A day passed gradually, and today all the monks of all sizes in Rixia City walked towards the war platform, wanting to witness this battle...?     ?        w?w?w?

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Ling Fei, one of the parties involved, was still sleeping soundly in his room at this moment, not taking it seriously at all.

Yang Yu'er, wearing a pink dress, walked over and stood in front of the door. She wanted to wake up Ling Fei, but after thinking for a while, she still didn't knock on the door.

She really didn't want Ling Fei to go to meet the appointment. She was afraid that Ling Fei would be injured. Even if it was just a little bit of injury, this was not what she hoped. Yang Yu'er's beautiful cheeks were slightly rosy, and tears flashed in her eyes, which made people feel heartbroken when they saw it.

Yang Yu'er gently pushed open the door and went in, but the bed in the room was messy, but Ling Fei was not there. Yang Yu'er frowned and was puzzled, why is the young master not here?

So he folded the quilt for Ling Fei and tidied up the bed. Sitting on the bed, Yang Yu'er looked ahead in distractedly, and tears in her eyes were still spinning, as if she would flow down at any time.

A figure in white walked in gently without a trace of sound, for fear of disturbing the beauty in front of her. She walked slowly in front of her, and Ling Fei sat next to Yang Yu'er and looked at her quietly.

After a long time, Ling Fei lost his patience and couldn't help saying, "Yu'er, what are you doing?"

Yang Yu'er's body trembled violently and she said, "Young Master, why are you here?"

Ling Fei said helplessly: "Young Master has been here for a long time. You didn't disturb you when you think about things. What are you thinking?"

Yang Yuer said, "No... I didn't think about anything. By the way, my wife is asking you to have a meal."

Ling Fei raised his hand and gently slapped Yang Yu'er's clever nose and said, "Then let's go, I'm just hungry." Then Ling Fei and Yang Yu'er came to the hall side by side.

In the hall.

Ling Wei and Yan Xiru were already sitting at the table waiting for Ling Fei. They were at a loss and looked bored. Especially Yan Xiru, who finally had a son with excellent talents, was about to go to a duel with life and death. If something happened, what should I do?

Ling Wei sighed, knowing that no matter what, this situation could not be restored. He gently patted Yan Xiru, who was slightly thin, and comforted: "Fei'er's good fortune has a natural appearance, so you don't have to worry too much. I wonder if he couldn't practice at the beginning? Now even the Yuanzhe rank is not strong, so don't worry, Fei'er won't do things that are not sure."

When Yan Xiru heard this, she looked at Ling Wei's face and looked worried on her face. Is this deceiving herself? She smiled bitterly, and Yan Xiru didn't say anything more.

"What a delicious meal, I can smell it from afar." Two figures came to hear the sound, and the person who spoke was naturally Ling Fei.

Sitting down with Yang Yu'er, looking at the table of delicacies in front of him, Ling Fei said, "Mom, haven't you said that you don't have to cook so many meals, it's a waste to eat them."

Looking around, Ling Fei asked, "Mom, why didn't you see Master Lian?"

Yan Xiru replied with a smile: "Only our family is here for this meal, so Master Lian doesn't need to shout." Looking at his mother's stiff smile, he was forced to smile.

"I'm dizzy, why do you feel like you are sending my farewell meal?" Ling Fei was helpless. Although he didn't say it, he thought so in his heart.

Ling Fei and his parents and Yang Yuer didn't say a word when they were having dinner. The three of them except Ling Fei were in a very depressed mood and were not in a mood to eat. Only Ling Fei ate particularly cheerful.

Competition venue.

A ring has already been set up here, with three large fonts of "Life and Death Platforms".

There was a man in black standing on the stage. It was Mo Zhentian who had not seen for many days. His eyes narrowed and there was a hint of viciousness in his eyes. Looking at his expression, it seemed that the winner of the final battle had already been chosen. He clenched his fists and made a rattle, and hummed, "Ling Fei, let me get back the shame I suffered today. I hope you won't let me down."

The audience was filled with dense cultivators, and it was crowded with people. Most of these cultivators were Xuanshi, but there were many other masters from the Xuanwang rank. The battle between the two young masters of the Ling family Mo family was exciting to think about.

There was an inconspicuous middle-aged man in the crowd, who was also dressed in black. He looked a little similar to Mo Zhentian, and he was his father Mo Xiongyang. At that time, he was one of the main evil spirits of the deceased Lingfei.

In addition, there are many special people, the man in black who rescued Wang Tianrong that day, the old man in Hongfu Restaurant, and the fourth elder who opened the door for Ling Fei when he returned to the Ling clan were also in the crowd.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, and Mo Zhentian had no one to come, and suddenly he felt like he was being played with, and the same was true for the monks in the audience.

"Do you think the young master of the Ling family are still here? Do you dare not come?"

"I don't think it's like it. A few days ago, the young master of the Ling family beat up the young master of the Wang family. I heard that he had injured the head of the Wang family. I don't think this young master of the Ling family looks like a timid guy."

"Hey, who can tell this clearly? This is a life-and-death battle. Who is not afraid of death? Maybe the young master of the Ling family is afraid that there will be any conspiracy waiting for him."

"Hey, you're a little bit quiet. The Mo family is so powerful. Be careful of the misfortune coming from your mouth."

There were already monks and others in the audience who were impatient and began to talk. The middle-aged man in black in the crowd looked down and said that the Mo family was so worthless. His face was so angry that his face turned blue and red. If there were too many people present, he might have killed the monks who talked about the Mo family long ago.

Soon, the monks who originally wanted to "watch the show" in the audience were reluctant to wait any longer and left one after another.

Mo Zhentian's face became more and more gloomy. Could it be that he was really fooled? Why didn't Ling Fei come yet? Do you dare not come?

At this moment, Ling Fei had just walked out of the Ling family, followed by Dahei and Yang Yuer. Not far behind him were Ling Wei and Yan Xiru, and there was also the old butler Chen Lian who was watching Ling Fei grow up.

On the way, many monks looked at Ling Fei with a surprised look. Seeing that he was heading towards the competition venue, they were very puzzled. Didn’t the young master of the Ling family hide at home and dare not? Why did he come again?

When Ling Fei, Yang Yuer and others gradually walked away, these monks followed Ling Fei quietly.

Afterwards, the monks who had returned were basically following Ling Fei, and only a few people did not choose to go back to watch the battle. Ling Fei's spiritual consciousness quietly emerged, and the many monks behind him could form a team. He smiled helplessly. Since they wanted to "watch the show", they couldn't stop him, so they went with them.

Competition venue.

Mo Zhentian was impatient, looked at the monks below the stage and shouted, "Everyone has been waiting for so long. I think Ling Fei, who is greedy for life and immortality, dare not come. Since he wants to be a turtle, then I, Mo Zhentian, have nothing to say. Although my Mo family is in Rixia City, it will not be strong either. Let's go back first."

His voice was wrapped in Yuanli, and the sound waves expanded more than ten times, making it clear that everyone present could hear it clearly. Although his words were very tactful, the meaning contained in it was obvious. Ling Fei was afraid that Mo Zhentian would be afraid.

When the monks heard this, they all whispered, and they all planned to leave. At this moment, a refreshing voice came, saying, "Who is afraid of death, who is the turtle shrunk? But he is just a person who relies on the power of his family. Leaving the family is just a waste. How can he say this? I, Ling Fei, are here."

ps: Lingsi will definitely make everyone feel good, and fights will definitely be good
Chapter completed!