socalfunplaces Chapter 695
Chapter 695
Feng Jiantang shook his head and advised: "Little sister, no matter how amazing that guy is, he has been dead for more than half a year. It's time for you to get over it."
Xiao Fengxian raised the corner of her lips and smiled nonchalantly: "I have never been trapped, how can I get over it?"
After these words came out, the camp was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Whether it was Feng Jiantang, Feng Shatian or Feng Qinyin, they all stared at her with strange eyes.
Xiao Fengxian felt uncomfortable all over.
"No way?"
"Brother, Aunt Feng, Third Uncle! You don't really think that I, Xiao Fengxian, will live in my heart with a man who I have only known for a few days and who slapped me in the face."
"No way?"
Feng Qinyin raised her voice and stared at the direction of Xiao Fengxian's palm.
Xiao Fengxian subconsciously clenched her palms, removed the silver earrings from everyone's sight, and explained seriously:
"I think you may have misunderstood."
"I miss him not because of love, but because I feel that the world has lost a brilliant champion, and I feel sorry for the world."
The other three people in the camp did not speak, but their expressions all revealed a counter-question:
Guess how many words you said we believe?
Xiao Fengxian became a little impatient and irritated, snorting: "Brother Tang, you can't beat him, don't go off topic!!!"
Feng Jiantang sighed and shook his head: "Little sister, your brother still has some dignity. What's the point of fighting with a dead hero?"
"But to be honest, he was only level 51 before he died. Even if we make a bold assumption, assuming that he is still alive now, how many levels can he cultivate to at most?"
"It is impossible for him to surpass 20 or 30 levels to beat your brother. Your brother is also a genius who surpasses levels! Not a cat or dog, let alone a small follower who eats dry food!!!"
Xiao Fengxian was speechless and felt more and more uncomfortable. She clenched her fists.
"Brother Tang, I am sure, I am 100% sure that if he is still alive, you can't win!!"
"Okay, okay, everything you said is right."
Although Feng Jiantang's temperament is as cold and arrogant as Feng Shatian, he showed a doting look at this moment, and comforted the anxious little sister with a gentle voice.
He knew very well that even if Luo Fanchen was alive, he couldn't beat him now.
But why argue with a dead man? It's more important to coax my little sister.
Feng Shatian suddenly sighed: "I used to get annoyed when I saw Luo Fanchen. I wanted to fight him every time I saw him. Now the more I look at Li Qing, the more disgusted I feel. I miss that kid more and more."
Feng Jiantang's eyes became sharp, and he said in a concentrated voice:
"Uncle San,"
"It doesn't matter, I will take action!"
"You don't have to worry too much. The old ancestor denied me before seeing me. It was too hasty to make a decision. It looked down on our own genius and it was hard to convince the public."
"To deal with that kid, there is no need to play tricks. I will defeat him with my strength to prove myself and prove that the old ancestor made a mistake. .”
Xiao Fengxian was now looking at her brother Tang with displeasure, and said:
“What if that Li Qing wins?”
Feng Jiantang smiled and said: “Then I will give in. What’s wrong with respectfully calling him Xiao Zu!”
“You should also call Uncle San and Aunt Feng together. After all, he is qualified to defeat me.”
Feng Shatian and Feng Qinyin, two extraordinary people, felt a numbness on their scalps.
Okay, okay, it’s fine if you call it by yourself, but you also want to drag us along, right?
The two of them were almost humiliated,
But on second thought, it seems that Li Qing has absolutely no chance of winning.
Level 5 vs. Level 8, a huge advantage of level 30, the advantage is on me, it’s hard to lose!
Feng Jiantang continued, "But Li Qing is only a weak soul king now, and he is not worthy of fighting with me. Even if he wins, people will think I bullied him."
"I will wait until he reaches the eighth level to fight me. If he loses, it will prove that the inheritance of the ancestors is just so-so, and my Feng family doesn't need to learn it."
"Give me time, I will surpass the ancestors and create a better secret method."
"Boom!"
Feng Jiantang's momentum is like a golden spear soaring into the sky, and his mind is like a knife. There are signs of a breakthrough to the eighty-sixth level.
"Tsk."
"I'm happy whoever loses."
Xiao Fengxian shook her head and laughed desolately. Not only was she not interested in this Li Qing, she even sounded disgusted. After all, the Phoenix Secret Technique should have belonged to Luo Fanchen.
If the top scholar is not dead, how can this cat or dog have a turn?
Feng Shatian nodded with satisfaction and said, "Jiantang, I am very pleased that you have such a strong will. In a month's competition, the four major legions will select the true leaders below the extraordinary to fight against the ten sequences that the Blood Demon Sect is about to emerge. The rewards offered by each family are all top-level secret treasures that can improve your cultivation. You must seize this opportunity."
"Our Fengying is counting on you to compete with Fengyi for face."
"Aunt Fengyi?"
Feng Jiantang shook his head"Don't count on her. Although she has worked very hard to be strong, and I admire her determination to practice hard, her talent and strength are still a little bit lacking."
Everyone sighed when Feng Shatian heard this.
Because Feng Yi was the second place selected in this Fengying internal leader competition,
her talent is not the best in the Feng family,
but her hard work is definitely beyond everyone in the Feng family.
There were many people of the same generation in the Feng family who were more talented than Feng Yi, but in the end, she relied on her perseverance and hard work to surpass her little by little.
In the end, the latecomer arrived first and cultivated to the 87th level at the age of 49, which really created a miracle of a hard worker. However, facing the real top genius, she did suffer in terms of combat power, which was pitiful.
Feng Shatian couldn't help shaking his head and regretting this sister who worked hard and had a fierceness.
Feng Qinyin asked, "Then let's just ignore this kid for now?"
"Who cares if he lives or dies."
Feng Shatian was cold-blooded and ruthless. He said coolly and walked out of the tent in a chic and calm manner.
But soon another voice came back:
"Don't really ignore him. Try not to assign him any tasks. Keep an eye on him and don't let him die."
"Uh..."
Feng Qinyin's mouth twitched.
Feng Jiantang looked strange, but Xiao Fengxian looked down at the silver earrings again, muttering in her mouth, as if obsessed: "I don't understand how that little Keba is better than me."
"Damn it!"
"Except that her breasts are fatter than mine, her butt is fatter than mine, and her skin is whiter than mine, how is she better than me!!!"
"Yawn!"
Li Luo Fanchen Qing, who had just returned to the tent, couldn't help sneezing.
"Who is mumbling about me again!"
"That old man Feng Sha Tianqi is not going to fan the flames of his fanaticism. He wants to set up a dragon gate formation for me and try to bully me."
"Tap tap tap--"
While thinking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent.
"Li..."
"Li Qing..."
"Can I... go in?"
Lin Susu followed closely in.
Under that ordinary face, there was a self-abased and cowardly heart.
She looked at Li Qing bravely.
Her eyes were red.
Her red lips moved, she was nervous, and she had something to say...