accept it. What's the harm in calling me "Little Ancestor" respectfully?

"You have to drag Uncle San and Aunt Feng to shout together. After all, if he can defeat me, he is qualified."

The two extraordinary people, Feng Shatian and Feng Qinyin, felt numb on their scalps.

Okay, okay, you don’t have to worry about shouting yourself, you still want to drag us together, right?

The two of them were almost filial piety,

But then I thought about it, and it seemed that Li Qing had absolutely no chance of winning.

Level 5 versus level 8, the big advantage at level 30 is mine. It’s hard to lose even if I want to!

Feng Jiantang continued: "But Li Qing is just a weak soul king now, and he is not worthy of fighting me. If he wins, people will think that I bullied him."

"I will wait until he reaches the eighth level before fighting me. If he loses then, it will prove that the inheritance of our ancestors is nothing more than this, and I, the Feng family, don't learn from it."

"Give me time, I will surpass my ancestor and create a better secret method."

"boom!"

Feng Jiantang's momentum was like a soaring golden sword, and his mind was like a knife. There were vague signs of breaking through to the eighty-sixth level.

"laugh."

"I'm happy whoever loses."

Xiao Fengxian shook her head and laughed sadly. Not only was she not interested in this guy named Li Qing, she even sounded disgusting. After all, this Phoenix secret skill should have belonged to Luo Fanchen.

If the number one scholar is not dead, how will he be able to get the chance to be the cat and the dog?

Feng Shatian nodded with satisfaction and said: "Jiantang, I am very pleased that you have such soaring courage. The four major legions will compete in a month's time, in order to select the true extraordinary leader to fight against the upcoming blood demon sect." The rewards offered by each of the top ten sequences are top-notch secret treasures for improving your cultivation. You must seize this opportunity."

"Our Fengying camp is counting on you to compete with Feng Yi."

"Aunt Fengyi?"

Feng Jiantang shook his head: "Don't count on her. Although she has worked hard to become stronger, and I admire her will to practice hard, her talent and strength are still not quite there after all."

Everyone sighed when they heard the sound of Feng Sha Tian.

Because Fengyi is the second person selected in this internal command competition of Fengying,

The talent is not the best among the Feng clan,

But the level of effort definitely surpasses everyone in the Feng clan.

At that time, there were countless people of Feng's generation who were more talented than Feng Yi, but in the end, she relied on her perseverance and hard work like Saburo to surpass her bit by bit.

In the end, the last came first, and he reached the eighty-seventh level at the age of forty-nine, truly creating a miracle for a hard-working person. However, facing the real top talent, he really suffered a disadvantage in terms of combat power, which is pitiful.

Feng Shatian couldn't help but shake his head in regret when he thought of this sister who worked hard and had a fierce spirit.

Feng Qinyin asked: "Then let's ignore this kid for now?"

"It doesn't matter whether he lives or lives."

Feng Shatian was cold-blooded and ruthless. After finishing his words coolly, he walked out of the tent calmly.

But soon a voice came back:

"Don't really care. Try not to send him tasks. Just keep an eye on him and don't let him die."

"Forehead……"

The corner of Feng Qinyin's mouth twitched.

Feng Jiantang looked strange, but Xiao Fengxian looked down at the silver earrings again, muttering as if obsessing: "I don't understand how that little Keba is better than me."

"devil!!"

"Except for her breasts being fatter than me, her butt being fatter than me, and her skin being fairer than me, how on earth is she better than me!!!"

"Ayawn!"

Li Luo Fanchen Qing, who had just returned to the camp, couldn't help but sneeze.

"Who is whispering about me!"

"That old man Feng Shaqiang is not going to slap him. He wants to set up a dragon gate formation for us, so he can use his power to squeeze us out."

"Tap-tap-"

While thinking, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside the camp.

"plum……"

"Li Qing..."

"Can I... go in."

Lin Susu walked in step by step.

Under that ordinary face, there is a heart of inferiority and cowardice.

She looked at Li Qing bravely,

The eye sockets are red,

The red lips are squirming, I feel uneasy, I have something to say...