The moment Ling Wei entered the Mo family, his ending was already destined. The appearance of the great elder Mo Feng just brought all this forward.

"Ling Wei, let's have a last look at the world. This is the end of your life, and there will never be another chance in the future." Mo Feng smiled gloomyly.

"You won't end if you kill me. I, Ling... the elders of the Ling clan, will not let you go!" Ling Wei said unwillingly and gritted his teeth.

Mo Feng said coldly: "Those old guys are probably useless. They don't have the ability to avenge you, nor do they have the ability to avenge Ling Fei. You just have to die."

Ling Wei snorted: "I, the elder of the Ling clan, are not as despicable as you. Your Mo family will be ruined."

Mo Feng waved his sleeves and said indifferently: "What the Mo family has nothing to do with you anymore. Let's be prepared to sue others. Seeing that you are so pitiful, when you die, I will send your body back to the Ling family and return your soul to your hometown." After that, a Yuanli ball gathered in his palm, filled with powerful energy and kept growing.

On the side, Mo Xiongyang was pondering, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he hurriedly said, "Old clan, I have an idea. This is even more uncomfortable than making Ling Wei die. I don't know if it is feasible."

Mo Feng glanced at him, put away the attack in his hand, and said, "What's the idea? Let's talk about it."

Mo Xiongyang smiled and said, "Ling Fei is now a waste. If his father becomes a waste, this may become the biggest laughing stock in Rixia City. Whenever the Ling family is mentioned, everyone will first think of the waste father and son. What a irony thing."

Mo Feng's old face showed a strange smile and nodded, "This is a good idea, so let him become a useless person. Let him be cool for one day. Remember to let his servants carry him back to the Ling family tomorrow morning, so as not to get bad luck."

"Yes." Mo Xiongyang replied respectfully, his eyes looking at Ling Wei became even more sinister, and a sarcastic smile hooked on the corner of his mouth.

"You guys are so despicable!"

"ah!"

As soon as Ling Wei cursed, Mo Feng started to take action. The pain of soul-wrenching spread throughout Ling Wei's body, making him feel pain. It lasted for a while, and the pain gradually diminished.

The whole person is like a pool of mud, lying on the ground with his eyes blank. For a monk, the most painful thing is not to end his life, but to make him a useless person, which is worse than death.

Until now, Ling Wei finally understood how much pain Ling Fei suffered last night, and he even believed that any of his peers would be unable to withstand such trembling pain and die.

At this moment, Ling Wei's eyes were wet, and two lines of tears fell down the corners of his eyes, roaring in a roar, but unfortunately he was powerless. A roar vented Ling Wei's inner emotions a lot and felt much better.

At this moment, Ling Wei's lips raised and suddenly burst out laughing. Yang Tian laughed loudly. There was a hint of helplessness and a little pride hidden in his smile. The helplessness was because of his powerlessness, but because of his pride, he felt proud of being Ling Fei's father.

At this moment, Ling Wei pondered and looked up at the sky, with a little hatred. It was the hatred for the Mo family, the Mo family turned its son into a useless person, and it was also a hatred for itself. If its strength was not strong, it could not even protect its family.

"Fei'er, dad is useless! I can't help you!"

"Dad is really useless. At your age, I should have shielded you from the wind and rain, but I..."

"Fei'er, Dad, I'm sorry for you!"

Lying on the ground weakly, Ling Wei stood up hard, but unfortunately he didn't even have the ability to stand up. All the meridians in his body were damaged and there was no power to support him. After laughing, Ling Wei's expression was a little bit vicissitudes and he cried out again.

As a man, Ling Wei shed tears twice in a row, not because he was cowardly, but because of his heart, he could not even save his son. Ling Wei was filled with despair. He was afraid that he would be misunderstood by Ling Fei, who was only twelve years old, and made the latter feel disappointed by him. This is the deepest thought of a father.

"Haha, Ling Wei, you can't beat the Mo family. What a pity, your precious genius son will be a waste in the future, and you will be the same." Mo Xiongyang sneered, his body shook, and suddenly appeared beside Ling Wei, slashed with a knife, knocked him unconscious, and threw him aside.

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Early the next morning, a middle-aged man lay outside the Ling family, covered in blood, messy hair, and pale face. If he hadn't had his faint breathing, he would have been dead.

This middle-aged man was Ling Wei. When the Ling family discovered it, it was almost noon.

