My Majesty, I wish you a long life without bounds!

Zeng Shuiyun frowned and glanced at Feng Xiaolang and said, "What do you think?"

Feng Wlang sat up, tilted his head and said, "Since the mana cannot be upgraded to the tenth level, it is better for this disciple to practice.

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Zeng Shuiyun raised his head with one hand, and said with a smile on his face, "Do you think it's possible?" After saying that, he raised his hand and pulled Feng Xiaolang into his arms.

It was only at dawn that Zeng Shuiyun stopped all his movements. At first Zeng Shuiyun was indeed practicing kung fu with Feng Xiaolang. After Lang ate and wiped himself clean, Zeng Shuiyun, who was very satisfied, squinted his eyes slightly, and hugged Feng Xiaolang sideways, but just as he closed his eyes, he felt a monster approaching outside.

The demon's evil spirit was too heavy, and while slowly approaching the guest room where Feng Xiaolang and Zeng Shuiyun lived, it had a rotten and stench, obviously the visitor was not good.

Zeng Shuiyun gently retracted the back of the hand that was under Feng Xiaolang's head, cast a spell to clean up Feng Xiaolang's body, and helped Feng Xiaolang dress neatly by the way. After everything was in order, Zeng Shuiyun raised his hand and touched Feng Xiao Lang's black hair and the corner of his lips showed a trace of cruel trial killing, and then his figure faded away in an instant.

After Zeng Shuiyun left, Feng Xiaolang moved his body slightly. When he realized that there was no Zeng Shuiyun around him, his brows and eyes narrowed slightly. After cleaning up, Feng Xiaolang didn't feel uncomfortable or sleepy at this time. On the contrary, after realizing that Zeng Shuiyun was not in the guest room, Feng Xiaolang's nerves tensed up and his mind instantly cleared up.

Soon Feng Xiaolang noticed a demon approaching from outside the window, moved his body slightly, and realized that he was fully dressed at this time, Feng Xiaolang's brows and eyes moved slightly, and soon continued to lie on the bed to rest.

When Feng Xiaolang felt the approaching monsters disappear in an instant, he realized that a strange visitor had entered the guest room, but the mana of the visitor was only level seven, which was far lower than his. Feng Xiaolang was hesitating whether to continue pretending to be asleep Suddenly, he sensed the murderous aura emanating from the opponent's body, so Feng Yanglang chose to wake up without hesitation.

Feng Xiaolang slowly opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a man wearing a dark green robe, with black hair casually scattered behind his back, with a clear face and slanted eyebrows. Whether it's a man or a woman, the person who looks particularly gloomy and low-key stands not far from him.

Feng Xiaolang pretended to be stupefied for a moment, then sat up in surprise, looked straight at that person, and said in astonishment, "Who are you?" Then he called out tentatively, "Master?"

Feng Xunlang saw the other party startled, and then the corners of his lips curled up sinisterly, and laughed in his heart. At this time, Feng Xiaolang felt that he was a genius in acting, and he had fooled the other party so easily.

The visitor walked towards Feng Xiaolang slowly, with a gleam of disgust and jealousy in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are not worthy of following the Lord." In his eyes at this time, Feng Xiaolang's mana is far away He was far lower than him, so he dared to walk up to Feng fflang blatantly and say these words arrogantly.

Feng Wlang was taken aback, and frowned tightly, "Aren't you the master?" At this time, Feng Xiaolang looked extremely thin and timid, like a frightened little hamster, pitiful and pitiful.

The visitor raised his hand to grab Feng Xiaolang's front collar, leaned in front of Feng Xiaolang, and said with a sneer, "Do you know who I am?"

Feng Xiaolang raised his hand to push away the opponent's hand, moved back a few times, pulled the quilt to block in front of him, looked at the opponent in horror, and said in a trembling voice, "I don't know." In fact, at this time Feng Xiaolang I guessed in my heart that the person who came should be the subordinate who once betrayed Zeng Shuiyun, Li Li, because only Li Li would want to monopolize Zeng Shuiyun's side, and would say that he is unworthy.

The visitor clapped his hands, looked at Feng Xiaolang coldly, and said word for word, "I'm Li Li."

Feng Xiaolang smiled coldly in his heart, and continued to pretend to be scared and said, "I don't know anyone named Mo Li." Mo Li's expression changed slightly, but he still looked at Feng Xiaolang coldly, his voice was more serious than before. It was a little colder, and said, "It's okay if you don't know each other, do you know that you have my blood in your body?"

