Extreme Emperor Soul

() The cold wind brought Su Qingchen to the small river, and at the same time as he landed, he threw Su Qingchen into the river with his hands. Su Qingchen, who felt something was wrong, suddenly stopped in the air. Turned over and landed firmly by the river.

Leng Feng nodded in satisfaction, looked at Su Qingchen and said slowly: "How do you feel after arriving at school?"

Su Qingchen curled her lips, and said casually: "It's okay, I have gained a lot from the freshman competition, but I feel that I can't learn any real skills in school. Apart from making some friends and gaining some soul skills, there is nothing else. .”

Leng Feng looked at Su Qingchen quietly, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He asked inexplicably: "What is the real skill for you? The theoretical knowledge of Stan School is well-known in the whole continent, and it is recognized as the most suitable for junior souls. If you learned from a teacher, why is it worthless to you?"

Su Qingchen grinned and shook his head: "What nonsense theoretical knowledge, no matter how good something is, it must be suitable for you. Everyone is different. Only the things you find out by yourself are the most practical. Blindly relying on others is doomed to be hopeless in this life." Standing at the pinnacle of the continent."

After hearing these words from Su Qingchen's mouth, Leng Feng's calm heart was touched. He really couldn't believe that these words came from a 12-year-old boy. Big, but from Su Qingchen's mouth, it made Lengfeng more determined to cultivate Su Qingchen with all his strength.

Leng Feng clapped his hands, with a gleam of joy in his eyes, and said: "I hope you can not only talk, but also do better. I brought you here today, and I want to tell you two things. The first thing is that you return Please take a few days off after college and go somewhere with me."

Seeing the cold wind who stopped and didn't speak again, Su Qingchen asked puzzledly, "Is there one more thing?"

"In a few days, we will go out once. Today, the soldiers have already gone to pick up the mission, and they will set off in seven days after accepting the mission. This mission is dangerous, and there may be casualties, but as long as it is completed, the Storm Mercenary Group will be saved. "While speaking, Leng Feng looked at the distant sky, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Su Qingchen frowned slightly, and said in a puzzled way: "Uncle Lengfeng, I felt so deserted when I went to the regiment just now. Where did all the members go? Why are you and Uncle Hei?"

Leng Feng turned around and said indifferently: "Recently, the mercenary group in Yuluo City has been scattered, destroyed, merged and merged. Not long after you started school, there are only skeletons and Gale. There are hundreds of missions coming, many members have taken several missions and went out, the members of the regiment are only me, Jibing, Heizi, and Lao Gao.”

After Su Qingchen heard Leng Feng's words, he froze for a moment, then reflected and said, "Not bad, I made a small fortune." After speaking, she always felt that something was wrong, and fell into deep thought for a while.

"You also feel that something is wrong. I told them not to go out before, but the people in the group didn't listen to it in order to make money. In addition, the words released by the skeleton have already made many members of the group have the idea of ​​earning more money and leaving. So what a coincidence that the task at the main hall came." The light tone mixed with a little helplessness, Leng Feng said slowly.

"I think the mission was sent by the members of the skeleton mercenary group. Maybe they will win over the members of the group when doing the mission. If they can't be pulled, they may be killed directly." Su Qingchen rubbed his chin and said analytically.

A flash of killing intent flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, and then he returned to normal. He said helplessly, "Why don't I know, but they won't listen to me, and I can't explain it too clearly. If they are in a hurry, there will be no need for skeletons. The mercenary group was also disbanded."

"Skull and these scumbags have really sinister intentions. This trick is too poisonous. Damn, one day they will tear down their bones one by one and feed them to the dogs to see if he is still a skeleton." Su Qingchen said while speaking. There was a splitting action, and the expression on his face was extremely fierce.

Leng Feng didn't speak, but just glanced at Su Qingchen, his stern face gave off an inexplicable sense of melancholy.

"Uncle Lengfeng, what mission are you going to complete? I just heard you say that there will be casualties? There are only four of you left. Can you not go? Is the skeleton really that scary? It will be a big deal to leave Yuluo City in three months. , come back and destroy them when the strength is stronger than them, I will stay in the city for you as an internal response, and keep an eye on the development of this skeleton for you." Su Qingchen looked at the cold wind and said seriously.

Leng Feng shook his head, why didn't he know that a man can bend and stretch, but his strong character does not allow him to admit defeat automatically, even if he dies in battle, he is not willing to dodge. A piece of sky that belongs to him, he is really unwilling to lose like this just at the beginning, and this time there is no way out at all.

Leng Feng walked up to Su Qingchen, put his arms around Su Qingchen, and said lightly: "Two days ago, the Iron Spear Mercenary Group with the name Gaifeng moved away from Yuluo City. They were all beheaded on the way." While speaking, Leng Feng showed a little sadness on his face.

The cold wind patted Su Qingchen's shoulder, and then asked suspiciously. "Tell me about how you won the new book contest. I remember that you were only a third-level spirit warrior when you first went to school. It is impossible to defeat Guo Xiang and Lu Fei who are in the spirit realm."

Su Qingchen was taken aback, and then replied, "I'm a sixth-level spirit man now. What's a small spirit man? Didn't you see that Uncle Heizi, the great spirit man, made me bleed just now?" Su Qingchen said He raised his head and looked at the sky, with a little pride on his face, he paused and said again: "Uncle Leng Feng, how do you know Guo Xiang and Lu Fei?"

"There are a lot of celebrities in your class. Guo Xiang, the grandson of the dean of Stan College, Lu Fei, the youngest son of the prime minister of the empire, Zhang Long, the son of the iron overlord of the empire, everyone is well-known in Yuluo City. You can beat them to win! The next game is really beyond my expectation." Leng Feng's indifferent tone was mixed with a bit of surprise.

"It turns out that Poguo Zixiang is the grandson of the dean. No wonder the use of soul skills is like using a blank piece of paper. It's just a piece of paper. Everyone who sees it is dazzled. It turns out that there is such a grandpa, but it's a pity that he has weak legs. I can't help but be scared." Ah." Su Qingchen couldn't help laughing while speaking.

Leng Feng glanced at Su Qingchen, and said, "Looking at the way you smile, if you can't achieve any results, you have to be neither arrogant nor impetuous. Have you forgotten that I told you before that joy, anger, sorrow, and joy are not expressive?"