Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 822 Kneel Down and Call My Father! (3 more)
"Next time, we will win!"

Li Bufan also patted Jiang Xiaofan's shoulder, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha, laughing to death!"

Mo Wufeng grinned loudly, "Without Ling Feng, you are just a bunch of trash! Fight against the five scum! Still want to win? What do you win? Hahaha..."

Mo Wufeng was full of complacency, even if Ling Feng exposed his hypocritical mask before, so what?
Win or lose!

As long as he leads the players of True Dragon Academy to win this competition, he will naturally be rewarded by the academy, and the road ahead will be even smoother!
As for Ling Feng's losers, they can only eat dust behind their own asses!
"Mo Wufeng, don't be too complacent." Gu Tengfeng snorted softly, his face was full of anger, but his heart was full of joy.

They have almost performed the scene just now, and they should be able to achieve the result Ling Feng needs.

"What happened to the pride?"

Mo Wufeng laughed loudly, "If you can win, what if I just kneel down on the spot and call you father three times? How about it, do you dare to bet with me? Come on big! Who loses?" , who would kneel down and call him father in front of so many audiences! Of course, the premise is that Ling Feng has not come back!"

Mo Wufeng had suffered a lot from Ling Feng before, but this time he was quite vigilant.

"Hmph, boring!" Gu Teng flicked his sleeves and was about to leave.

"Are you afraid of losing? Or are you afraid?" Mo Wufeng grinned, "Didn't you say you could win? Hahaha..."

"Okay! I'll bet with you!"

Gu Tengfeng frowned, and said coldly: "However, some people shouldn't admit defeat!"

"Hmph, just don't deny it!" Mo Wufeng laughed, and left the ring triumphantly with his team members.

Before the next game, there is still a joss stick of time for both sides to rest.

"Damn it, why hasn't Brother Feng come back, it's been half an hour!"

Ye Nanfeng and the others were running around in a hurry. If this continues, they will definitely lose.

As for Mu Qianxue, she is also one of the members who obtained the Treasure of Heaven and Earth with Li Bufan and the others. It can be seen that in the entire match just now, except for Jiang Xiaofan, Li Bufan paddled.

It seems that this should be a plan agreed between Ling Feng and Gu Tengfeng.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Everyone was talking about the mystery of Ling Feng's disappearance, why was Ling Feng absent from the final?This is too unbelievable.

"Could it be..." Wang Yishan's eyelids twitched suddenly, and he said carelessly, "Is there something wrong with the chief? For example, he was attacked, seriously injured, or... dead... dead?"

"You are seriously injured, you are dead!"

With her hands on her hips, Qin Wanwan glared at Wang Yishan angrily, feeling uneasy for a while.

"That's right, stop talking nonsense, brother will be fine!"

Ouyang Jing clenched his fist, but if nothing happened to Ling Feng, why did he mysteriously disappear in this situation?
"Grandpa! What happened!"

Deng Yongshi was also running around in a hurry, urging Old General Deng, "No, no, no, grandpa, quickly deploy the guards of the imperial capital, and quickly search for Ling Feng's whereabouts!"

"puff……"

Old General Deng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, "Xiaoshi, how could the guards be transferred at will."

"I don't care, I can't find Ling Feng anyway, I... I just... I don't care anyway!"

Deng Yongshi was so anxious that he hammered Old General Deng's thigh. If he lost this time, according to the bet between Ling Feng and Yan Jinghong, he would directly offer his head!
"Hey..." Old General Deng shook his head and smiled wryly, "I'll let all the servants and nurses in our mansion go out to search, so it's okay for the head office."

"Quick, quick, quick!"

Deng Yongshi hurriedly urged the old general Deng, the old general smiled wryly and sighed in his heart: It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay.

In the camp of the Middle School Sword Team, Li Yunting sighed softly, "Could it be that the East School Sword Team is really going to lose? Ling Feng, Ling Feng, where are you?"

"I just said that guy Ling Feng is unreliable?" Lu Qingshan couldn't help muttering.

"No, I always feel that something is wrong, this is not Mr. Ling's style..." Yue Yunlan bit her lips and murmured softly.

"Miss, what do you mean?" Qiaoqiao asked softly.

The two of them, master and servant, were very familiar with Ling Feng, but beside Ling Feng was a lowly donkey at the level of a demon emperor, there was no reason for it, and it was impossible for any accident to happen.

And in this case, it is absolutely impossible for Ling Feng to be absent!
"Perhaps, Mr. Ling, there must have been arrangements." Yue Yunlan guessed in a low voice.

"I think so, that idiot, although he is sometimes dumb, but he has a lot of ghosts." Qiaoqiao said with a smile.

"You girl." Yue Yunlan gave her a blank look, "After I've said it, it's not allowed to be big or small."

"Okay, okay~" Qiaoqiao stuck out her tongue, "I don't mind if I call him an idiot, but someone, who hasn't married yet, just protects him like this."

"You!" Yue Yunlan's pretty face blushed, and she gave Qiaoqiao a hard look, "I'm ignoring you!"

……

In the central school grounds, everyone was talking about Ling Feng, but where is Ling Feng, the real master?
Yantao, riverside, pavilions, pavilions.

There are river breezes and green willows.

On an attic by the river in the south of the city, Ling Feng was holding a small wine glass, savoring it carefully.

"Good wine!"

Ling Feng slowly put down his wine glass, looked at a woman opposite, and said in a deep voice: "It's been so long, you should fulfill your promise! Miss Yan!"

That's right, the girl opposite Ling Feng was none other than the Empress Dowager's grandniece, Yan Shuying.

"What's the hurry?" Yan Shuying pursed her lips and smiled, seeing the girl standing beside Ling Feng, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said, "I told you to come here alone, but you take this with you everywhere you go." Maid. Why, Mr. Ling, are you afraid that I will harm you?"

"I can't say whether it will harm or not, but counting the time, it's time to start the competition right now. Give me the copied version of "Taixuan Acupuncture Classic". From now on, you and I will have no enmity."

Ling Feng pouted his lips and said lightly.

"It's still early."

Yan Shuying poured another glass of wine for Ling Feng, giggled and said: "Although I, Yan Shuying, am not a man, what I said still counts. Before the game starts, I will definitely let you go, and I will let you accompany me After drinking a few glasses of water and wine, is Mr. Ling so ruthless and incomprehensible of tenderness?"

A sly look flashed across Yan Shuying's eyes.

That's right, according to Ling Feng's perception, the game has not started yet, but she has already arranged some kind of magic circle in advance in this pavilion, making people's perception of time slow down.

At this moment, the time of the outside world has already passed noon, and the finals have already officially started!

Of course, what she didn't know was that the moment Ling Feng entered this pavilion, the eyes of the emperor had already seen through everything, but he didn't see through.

That Yan Shuying thought that Ling Feng had fallen into her own trap, but she didn't know that Ling Feng was just playing tricks!

(End of this chapter)