I am the second generation of heavenly fairy

Chapter 37 Feng Shui takes turns

For Lan Daoxing, the retribution came so quickly. As soon as his mind moved, he heard Zhang Ling's angry voice from the bitter pool: "No, let that surnamed Lan come down and carry me up!"

After hearing this, Lan Daoxing's face turned black, and he stood there motionless. This was a great insult to him.

However, the old man standing beside him squeezed his lips tightly and squeezed out a few words between his teeth: "Didn't you hear me? Don't go yet!"

"Master!" Lan Daoxing cried unwillingly looking at the sullen old man

"Go!" For him, the apprentice is not as important as the backer, and now he clearly realizes that this matter is more serious than he imagined!
Lan Daoxing didn't dare to disobey the old man's order, so he reluctantly jumped down from the pool of bitterness. When his body was surrounded by the pool of stinky water, he felt a surge of anger constantly rising up.

Lan Dao walked up to Zhang Ling and stared at him viciously, "Come up...!"

Before he could finish his words, a pool of water accompanied by a stench splashed across his face. When the pool of water flowed down his cheek and into his mouth, he finally knew what bitter water was.

Zhang Ling looked at the embarrassed Lan Daoxing with satisfaction, he stuffed the little wolf cub into his arms and said, "Hold your uncle well, and turn around!"

"Boy, don't push an inch..." Lan Daoxing's threat hadn't finished yet, a clear and crisp sound echoed in the hollow place, and Lan Daoxing was slapped firmly on the face.

"I see you made a mistake, now I'm the one to say, listen! Do you understand?" Finally, Zhang Ling waited for the wonderful moment of revenge, for which he had endured for too long!
Lan Daoxing had never been so humiliated before. His eyes flashed with anger, and he slowly raised his palm. Just as he was about to kill Zhang Ling, a gentle voice came from above again: "Hey! You, you are dawdling below. What, don't hurry up and carry Young Master up, do you want to die?"

Lan Daoxing's hand stopped in mid-air for a long time. After staring at Zhang Ling for a while, he finally chose to compromise. He slowly turned around and bent down holding the little wolf cub. At this moment, the stinky water in the bitter pool had no effect on him, because all his senses had been covered by anger and hatred.

Zhang Ling triumphantly jumped onto Lan Daoxing's back, patted his head and said, "Drive!"

Lan Daoxing obediently climbed up the pool wall, but at this moment, a trace of blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth, and he was already furious.

When Zhang Ling stood on the solid ground covered in stench, he never felt the fresh air and the warm sunset so beautiful.

"Oh, young master, you have been wronged!" Wen Liang quickly walked to Zhang Ling's side and saluted him apologetically. If something happened to this ancestor, Emperor Donghua would pursue him, and he would have no chance of becoming a scumbag. Directly, it will be evaporated into the Three Realms and Five Elements.

Before Zhang Ling could open his mouth, Liu Ting, the court inspector, stepped forward and confessed to Zhang Ling: "My eyes are clumsy, and I offended you, please forgive me, forgive me!"

Zhang Ling took the docile little wolf cub from Lan Daoxing's hand with a gloomy face and curled his mouth: "If you are blind, then pick it up!"

"This..." Liu Ting's face turned green immediately, and the old man quickly stepped forward to intercede for his younger brother, but Zhang Ling suddenly laughed and said, "I'm just joking, you don't have to be so nervous!"

When those people saw Zhang Ling laughing, they also laughed, but soon the laughter of those people got stuck in their throats and they couldn't laugh anymore, because Zhang Ling suddenly looked at those people with a cold face after laughing twice and said: "Do you think it's funny? You love to laugh so much, why don't you sell it!"

These thousand-year-old old men have never been teased like this before, but now they don't dare to speak up in front of absolute strength, they just dare not even get angry. The first time they felt so terrified was not because of Zhang Ling, but because of them. Seeing Wen Liang's gloomy face was terrifying.

Wen Liang, the day wandering god, was originally a fierce god, and now he exudes an astonishing murderous aura. As long as Zhang Ling gives an order, he will kill all those who dare to offend him without hesitation.

Zhang Ling knew that the scaring was enough, so he said to Wen Liang: "Why is General Wen here?"

"This..." It is clearly stipulated in the heavenly rules that immortals are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs, let alone give or receive privately with mortal cultivators. Even if they enlighten mortals, they must have accumulated great merit.

Judging from the attitudes of those people towards him, it was obvious that Wen Liang was having an affair with these old guys. If it hit the sky, he would just walk away.

Zhang Ling looked at the embarrassed Wen Liang and smiled, "Won't General Wen introduce these friends to me?"

When he said the word friend, he said it very forcefully, and all the old men looked at Zhang Ling with embarrassed expressions, not knowing what to do.

Wen Liang has long heard about Changtian's erratic character, and now he sees it and it really deserves his reputation. Before he can understand his last question, his thinking has already jumped to the next link, which really makes him uneducated Some rough people can't keep up with the rhythm.

However, he was relieved to see that Zhang Ling no longer asked about the relationship with this place, and hurriedly looked at the restless old guys and said, "You guys still introduce yourself to Young Master!"

After hearing Wen Liang's words, the white-faced old man hurriedly stepped forward to Zhang Ling and said, "Old Song Qingshan, Qingliu Sword Academy No.40 Seventh Generation Master!"

"Old man..." The remaining old men with different appearances but the same attire introduced themselves to Zhang Ling one after another, although they still don't know who this young man who is only in the consecration period is.

"Ah Choo!" A gust of mountain wind blew past, Zhang Ling sneezed uncontrollably, Wen Liang immediately frowned and raised his eyes, "Hurry up and invite Young Master into the palace!"

Song Qingshan hurriedly said: "Young Master, this way please."

"Don't worry, I still have some things in Lan Daoist's hands!" Zhang Ling stroked the hair of the little wolf cub in his arms and looked at Lan Daoxing with a sneer

As soon as the words came out, Lan Daoxing's face changed several times, and before everyone recovered, he suddenly jumped up and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

Lan Daoxing clearly understood the current situation. He knew that once his private possession of the immortal weapon was exposed, he would be punished most severely by his master, so he must not sit still.

But his wishful thinking didn't work out. He was faster than those old guys. When he just climbed up the steep ridge, those old guys surrounded him. Just kidding, he wanted to run past Yuan at a Jindan stage. A master in infancy is simply a dream come true.

Seeing that Lan Daoxing was surrounded by those old men, Wen Liang came to Zhang Ling and said, "Young Master, do you want to go up?"

Zhang Ling nodded, thinking: "Of course he will go up, this kid still owes a lot of debts!"

(End of this chapter)