Full-time King

Chapter 2357: Sense of Oppression

Ling Feng looked at her and smiled faintly. When it comes to being harsh with words, she couldn't beat himself.

Mingming's mother pulled Mingming aside and said, "Don't make friends with people like this, got it?"

Mingming looked at his mother and didn't know what to say. He didn't know how to make friends, and his mother interfered. He felt that he had no freedom at all. He shook her hand off and said angrily, "Mom, I just want to make friends with Xiao Linlin. If you don't let me make friends with her, I will ignore you in the future."

When Mingming's mother heard Mingming say this, she slapped Mingming and said, "Don't you even listen to your mother?"

Mingming covered her face and cried, "You are not my mother. My mother died a long time ago."

"Pa..." A slap hit Mingming's face hard.

Ling Feng looked at Mingming. Is this woman really Mingming's mother? She is so cruel to a child.

"Mingming, what did you say? I am your mother, do you know that?" Mingming's mother roared.

Ling Feng was not interested in these things, but Mingming's mother was too cruel. She was so cruel to her own son. Every family has its own problems, and he could not care less.

After beating Mingming, Mingming’s mother dragged Mingming into the car.

Ling Feng felt that this woman was really a shrew. She might even be a noble lady, and her husband and she must not get along well.

At the beginning of the parent-child sports meeting, Ling Feng and his friends changed into parent-child outfits, which were specially prepared by Qin Xiaoshuang for today. She studied fashion design, so she designed the clothes and asked someone to make them for her. The appearance of their family of three was very special. A combination of young parents, handsome men and beautiful women, and their daughter was so cute.

Mingming's eyes were as red as a rabbit's because he had been crying.

Mingming's mother was very dissatisfied with Lingfeng because of the conflict she had just had with him.

Xiao Linlin went to play with Mingming, but because Mingming's father was there, she didn't say anything. She just felt that it would affect her son if he played with such a poor girl.

Mingming's father looked kind, but in Lingfeng's opinion, one can't tell what kind of person he is by looking at his face. Lingfeng felt that there was some discord between the couple. From the moment they met, Mingming's father only talked to Mingming and ignored Mingming's mother.

Mingming's mother looked at Mingming's father and wanted to say something, but stopped herself.

At the beginning of the parent-child competition, the first event was the sprint, and the selected contestants were already ready.

The two little boys ran up to Xiao Linlin and asked, "Xiao Linlin, we are going to compete. Will you cheer for us?"

Xiao Linlin looked at the two of them with an impatient expression and curled her lips: "I don't want to cheer for you two. Mingming will also participate later. I want to cheer for Mingming."

Ling Feng looked at the lost looks of the two little ones. His daughter was really loyal and kept saying that she wanted to cheer Mingming up.

For the parent-child garden activity, once the morning activities are over, it is lunch time.

Ling Feng hadn't eaten anything in the morning, so his stomach had been rumbling for a long time. He was looking forward to what Qin Xiaoshuang would make.

They found a place with shade to sit down, which was just like having a picnic, thanks to little Linlin.

Qin Xiaoshuang took out what he had prepared, including sushi and other dishes, which looked delicious. Xiaoshuang's cooking skills had become better and better after this period of practice.

Ling Feng smelled an unknown smell, and he asked Qin Xiaoshuang: "You don't smell a strange smell?"

Qin Xiaoshuang shook her head and said, "We didn't smell it."

Little Linlin pinched her nose and said, "Dad, I smell a stinky smell. It's so bad."

Ling Feng smelled it; it was the smell of a rotting corpse.

Hong Luo and Ouyang Ye had already arrived at the kindergarten because they felt that there was a ghost appearing in broad daylight.

When Ling Feng saw the two of them, he called them over and asked what was going on.

Hong Luo looked at the things Qin Xiaoshuang had prepared. She had started preparing these things early in the morning.

"Hong Luo, what are you doing here?" Qin Xiaoshuang asked puzzledly.

Ouyang Ye did not tell Qin Xiaoshuang his purpose, and said to Qin Xiaoshuang: "We felt bored in the martial arts hall, so we came here to play with you."

"I see. If you had told me earlier, I would have prepared more food."

Hong Luo smiled and said, "It's okay, we just want to come here to have some fun."

Ling Feng pulled Ouyang Ye out of the shade of the tree and said to Qin Xiaoshuang, "Brother Ouyang and I have something to discuss. Let's go over there and chat. Hong Luo, you can chat with Xiaoshuang."

Qin Xiaoshuang thought that the two men were too weird, so she gave up and didn't want to get involved in what happened between them.

After Ling Feng and Ouyang Ye left Qin Xiaoshuang and the others not far away, they asked directly, "Why did you come here? Did a demon appear? I just smelled a rotten smell."