Time flies, half a month has passed quietly, and Ling Wei and his son's injuries have been healed almost the same as normal people. Only there is no storage of energy in their bodies. In the past half month, the two have been trying to re-cultivate every day. Whenever they accumulate some energy, their bodies are like a leaking bucket, constantly losing.

He was unwilling to accept his heart, and Ling Wei blamed himself all the time. Even if he could not practice in this life, it didn't matter. It was just that Ling Fei was still young. Even if he tried every means, he would still be able to practice again. Even if he didn't have the talent he used to do, it didn't matter.

Ling Clan Elders' Home.

"Second Elder, Fei'er's meridians are completely damaged. Please help him. All of this is caused by the Mo family." Ling Wei knelt in front of the old man and begged.

"Oh, you'd better go back. I can't decide what Ling Fei is doing, and I can't do anything about the Mo family." The second elder sighed, with a little helpless expression. It was not that he didn't want to help, but just for the sake of the entire Ling clan, he had to do it. The ironic thing is that the truth cannot be explained.

"Why?" Ling Wei looked excited and shouted: "The Elders' Courtyard clearly stated that Ling Fei will stay here for three years. The Great Elder also said that Ling Fei will break through the Xuan King's Achievement Yuan within three years. Could it be that because the Mo family hurt Ling Fei, you will not care?"

Although the second elder was unbearable, in order not to let the Ling clan disappear from Rixia City, he forced himself to force himself and said coldly: "No, it's because the Mo family intervened, and the Great Elder did not want to offend the Mo family completely, so he decided like this. The Elders' Courtyard was unanimously approved, so you should leave quickly. From then on, the Ling family and the Ling clan have no relationship anymore!" After that, he waved his sleeves and left.

“It doesn’t matter anymore… again?”

Ling Wei was a little dull and stood there for a long time. Only then did he come to his senses, like a puppet, walking towards the Ling family without thoughts.

In the following days, Ling Wei went to the Elders' Courtyard to ask for a meeting every day, and the results he got were the same every time. He gradually became disappointed with the Ling clan and was already heartbroken. It was not until now that he understood what Mo Feng, the eldest elder of the Mo family, said at that time. It turned out to be like this.

Ling Fei instantly fell from an identity wearing a dazzling aura to the bottom of the valley and came to the Ling clan alone. His previous peers left him one after another. Even Ling Yufeng, who followed him every day, no longer took him seriously. Ling Jiao was the same. She never approached him on her own initiative, but was still avoiding him. Ling Fei felt sad and looked lonely, leaving the Ling clan.

After another half a year, Ling Fei finally plucked up the courage to come to the Ling clan again, hoping that the Elders' Courtyard could come forward to help him, but unfortunately the second elder kept refusing.

After leaving the Elder's Court in disappointment, Ling Fei had given up. Since his meridians were abolished, this was his second time in three years, and it was also the last time.

"Cousin Ling Fei." When he turned around and saw that the person who was talking was Ling Xiang, Ling Fei laughed silently and said, "So it was Ling Xiang's bell..." Before he finished speaking, the visitor actually pulled Ling Xiang aside and said, "Cousin Ling Fei, I hope you will talk to my sister less in the future." As he said that, he pulled Ling Xiang's arm and forced him to leave, but Ling Xiang's shout could be vaguely heard. This person was Ling Jiao.

"Is this the human heart?" Ling Fei thought faintly in his heart.

With a smile on the vicissitudes of life, two lines of tears slowly fell from the corners of their eyes.

On the fifth floor of the tower, in the palace, Ling Fei, dressed in white, stood there, his eyes closed, like a puppet, standing there blankly, motionless.

Not far away, Qiu Xin lowered her head and pondered, saying to herself, "It turns out that this is the second level of test. The illusion should be the most profound experience of the young master. The old monster Qiankun is really cruel. He actually wants to tamper with history. The next thing may depend on the young master himself." Based on Qiu Xin's vision, he obviously saw something.

Looking at Ling Fei with some concern, Qiu Xin looked solemn. If he had to force him, he would rescue Ling Fei even if he paid a great price! Although Qiu Xin was very strong, if he forced Ling Fei to be awakened, he might lose his memory, unless he used a special method, but the consequences were very serious.

Suddenly, two lines of tears fell from the corner of Ling Fei's eyes. Unexpectedly, he even shed tears in reality!

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