The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

Chapter 2173

Ling Feng is not only the leader of Shao sect, but also an inner sect disciple. Any identity can have the right to include an outer sect disciple. Of course, don't forget to tell the old man.

"Yes!"

Uncle Li couldn't help but shed an old tear from the corner of his eye. He looked at his son with some guilt.

Li Hu didn't care much. He said loudly with a happy face, "thank you, young sect leader."

"By the way, martial Uncle Li, what happened to the martial arts school recently? Why are so many people kicking the school?" Ling Feng suddenly remembered those unlucky foreigners and asked curiously.

"Just a bunch of clowns. They want to buy the land of our martial arts school at a good price. It can be said that this is our sect's industry. Don't say that the land lease is not with me. Even if it is with me, I won't give this foundation to them."

A trace of disdain flashed in Uncle Li's eyes.

"Oh? Is there any trouble?"

Ling Feng immediately lost interest and a group of ordinary people tried to seize the land. The ownership of the land is not in Uncle Li's hands.

"No, these people challenge every day, but they have increased the actual combat experience of our martial arts disciples. They are all ordinary people, and kicking is just a joke. Today is even more unlucky. As soon as they were ready to challenge, the leader of Yuanyang sect came to the door. He thought these people were too noisy, so he taught them a lesson." martial Uncle Li said that Yuanyang sect did it, There was also a smile on his face.

"Father, their strength has become stronger and stronger. Today, if it weren't for the people of Yuanyang sect, our martial arts school can't benefit except you." Li Hu suddenly interrupted.

Martial Uncle Li nodded: "yes, several of these people's strength today are still good. They are martial arts. One person has reached the level of dark strength. In this way, it seems that they still have some background?"

Uncle Li's face showed a puzzled look.

"Father, you pay little attention to external affairs and take care of the martial arts school wholeheartedly. I know some of them are the leaders of other foreign martial arts schools in the capital." Li Hu also found some clues at this time.

Ling Feng was not interested in participating in this matter and stood up: "Uncle Li, this matter is up to you. I'll leave you a phone number and call me if you have anything. I'll stay in the capital for a while and prepare to participate in the rookie League."

"Rookie league match! Is our sect finally going to participate in the rookie league match again? Good! I wish the young sect leader success soon!" martial Uncle Li was so excited that tears filled his eyes. A symbol of the long-term prosperity of the hermit sect is that every new league match can achieve good results. But they have lived in the door for a long time and no one has attended.

"Well, find me a new phone and phone number. My mobile phone may have been monitored. I've caused some trouble recently. The people of crane organization are following me. You should also be careful."

Ling Feng has a headache when he thinks of the crane organization.

"Be careful, young sect leader. There is a common agreement among the three sects and seven sects of a sect. The fighting of ancient martial arts is not allowed to reach ordinary people. As for me and hu'er, we are already members of the sect, and we don't care about life and death. Moreover, I am an external disciple of an open stronghold. Killing me is equivalent to challenging our sect. The crane organization won't be so unwise." There was a strong murderous spirit in Uncle Li's words. Unfortunately, his strength was limited and his tone was somewhat helpless.

At this time, Ling Feng had some understanding in his heart: no wonder the old man asked himself to come to the capital. In the capital, the other party really had a lot of scruples. At least there would not be such a blatant attack in Jiangnan City.

Li Hu was much more Winky than his father. While they were chatting, he went out and soon brought a brand-new mobile phone: "young sect leader, do you think this mobile phone is OK? A certain phone charge has been prepaid and can be used now."

"I'll call the old man."

With that, Ling Feng picked up his mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

"Hey, who?"

The old man sounded lazy in his familiar voice.

"Old man, in widow Liu's quilt?"

Ling Feng could vaguely hear other voices around the old man.

A rustling sound came from the opposite side. Soon the old man's voice came again: "you smelly boy, your skin is itching again, isn't it? How can you talk to the master without hitting you in the room for three days?"

"Hey, master, Youdao is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door..." Ling Feng had a sly smile on his face.

"Who's guilty... What's the matter with you calling me? Is there another trouble? I won't wipe your ass. I just had a fight with that dead yin-yang man, and I'm still sore back!" the old man immediately used the topic to change * *.

"That old man, I dropped the trunk of Yuanyang shaozong..." Ling Feng was silent and said with a guilty heart.

"Kill it... What? Who did you kill?" the old man at the other end of the phone first said carelessly, then pulled out his ear and asked again.

"Little Lord Yuanyang......" Ling Feng could only say it again.

"You smelly boy, now, immediately, get back to me! You're really getting bolder and bolder. No, you can't hide yourself. I'll pick you up. I'm an old bone. I just wanted to relax for two days..." the old man at the other end of the phone was in a hurry and heard the Ping Leng Bang clang.

"Don't worry, don't worry, old man. Things aren't that bad."

Ling Feng was moved. Although the old man didn't pay much attention, he was very good to him and his younger martial sister. He was raised as a son and daughter.

"You know a fart, that old guy Yuanyang Haoshi is such a precious pimple. He is the best protector. However, he knows that you killed his son and don't cut you thousands of times. You are my master!" the old man said angrily.

"Master, don't worry..."

"Wait, you call me Shifu? Are you still in trouble? Let's say it together!"

"Old man..."

"Suddenly... It's normal this time."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "it's like this..."

Now Ling Feng tells the old man exactly what happened when he met Yuanyang MuQing. Of course, he can't help what happened after seeing Yuanyang Haoshi.

"It's not bad. It's really my style in those years. It seems that you should be able to deal with it for the time being, so I won't go over it for the time being. You can do it yourself. Don't call me if you have nothing. I'm very busy!"

The old man hung up the phone with a slap. He didn't mean to be polite at all.

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