Legend: 40-year-old god of war, the older the more demon

Chapter 16 The next gauntlet!
Lin Feng put his arms around Ling Bo'er, coaxed him for a while, and then said:
"After disposing of Wang San's body for my husband, let's go back to the back hall, okay, ma'am?"

Ling Bo'er hummed lightly, and returned to the back hall as if fleeing.

Lin Feng looked at the bumpy buttocks and smiled too.

This little girl, why can't I get enough to eat?
When Ling Bo'er was no longer visible, Lin Feng looked back at Wang San's body.

Alas, the newlyweds, the few disciples in the martial arts gym, were also sent home by Lin Feng for the holiday.

Apart from Lin Feng and Ling Bo'er, there is only one maid, Xiu'er, and one cook in this huge martial arts gym.

You still have to do the job of disposing of the corpse yourself.

Fortunately, the martial arts sect in Cangyuan Continent still has basic rules.

As long as people like Wang San come to provoke people, as long as they are not sneak attacks and assassinations, they are not high-ranked provoking low-ranking ones, and they are not bullying the few with more, no one in the Wulin League will care, just kill them if they kill them.

Whether it is the provocateur or the master.

Of course, things like Wang San's 8th rank provoking 7th rank at the beginning, probably can be seen here at the Immortal Killing Sect.

Who told him to kill the Immortal Zong to cultivate Mo Yu and Mo Zang?

In a word, strength speaks.

As for whether other people from Kuaidaomen will come to the door again, Lin Feng has no idea.

Not to mention who is responsible, in a world where strength is paramount, who will talk to you about responsibility?

After all, if you hit the young ones, the old ones will come, and the old routine will come.

The rule is that high-ranking people can't come to bully low-ranking ones, what happened outside is another matter.

However, if the head of Kuaidaomen insisted on avenging Wang San, even if there were people in the Wulin League, Lin Feng would have died by then.

At that time, no matter how the Wulin League punishes Kuaidaomen, what does it have to do with Lin Feng?Everyone died.

Perhaps, he should take the initiative?
This proactive attack is not to kill Kuaidaomen now, but to take the initiative to write a letter of war to Kuaidaomen, and agree on a time to settle the grudge.

It can also be regarded as continuing to grow for oneself, delaying it.

No matter how you say Kuaidaomen is not popular, the owner of the gate is also a rank 6 martial artist.

Now even if his attributes are not in vain, the zhenqi of a rank 6 martial artist has already been liquefied, and the two sides are not at the same level at all.

As long as I took the opportunity in the afternoon, threatened to wait for myself to be promoted to the 6th rank, and then went to settle grievances, presumably, the head of Kuaidaomen would not be able to hold back his face and bully the younger with the big.

Lin Feng made up his mind and went to the afternoon in a while.

Now, let's deal with Wang San's body first, at least throw it outside instead of putting it in the front hall.

Just as Lin Feng dragged Wang San's body, he suddenly thought of something——

He reached out and touched Wang San's arms.

A handful of broken silver.

A Hall Master Token.

Then--

There is actually a book?

Lin Feng was a little excited and quickly took it out.

I saw a thin book with a few small characters written on the quaint cover with simple brushwork:

The art of raising soldiers!

Lin Feng couldn't care about Wang San's gradually freezing corpse, and couldn't wait to turn it over:
Feeders, feed also.Soldiers are also weapons.

The art of raising soldiers is also the method of raising swords.

According to the realm of warriors, it is divided into three parts: lower, middle and upper.

The lower part is fed with essence and blood, which can be completed in five days and completed in one month;
In the middle part, feed it with true energy, a small success in one month, a big success in half a year;

In the upper part, feed it with true essence, a small success in half a year, a big success in three years...

If Wang San didn't lie, then he raised his true energy for three months, which should be the method of raising troops in the middle, and three months, probably belongs to "Zhongcheng"?
Zhongcheng can more than double the attack and accuracy!
If today is Dacheng, to what extent will the attack and accuracy be superimposed?
Perhaps, even if he angered the other party, even if his agility reached 25, he might not be able to avoid this great blow, right?

Lin Feng was a little scared.

You have to be more careful in the future.

Although I have a system by my side, the martial arts achievements and spiritual tools of the two worlds are shared.

