Ranch Story: Start Over

Lin stopped immediately when she heard the voice and followed it to listen. Feng Ling shouted again:

"Save me, Senior Sister. I am at your feet."

"what!"

Lin screamed and quickly jumped away from the pile of dirt.

"puff!"

The downward pressure from Lin after she jumped away dealt him another heavy blow. Feng Ling spat out a mouthful of dust from his mouth again. At this moment, he wanted to die.

Lin wasn't quite sure, but the weak voice just now was very similar to Feng Ling's voice last night. However, she was a magician and she definitely didn't have enough strength to dig up the pile of earth.

"Feng Ling, are you down there?"

"Yes, Senior Sister, please rescue me."

"Okay, wait for me."

Lin walked around the mound, but couldn't find a place to start.

"Feng Ling, I will use magic to attack you in a moment. This is the first time I encounter such a situation. Please bear with it."

Hearing Lin's somewhat guilty voice, Feng Ling had a bad feeling. What was she going to do?

"tornado!"

"******!"

Feng Ling almost cursed out loud, it really was an attack magic. He thought to himself that he had a stupid brain. Tornado was a level 2 basic magic, the simplest attack magic, and the second most powerful attack magic after thunder among wind, thunder, water, fire and earth. He had never thought of using this to open up new land.

As Lin gradually increased her magic power output, a small tornado continued to grow bigger and bigger. Finally, when Lin felt it was about right.

"go with!"

The magic input was released, and the huge tornado slowly moved towards Feng Ling, carrying all kinds of debris along the way.

The huge tornado carried a pile of broken pots and pans, dead trees and stones, and when it moved to the area where Feng Ling was, it obviously stopped.

Feng Ling felt the pressure on his body becoming less and less, and quickly prepared to get up.

"what!"

The violent tornado swept the severely weakened Feng Ling in, accompanied by Feng Ling's wailing.

Lin was standing outside, stunned.

Feng Ling's clothes were constantly torn into pieces in the strong wind, like large foreign objects in a blender, and stones and wood kept hitting Feng Ling's body and head.

Along with Feng Ling's screams, Lin was also in a state of panic.

Feng Ling could only use the magic power he had just recovered to protect the important parts of his body, and then he was dizzy by the high-speed rotating tornado.

Feng Ling didn't know how much time had passed. As the tornado carried more and more things, the continuously rotating tornado finally stopped. As its speed decreased, Feng Ling, who was at the center of the storm, finally fell down along with the other messy debris.

Lin ran over nervously holding her little skirt, and saw Feng Ling lying almost naked among the rags, his whole body covered with bruises.

"Senior sister, do you want to kill me?"

Lin glanced at Feng Ling embarrassedly.

Wow, I didn’t realize you have nice chest muscles. Seeing Lin still peeping at him, Feng Ling moved the debris that was pressing on him away and said unhappily.

"Senior Sister, have you seen enough?"

"Ah, no, no, I didn't peek."

After saying that, he didn't care anymore and looked at Feng Ling with confidence, which made Feng Ling feel embarrassed.

Looking at Feng Ling, whose body was covered with bruises, his eyes were like two panda eyes as if he had been beaten, the cloth strips on his buttocks were swinging, revealing two white patches. His clothes had long been torn into strips by the violent tornado. Even the uncle at the waste disposal center was cleaner and tidier than Feng Ling. The dusty Feng Ling's hair was as messy as a chicken coop.

“Puchi…hahahaha….hahahaha.”

Feng Ling looked at Lin, who was laughing so hard that she was holding her stomach and almost crying.

"Senior sister, do you still have a conscience? You're still laughing."

"Hahahaha, how would I know it would be like this? Who would have thought that you would be buried? Hahaha!"

"Me! I didn't want to either, but this ground-shattering magic will bury you! Hahahaha, deeper. I didn't mean to. Hahahaha..."

Seeing that Lin was laughing so hard that her image was almost gone and she was only focused on laughing at herself, Feng Ling really didn't know what to say.

After looking around, Feng Ling quickly broke off two huge leaves and wrapped his body with them, and was going to go to the well to take a bath.

Feng Ling was limping in front, looking very miserable.

Lin was laughing behind him, looking heartless.

"His!"

With a sound, Feng Ling's expression gradually froze. Lin hurriedly walked away from behind him, and then said embarrassedly:

"I really didn't mean it."

Feng Ling covered the only remaining strip of cloth on his pants, his face showing a pitiful expression. It is my blessing to meet you.

"Senior Sister, I hate you!"

After saying this, he ran away with a tragic look on his face. If he didn't run now, the last bit of privacy on his body would be stripped away by this woman.

Only Lin, who was behind him, burst into laughter again. She should not be able to laugh anymore, Feng Ling comforted himself.

Thinking about this cheap senior sister, she not only failed to save people but also made a mess of them. No, I must trick her tornado magic into coming to me no matter what.

The two of them returned to the door of the house one after the other. Grandpa was already lying on a recliner under the tree, fanning himself and saying:

"Hey, Feng'er, where did you go to exercise? You look so cool. Where's your heavy sword?"

Feng Ling threw out the heavy sword from the space pendant, then took off his tattered clothes and threw them aside:

"Grandpa, let me take a shower first. Senior sister, please get back to the car and don't get out."

"Tsk, who wants to watch you take a shower?"

To be on the safe side, Feng Ling hurriedly ran away, fetched several large basins of water, hid behind the house to wash his body, and changed his clothes before walking out of the house.

Grandpa had already placed the porridge on the stove. It was the breakfast that Grandpa made. Feng Ling drank two bowls in one breath, and then he said to Lin who was still vividly describing the scene to Feng Qingyang:

"Senior sister, that's enough. Look at you. You have ruined all my smiles this year."

"Hehehe, I'd love to."

"Look at me. You made me so miserable, and you don't even offer me some compensation?"

"You wish for it. Men have thick skin and flesh, so what's there to be afraid of? He will recover in two days."

Lin said disdainfully, and then asked:

"Feng Ling, tell me how you buried yourself. Share your misfortune with me and make Grandpa Feng and I happy."

"That won't work, unless!"

"Unless what?"

"Unless you teach me your Level 2 Magic Tornado, I won't tell you."

Feng Ling didn't care about the embarrassment at this moment and directly stated his purpose.

"That's not that difficult. The magic library in town has all the magic below level three. If you want to read it, just go and read it."

"Do you think I can still be so ostentatious today?"

When talking about this, Lin couldn't help but burst into laughter again:

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you. Tell me how you were buried later."

Lin taught Feng Ling the tornado magic very readily and did not use it to threaten him. Feng Ling did not have much magic power, so he could only use the last bit of it to conduct a simulation drill.

Ten minutes later, looking at the whirlwind spinning in his palm, Feng Ling nodded with satisfaction.

"Senior Sister, look, is this the case?"

Lin looked at Feng Ling with a look of astonishment. This guy was too amazing. He learned it just like that? It took me a year to learn it. Was I too stupid?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Lin shouted out those classic words.

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