"Yes, it's a demon that escaped from the underworld. This demon is incorporeal. I was worried that it might harm people, so I rushed here."

Ling Feng heard about the virtual body. He could only deal with the real one, and he was powerless against the virtual body.

Ouyang Ye felt the breath of corpse.

"Ling Feng, I can sense the breath of a demon. Come with me later."

Ling Feng said nothing and left with Ouyang Ye.

Inside the teaching building, Ling Feng felt a chilly wind and didn't feel angry at all.

Ouyang Ye’s entire body returned to the way it was in the underworld.

Ling Feng looked at him. Even though he had seen him like this a long time ago, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

"Brother Ouyang, can you be a little more normal? You are really frightening me to death."

Ouyang Ye heard Ling Feng's complaints, and he had no choice. This was his true face, and he still tried hard to hide it. It's just that gravekeepers have always been different from ordinary humans. Although they are also humans, there are still certain differences between them and humans, and this cannot be changed.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I'll try not to do that in the future."

After Ouyang Ye finished speaking, he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the demon.

"Ling Feng, be careful, the demon is nearby."

Ling Feng's magic mirror had already shown the exact location. He pulled Ouyang Ye and said, "I know where the demon is."

Ouyang Ye was confused. He was not sure yet, but he still followed Ling Feng.

There was a pool of blood in the kindergarten's library, and it was obvious that someone here had just been eaten.

Ouyang Ye sensed the exact location of the demon, and he suddenly pushed Ling Feng away, causing Ling Feng to hit the wall.

Ling Feng was very unhappy with how he pushed him, but he still had to thank Ouyang Ye for pushing him, otherwise he would have become the food of the monster behind him. He looked carefully and saw that the monster opened its bloody mouth, with only a pink tongue and no teeth, but it could swallow a person.

"Thanks, brother." Ling Feng stood up and said to Ouyang Ye.

Ouyang Ye did not answer Ling Feng, but confronted the demon head-on.

Ling Feng saw purple fighting spirit emanating from Ouyang Ye. He wondered what the difference was between this purple fighting spirit and the purple fighting spirit of ancient martial artists.

Ling Feng also picked up his sword and prepared to fight.

The monster discovered Ling Feng and Ouyang Ye and pounced directly on them.

Ling Feng and Ouyang Ye dodged the monster's attack directly. From a high place, Ling Feng saw the complete form of the monster.

This monster is huge and its entire body is pitch black, but the black is also transparent and can easily pass through objects.

Ouyang Ye looked at the monster and directly stabbed it with his peach wood sword, but it had no effect at all.

Ling Feng rode on the little silver fox and watched the battle in the air. He found that the monster had a strong healing ability, and the monster's body was virtual, not real, and ordinary attacks had no effect on it. This reminded him of the sickle in his master's hand. After all, only the god of death would hold a sickle to effectively fight against the undead.

Seeing that the peach wood sword had no effect on it, Ouyang Ye directly took out his trump card. It was the sickle of the god of death. The gravekeeper could actually be called the god of death.

Ling Feng was sweating just now. He had the trump card, but he didn't take it out earlier. Does this mean that the trump card will only appear at the very end?

Ouyang Ye took the Grim Reaper's sickle, concentrated all his fighting spirit on the sickle, and then slashed the monster fiercely. The speed and power were even more powerful than the old man's ghost sickle. Ouyang Ye was not bad, worthy of being a gravekeeper who specialized in dealing with demons. The monster that was slashed by the sickle had no way to heal.

Ling Feng saw Ouyang Ye take out the talisman, stick it on the monster's body, and then chant a spell to send the monster back to the underworld.

Ling Feng saw this series of actions clearly. Ouyang Ye's ability was definitely not inferior to his own. If he and Ouyang Ye were to become enemies, he might be the one who got hurt in the end. He had to admire the ability of the gravekeeper.

After a while, the entire monster disappeared in the library, and the library became messy because of the fight between Ouyang Ye and the monster just now.

Ling Feng felt that the foul smell was still there.

Ouyang Ye also felt that there was a more powerful evil spirit approaching. This aura was completely different from the aura of the monster just now.

Ling Feng also felt a strong sense of oppression. He felt that it was not an ordinary ghost. He had encountered many ghosts during this period and gradually gained some understanding of these auras.

"Brother, is there something approaching?"

Ouyang Ye nodded when he heard Ling Feng's question: "Well, it's different from the previous monster. The evil spirit of this evil spirit is a bit strong. I'm not sure if I can deal with it myself."

When Ling Feng heard this, he thought that if he couldn't deal with Ouyang Ye, then wouldn't it be dangerous?