The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

   Chapter 2236 Tenglong Wuguan

   Li Han, who had been spotted at the sleeping point, was still asleep. Ling Feng lay on the bed and began his routine practice.

  The effect of training is much faster than simply sleeping to restore energy and energy. After an hour, Ling Feng has eliminated the fatigue of the day.

  The train honked a long whistle and drove into the station in the capital. Ling Feng put the luggage into the storage bag, glanced at Li Han who was still sleeping, laughed, and strode towards the outside of the station.

  Not long after, the conductor found that Li Han was still asleep, and had to wake him up. Fortunately, the effect of the sleeping acupoint had disappeared, otherwise the conductor would really not wake him up. Unfortunately, this is the terminal station, otherwise Li Hantie would have sat there.

   Li Han rubbed his eyes with sleepy eyes, and suddenly woke up, "Where is the person on the other side?"

   "I got off the car."

  The conductor finished speaking, shook his head and looked at the cans all over the floor.

   "It's really a drinking mistake, how come I slept so badly." Li Han beat the bed annoyedly.

   Then he hurriedly got up, packed his luggage, and was about to run outside, when he suddenly saw a sharp gap on the opposite bed.

  This gap aroused Li Han's vigilance. With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance that the gap was brand new.

   "Comrade, did anything weird happen last night? For example, what happened in the middle of the night?"

The conductor looked so bad that he glanced at Li Han, and said angrily: "No, I arrived in the capital safely. You, the policeman, still hope that something like this happens?"

  Li Han was still wearing a uniform at this time, and shook his head sternly.

  Li Han hurriedly pulled his luggage and walked outside. People coming and going from outside the train station, where can I find traces of Ling Feng.

  "Forget it, this time the mission failed. Go to the city bureau first to see if you can find the other party through the ID information."

  In the capital, all hotel accommodations need to scan ID cards so that people can know their whereabouts invisibly. Li Han also made this idea.

  Ling Feng was sitting in the taxi at this time, eagerly driving towards the martial arts stronghold in the capital.

  "Sir, the martial arts hall you are talking about, most people really don’t know the place. I didn’t say that there is no place I don’t know about in Beijing. Look at the old Bada Hutongs and the Beijing Suburb Embassy..."

I’ve heard that the brother in Beijing is very eloquent. Ling Feng got in a taxi and started to talk about everything about Beijing, from geography to humanities, to national policies, and finally Speaking of celebrity gossip, the whole is a know-how, and there is nothing he doesn't know about putting the Buddha.

  Ling Feng just had a word with him without a sentence, which actually promoted his conversation. After all, there are few such loyal listeners.

   "By the way, sir, depending on your age, didn't you come from a field to help punch?" The brother said intently, and suddenly asked such a question.

  "Help punch, what help punch?"

  Ling Feng asked casually, not thinking about it at all.

"It's the Tenglong martial arts gym where you went. I don't know who has offended the martial arts club recently. Some people come to kick the gym every day, but they are all foreigners. What kind of taekwondo in the country of sticks, judo in the country of the sun, and Muay Thai in the country of Yin and Yang. The people at the Tenglong Wuguan were suffering. They repelled one wave after another. Many disciples were injured. Many young people went to the Tenglong Wuguan to sign up instead, sir, that group. The foreigners are too cruel. If you help with the punch, be careful."

  'S brother quickly told Ling Feng what he had heard from him, and finally he did not forget to exhort him.

   "Oh? I just went to my relatives, not to help."

  Ling Feng smiled disapprovingly and challenged Tenglong Wuguan? This is simply a joke. After all, this is also the stronghold of the ancient martial artist's hermit sect. How can ordinary people in the world be able to challenge it?

  The taxi drove for about half an hour, and then it came to the door of Tenglong Wuguan.

  There were two or three black cars parked in front of the door, and there were more than a dozen other luxury cars. The originally spacious parking lot seemed a little crowded.

  'S brother saw that things were not right, and after collecting the fare, he disappeared in a hurry.

  In the martial arts hall, there is a faint voice of people.

  The door was hidden. Ling Feng didn't knock on the door, so he pushed in.

  The scene in the field made him slightly stunned.