Feng Xiaolang was taken aback for a moment, but soon remembered what Zeng Shuiyun had said to him when he was injured, that he did have Li Li's blood in his body, but at this moment there was no Li Li's blood in his body at all. If Zeng Shuiyun hadn't told him a long time ago, he would have been really shocked at this time.

Feng Xiaolang shook his head and said, "You are not my previous life, how could there be your blood in my body?" Actually, Feng Xiaolang has always been curious about this point, why does Li Li's blood exist in his body? Behind his background, what kind of existence is Li Li?

Mo Li ignored Feng Xiaolang's words, and said to himself, "If you didn't have my blood in your body, how could you break the blood curse on the lord, and how could the lord keep you by his side."

In the end, Li Li's voice gradually became quieter, and then he looked at Feng Xiaolang sideways, and said arrogantly, "You are just my substitute, if it weren't for my blood in your body, the Lord would have and discarded you."

Feng Xiaolang frowned. If he hadn't known the truth a long time ago, he would have been blown away when he heard Li Li's words today, and he would have felt sad at the same time. After all, even if Zeng Shuiyun was real Love him, but with the word substitute, it will also become an eternal thorn between them.

Feng Lang shook his head and said weakly, "I don't have your blood in my body at all..."

Mo Li wanted to jump onto the bed and pull Feng Xiaolang over, but suddenly a whistle sounded from outside, Mo Li frowned, then looked at Feng Xiaolang in disgust and said, "Today I will spare your life for the time being, and I will definitely do it in the future." Kill you."

But as soon as Mo Li turned around, Feng Xiaolang immediately lifted the quilt, gathered mana in the palm of his hand, and slapped Mo Li on the shoulder fiercely.

First, Mo Li's mana was lower than Feng Xiaolang's, and Mo Li was too confident in this matter, so when Feng Xiaolang made a move, Mo Li was not prepared and took Feng Xiaolang's palm abruptly.

After Feng Yilang slapped Mo Li with a palm, he turned around and stood straight beside Mo Li. Feng Xiaolang's black hair was floating on his shoulders, and he stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Mo Li who was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. , the corners of his lips raised, and he said with a light smile, "Excuse me?"

Li Li lay on the ground, coughed with difficulty, and looked at Feng Xiaolang with a slight breath. At this time, Feng Xiaolang could not see a trace of fear and panic, standing with his hands behind his back, with a confident and domineering expression on his face , the momentum is exactly the same as that of Zeng Shuiyun.

Lie on the ground on his back, Li Li said in rough clothes, "You were just pretending?"

Feng Xiaolang looked down at Mo Li who was in a panic on the ground, and said with a light smile, "It's not a disguise, it's just acting with you〇"

Mo Li frowned and looked at Feng fflang, Feng Xiaolang bent down and said with a smile, "You think I will believe what you said? Master told me what happened between you a long time ago, what you said just now, But it's all your own wishful thinking." But at this time Feng Xiaolang didn't tell Li Li directly that he no longer has his blood in his body, Feng Xiaolang wanted to see how Mo Li and the people behind Mo Li would compete. What do you want to do.

Mo Li squinted his eyes, raised his hand abruptly, thinking that Feng Xiaolang had thrown a handful of white powder, Feng Xiaolang dodged to the side to avoid the powder thrown by Mo Li, but at this time Mo Li He had already disappeared and escaped from the guest room.

Feng Xiaolang frowned and looked at the white powder on the ground, raised his eyebrows and eyes, he lied to Mo Li once, Mo Li lied to him once, Feng fflang sighed a long time, and muttered softly, "It seems It's still too little battle experience, otherwise how could he let him escape...

While Feng Xiaolang was sighing, Zeng Shuiyun's figure had gradually appeared behind Feng Xiaolang. When Zeng Shuiyun saw Feng Xiaolang sighing, he hugged Feng Xiaolang into his arms from behind Feng Xiaolang, and kissed Feng Xiaolang. Xiao Lang's face said, "How did Tu'er wake up, and stand here alone sighing?"

Feng Xiaolang looked back at Zeng Shuiyun, and said with a smile, "Didn't Master meet any acquaintances when he came back just now?"

Zeng Shuiyun raised his eyebrows. When he came back, he did notice that there was a monster nearby, but the opponent didn't have any obvious murderous aura, and his mana was only at level seven, so he just ignored it and said, "What's wrong?"

Feng Fenglang turned around from Zeng Shuiyun's arms, looked at Zeng Shuiyun and said, "For the love debt owed by the master, that person came to look for the apprentice."

Zeng Shuiyun said in a daze, "Love debt?"