Ding Ling slept until the sky became darker.

When he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one around him, and even the plate of chicken he had placed on the cabinet before going to bed was gone.

"I'll go... I really don't take me seriously!" He touched his still empty stomach, and then sat up all over.

Well, that's right, the strength has finally recovered.

He looked up and saw that the light was still above his head, but the monitor was gone. Then he looked out the door and saw a soft light vaguely coming from the night in the distance, which was the direction of the city.

"What's this for? Is there anyone in the city who sets up an bonfire party?" He stood up, stretched and walked out of the room.

He looked at the city at the foot of the mountain, and then his mouth was immediately opened so that he could put down a duck egg.

In the city, the bright street lights were like stars in the sky, illuminating the main roads of the entire small town extremely brightly. Countless residents who did not know whether they had dinner or had never had dinner were sitting around the street lights singing and dancing, and laughter kept drifting with the night wind.

"Damn! Did Master and the others build a power station here?" Ding Ling quickly walked a few steps and looked towards the wooden house.

I saw that the wooden house was also brightly lit. Under the light, there were shadows and endless joy.

After watching for a long time, he saw that the small playground was filled with several tables. In the empty place, two thin figures were gathering back and forth, and it was obvious that they were competing.

He closed his mouth, then he immediately appeared on the side of the playground with his thoughts.

I saw that it was Feng Yang and his apprentice Zhou Bing who were competing, while the others were watching.

Ding Ling saw Feng Wanxue, Mingyue, Xuanwu, and the girl next to Xuanwu seemed to be introducing this afternoon that it was Xuanwu's wife?

In the field, Zhou Bing and Feng Yang were fighting back and forth, and they were having a lot of fun.

"Okay, stop, you two have similar realms, so there is no meaning to continue to compete like this. But..." At this time, Xuan Wu stood up and stopped the two of them. He glanced at Feng Wanxue and paused and said, "But Feng Yang, if you two fight with all your strength, you can't beat Zhou Bing."

Feng Yang immediately became dissatisfied: "Uncle Xuan Wu, give me a reason!"

"The reason is that from the moment Zhou Bing set out on his cultivation, he had received training from assassins and killers." Feng Wanxue had already seen Ding Ling outside the crowd at this time. She smiled and said in a deep voice: "And you are just simply improving your realm and spiritual skills, combat skills, sword control... In actual combat, if you are approached by Zhou Bing, then you basically have no chance."

When Feng Yang heard his sister say this, he accepted it unwillingly.

Zhou Bing smiled silly on the side.

Seeing this, Ding Ling flashed into the crowd.

After greeting everyone, he looked up at Feng Yang with admiration and smiled and said, "Although your sister is right, any fighting style has its advantages and characteristics. Killer Assassin has the advantage of Killer Assassin, that is, it is very powerful when fighting one-on-one and assassinate, and people who are in the same realm or even beyond their own realm can fight."

"But, if you face many skilled enemies, your fighting style will be much more efficient. What kind of blood is your bloodline?"

Feng Yang finally smiled when he heard Ding Ling speak for him, and said, "I am the blood of the dragon."

"Oh? Dragon? Not bad... You and your sister are one dragon and one phoenix."

Feng Wanxue shook his head and smiled, "Ding Ling, don't praise him, he is just a dragon, not a green dragon."

Ding Ling smiled and said, "Do you really have to talk about Qinglong? Then isn't it only Gu Junxian who is a dragon and phoenix match with you?"

Speaking of Gu Junxian, Ding Ling suddenly became slightly stunned. In theory, the boy's hatred towards him could almost be said to be... irreconcilable! Well, not almost, it is indeed irreconcilable!

Because his father was forced to death by himself, he even went into Lingbaotian to kill an elder of the Gu family's ancestral hall! In addition, he also calculated the Lingbaotian's Heaven Creation Art... Although the Lingbaotian's Heaven Creation Art was corrected the next day. But if he really wanted to attack Lingbaotian, it would not be too difficult to calculate it again.

Why didn't this kid make any noise? This is unscientific! It's completely in line with Gu Junxian's usual style!

Of course, Ding Ling didn't know that the Bai family is now trying their best to attack the Gu family in the economic field, and for half a month, the Feng family, which has been neutral, has been subtly eroding the Gu family's industry... The Gu family can be said to be in turmoil now, and it feels like everyone is pushing it.

Gu Junxian just flashed through Ding Ling's mind. For the current head of the Gu family, the former Qinglong bloodline, the first one to break through the extraordinary middle level... "genius"... Ding Ling had never been afraid of him before, and now he is already a holy level, so Gu Junxian is even less in his eyes.

When he heard Ding Ling say that the dragon and phoenix match, Feng Wanxue's pretty face turned slightly red and she glared at Ding Ling fiercely.

Ding Ling immediately knew that he was wrong... He smiled and continued to say to Feng Yang: "Look, Zhou Bing is the bloodline of the night wolf. In terms of bloodline, he is a natural assassin type, and you are the bloodline of the dragon... So what is the bloodline talent?"

Feng Wanxue said: "After the extraordinary, the dragon shape, and after the holy realm, the dragon transformation, basically all of them enhance their momentum."

Ding Ling said: "Look, it's so tidy! Come on, after you become extraordinary, I will let you join the coalition forces and become a general!"

Feng Yang's eyes lit up: "Uncle Ding Ling! Really?"

Uncle Ding Ling? When this title came out, everyone was cold! The field was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Ding Ling even twitched...

Damn... Feng Wanxue's younger brother called him uncle? How did he get his generation?

Seeing Ding Ling's expression strange, Zhou Bing immediately touched Feng Yang: "You should call me brother!"

Feng Yang was stunned: "Aren't you the same generation as us? You call him Master... I should call him Uncle."

At this moment, the people present finally couldn't help laughing, and even Feng Wanxue couldn't help laughing.

Xuan Wu laughed forward, slapped Feng Yang in the head, and scolded: "What uncle? You can call me uncle, but you must call the boss brother!"

Feng Yang turned around and looked at his sister. He saw that his sister was looking at Ding Ling with a crooked look on her face.

He was not a stupid child at first, but because Ding Ling had been mythical in his mind, and he had a very good relationship with Zhou Bing, he screamed casually. But now looking at his sister's eyes, he suddenly realized...
Chapter completed!