  I saw about seventy or eighty people standing upside down on the wide martial arts field. These clothes were not native to the country. They lay on the ground and wailed, but there was no blood on the ground.

  Ling Feng could tell at a glance that these people suffered internal injuries and needed at least a year and a half of recuperation.

  In the center of the hall of the martial arts training ground, sitting an old man with a yin-faced face, standing beside him in short clothes, there were about five or six people standing. Beside him, there were about 30 disciples in martial arts costumes, and the leader was an old man who was fifty years away, talking to the old man in a low voice with anger.

  As soon as Ling Feng walked in, everyone's gaze fell on him.

  "Ling Feng is the one here?"

  The old man with Yinjiu's face asked loudly, looking at him with an unkind expression.

  Ling Feng’s heart was wary. He felt a powerful threat in these people. Upon closer inspection, the old man’s face was 70% similar to Yuan Yang Muqing, and he knew it in his heart.

   "Yes, it's a junior!"

  Ling Feng reported his fist and said loudly, his expressions were extremely calm, without the slightest fear.

"Well, it turns out that the hero was born as a teenager. Xiaole, clear the scene, throw out the messy people, we don't need to let others hear." The old man with a dark face fixedly looked at Ling Feng for a while, and gave a dry laugh. He gave a light command to a person around him.

  A lean disciple beside him immediately bowed to take his orders, and walked to the injured people who fell on the ground with a smile.

  One hand, these messy people from other countries were thrown out of the courtyard wall like clouds and fog. The courtyard wall is more than three meters high. It can be seen that this thin disciple has considerable strength.

  Ling Feng’s face remained unchanged, and he could do the same thing. But when the sound of those people landing, Ling Feng's face finally became a little serious.

  The sound of their landing is almost inaudible, which shows that this disciple named Xiaole has reached the realm of control over the fighting spirit. In other words, the same strength and the realm of subtlety can exert better power.

  Xiao Le moved very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he threw these people clean, and then walked towards the disciples in the martial arts gym. Obviously, in his opinion, the messy people also include these martial arts disciples.

   "Wait, seniors, these are all disciples of the martial arts gym. Just let them retreat. They are a shame, and after all, they can be regarded as our sect, and it is not appropriate to hurt the harmony of our two families."

  Ling Feng's face sank, he was about to slap his face, and he immediately spoke to stop it.

  "You are qualified to say this to me...Old man Yuanyang Haoshi, you should know why I am looking for you, and I will give you this face, otherwise..."

  Xiao Le's body burst out all the fighting energy, condensing the peak of the Dan realm.

  The powerful momentum rushed towards Ling Feng.

   "Well, you are free."

  Ling Feng lowered his eyelids, unable to see the joy or anger.

"Um?"

  According to the choices of ordinary people, they would rather be beaten to death. At this time, they would not choose to give in. However, Ling Feng chose to withdraw.

   "Hehe, interesting, Xiao Le will come back." Yuan Yang Haoshi suddenly smiled and waved his hand to Xiao Le.

  The old man at the head of the martial arts hall immediately waved to the disciples in the martial arts hall, and these disciples immediately acted as beasts and birds scattered. They all saw the horror of these people just now, they just walked out of one person at random, and defeated the kickers who had disturbed the martial arts in the past few days.

  Although they wanted to stay and watch, their master had already issued an order for them to leave. This matter is obviously not something they can participate in.

  Only a young man stood there without moving, and the old man glared at him before he left unwillingly.

  After everyone left, the old man walked up to Ling Feng's body and saluted with a sharp glance: "I have seen the young master."

"You are Uncle Li, the master told me about you. Wait a minute to send them, and I will talk to you in detail." Ling Feng heard his master said that Uncle Li is a staid to the extreme, and today he salutes It can be seen.

  The old man surnamed Li nodded and stood behind Ling Feng.

  He is an outer disciple, and he is qualified to stand beside Ling Feng.

   Yuan Yang Haoshi also knew the reason, and smiled gloomily: "Junior, it seems that you should give me an explanation, right?"

  Ling Feng asked, "Is the senior planning to bully the younger? We don't have many disciples, but I and Junior Sister, Junior Sister you can't find it. Kill me, you don't want peace."