But once careless, there may not be no possibility of overturning the car!
Lin Feng put "The Art of Raising Soldiers" in his arms, then dragged Wang San's body outside, pulled a straw mat, and simply covered it up.

In the afternoon, I believe Kuaidaomen will send someone to carry away Wang San's body.

After dealing with these, Lin Feng returned to the back hall.

"master."

Seeing Lin Feng's return, the maid Xiu'er blushed slightly, gave a little blessing, and said:
"The servant girl will go tell the cook to prepare breakfast for the master and madam."

Then he seemed a little flustered and left in a hurry.

What's wrong with this girl?Lin Feng was at a loss.

"Ma'am, what did you say to Xiu'er, why is this girl so frizzy all of a sudden?"

Lin Feng entered the bedroom and asked.

Xiu'er was originally from a martial arts family, but her family was involved in a huge disaster and almost wiped out.

So she was sold into the Ling Mansion since she was a child, she was with Ling Bo'er when she was young, and she started to take care of Ling Bo'er when she was older.

Lin Feng's cheap father-in-law also treats her like a daughter.

Although Xiu'er has been taking care of Ling Bo'er for seven or eight years, she is actually only 20 years old and has a pretty face. It is the season when peaches are at their freshest.

At Lin Feng's age of 39, it's normal to call her a girl.

"Husband, I originally thought that the inheritance of the Immortal Slaughter Sect might be broken in our hands, so it's not easy to drag Xiu'er into the water...

But seeing that her husband is so mighty today, the Immortal Killing Sect may not have a future, so the slave family made their own decisions and wanted her husband to accept Xiu'er.

When I told her just now, I saw that girl was quite emotional, with a small face flushed. "

Ling Boer laughed.

What the fuck?

Lin Feng was dumbfounded.

The main wife offered to take a concubine. Does the Cangyuan Continent still have such a fine tradition?
It must be vigorously promoted!
"Ma'am, I only have you in my husband's heart, how can I accommodate others?

I think the matter of taking concubines should be discussed later. "

Lin Feng said affectionately.

What is this called?
My heart is so beautiful that I have to pretend to be a calf!
pattern!

"Husband, do you know where you are most attracted to Bo'er?"

Ling Bo'er raised her pretty face and asked with a smile.

"Single-minded?" Lin Feng licked his face and replied.

"Hee hee, no." Ling Boer shook his head.

"Where is that?"

"Be calm." Ling Bo'er replied leisurely, implying that she had already seen through Lin Feng's tricks.

"Ma'am, I swear to God for my husband, I have no second thoughts about you, in this life..."

Lin Feng argued excitedly.

It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, what is the saying of Lan Xing's widely spread?

Do we little fairies want these houses/cars/bridal gifts/gifts?
No, what we want is attitude!

Lin Feng had to show his attitude.

But before he finished speaking, Ling Boer interrupted:

"Husband, Bo'er was talking about your calmness and composure when you rebelled against killing Wang San, what are you talking about?
Oh~~It turns out that my husband has been thinking about accepting Xiu'er~~"

Lin Feng was angry, rub it, careless!

The couple laughed and made a fuss before Lin Feng came to the study and called for Xiu'er to spread paper and ink.

Xiu'er's pretty face was still flushed, the more she looked the better.

However, Lin Feng has no intention of admiring it now. When Xiu'er mastered ink, he used his predecessor's muscle memory to write ugly but not ugly handwriting:

Master Feng, the master of your hall, Wang San, came to provoke him, but was shot dead by his subordinates inadvertently.

Lin felt deeply guilty.

When I break through from the seventh rank to the sixth rank, I will definitely come to apologize.

At that time, right and wrong grievances will be between fists, feet and swords, and there is hope for the sea.

Lin Feng's words seemed to be polite, but in fact they were a little detrimental.

Door-to-door provocation means that Wang San is to blame;
Inadvertently shot to death, it means that Wang San is not good at learning;
Come to the door to apologize, and swear that the other party is now seeking revenge;
I still look at Haihan, that's why I'm holding back my anger!

"Xiu'er, send this letter to the home of my eldest disciple Wu Liangui, and ask him to go to Kuaidaomen for me.

By the way, tell him that the martial arts gym has resumed normal business, and ask him to come to me after delivering the letter. "

(End of this chapter)