  Ling Feng’s attitude was unexpectedly tough, which made Yuan Yang Haoshi quite a headache, not to mention that his purpose of this trip was not to kill Ling Feng, even if it was, he should also consider Ling Feng’s master. If Ling Feng's master knew that he had died in the hands of Yuan Yangzong, then Yuan Yangzong would not think of peace.

  Youdao is a barefoot who is not afraid to wear shoes. A crazy ancient warrior, even the martial art is quite a headache. After all, Yuan Yangzong's low-powered disciples are no longer in the minority.

   "Ahem, my little friend, you laughed. How can old guys like us intervene in matters between your juniors. My only purpose today is to hear that my ineffective son is in your hands?"

  Yuan Yang Haoshi gave a dry cough, concealing his embarrassment.

   "Who did you hear?"

   Ling Feng asked back, the disdain in his eyes was very obvious.

   "My son's friend Cen Feng sent Xiao Sheng! He never lied, right?" Yuan Yang Haoshi's eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

  Ling Feng can be sure that when Yuan Yang Muqing was killed, no one saw it. After all, Xiao Sheng at that time had been taken by his servant to escape.

   "Then did he tell you the reason for our conflict?"

  Ling Feng's tone was quite dissatisfied, and everyone present could hear the meaning of anger.

  Yang Hao Shi forcibly suppressed his anger: "I have said, it is because of an ordinary woman. This time it is the ineffective son who is in the wrong. As long as you return the other person, we will not be blamed for this matter."

  Ling Feng already knew why Yuanyang Muqing would behave so arrogantly and ignorantly, and put on such an old man who can protect everything from shortcomings. If he can develop a modest gentleman, that would be an aggressive weird thing.

"Yuan Yang Muqing hasn't come back yet? I don't dare to hurt the life of the Young Master Yuan Yangzong." Ling Feng curled his lips and continued: "Speaking of which, although I was quite angry at the time, I also knew who could kill and what. People must not be killed, otherwise you think it is also the pinnacle of the Qi Sea Realm, so why can Xiao Sheng be taken away by his servant. Maybe your son is lost? Who knows!"

  Ling Feng shrugged and said indifferently.

  The green veins on Yuanyang Haoshi’s forehead burst out, and he asked in a deep voice, "My little friend is serious!"

   "Really, it's more real than real gold. Just over half an hour before that train stopped, if your son hadn't left, he would probably be in that place."

  This Ling Feng was purely talking nonsense with his eyes open, and Yuan Yang Muqing's body was lying in his storage bag.

  Yuan Yang Haoshi's brows furrowed tightly, and he said, "Let's go, go back and check the route of the train."

  Ling Feng turned sideways and prepared to make way.

When Yuan Yang Haoshi was walking by him, his hands suddenly changed, and he grabbed directly to the storage bag on Ling Feng's waist, and said from his mouth: "My little friend, how offended, for your innocence, I'm here. The next move!"

  Ling Feng didn't react at all. When he reacted, Yuan Yang Haoshi had already forcibly erased the divine consciousness on the storage bag.

   "Old guy, can't you get it clearly?"

  Ling roared in a desperate manner.

  Yuan Yang Haoshi turned a deaf ear, and then threw the storage bag to Ling Feng: "Offended!"

  Walking out without looking back.

  Ling Feng’s back was already wet with cold sweat.

  The old man surnamed Li said with a blank face: "This Yuan Yangzong is really deceiving people too much!"

  Ling Feng also agreed: "Yes, it's really bullying, but what can we do."

  The old man surnamed Li heard the absent-mindedness in Ling Feng's words, and he was a little confused.

   "I'm tired, I want to take a break, I'm bothering Master Li."

   "Yes, young master, please follow me!"

  Ling Feng did not lie on the bed until he entered the bedroom. It was really only one step away from death just now.

  It turned out that before getting off the train, Ling Feng had a whim, could he provoke the relationship between Yuan Yangzong and Cen Feng faction? He put the looted things into Yuanyang Muqing's storage bag, and put the storage bag in the suitcase.

  In order to conceal the breath of this storage bag, he also consumed a piece of talisman paper similar to Yuan Yang Muqing's gadget. Unexpectedly, this prudence really saved his life.

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