Love apartment under one person

Chapter 312 The Situation of the Feng Family Father and Son (Please Read the Author's Words)
Taking advantage of the opportunity to speak, Meng Lang kept one hand on Feng Xingtong's shoulder, continuously using the Sacred Heart formula to help him heal his internal injuries.

Xiaofeng opened up the meridians all over his body just now by piercing the acupoints with spiritual needles, which is really a godsend opportunity for Meng.

Taking advantage of the forcibly pierced meridian in Feng Xingtong's body, which has not yet closed, Meng Lang directly fixed it in a few seconds by relying on the continuous supply of life force, so that his second apprentice can also have the Heling Needle under normal conditions in the future The level of internal qi is the same as when needling acupuncture points.

This surprised Xiaofeng very much, and when he looked at Meng, his eyes became extremely reverent.

After a few more seconds, Feng Xingtong's internal injuries were almost healed when he met him, and he guessed that Wang Bing, who was holding his broken arm behind him and screaming silently, was about to turn into a fool in pain, so Meng Lang stretched out two The palms filled with the true energy of the Sacred Heart Jue slapped Feng Xingtong and Wang Bing on the backs of their hearts at the same time.

"This is?!" X2
Not only the two young people exclaimed, but even the knowledgeable people in the auditorium and rostrum were shocked when they saw this scene——

For the two young men just now, Wang Bing's right arm was almost powder fractured, and Feng Xingtong could also see some self-mutilation injuries from the subtle parts of the skin and capillaries on the body surface.

An injury of that degree cannot be healed overnight!
But what's the situation now?
Just a light slap, and it's all right?

You are outrageous, at least you have to talk about the basic law, right? !

For a while, there was no sound around the ring, and even the barrage that had been rolling before was stopped.

"Okay, I'm sorry to disturb everyone's elegant mood, Meng Mou will leave."

After the faint words fell, Meng Lang grabbed Feng Xingtong and disappeared from the field, and appeared on the rostrum in a blink of an eye.

Back at the rostrum, Feng Xingtong panicked when he saw that his father and Wang Ai had disappeared.

Someone Meng stretched out his big hand and patted his apprentice's shoulder, and said with a bright smile: "It's okay~ With me here, Songshan is a place where internal fighting is prohibited. It's not up to you to take care of their adult affairs, so rest assured to look at the back game."

Feng Xingtong nodded suddenly: "I see, Master."

Seeing that classmate Xiaofeng is so well-behaved, Meng Lang secretly nodded in his heart, very satisfied with his operation just now.

Different from the original world progress under one person, the spirit of the old prince Zhong in this competition was not forced to dissipate, and there is a high probability that Feng Xingtong will not be left psychologically traumatized by it.

In this way, regardless of whether Xiaofeng in the original book is blackened or not, at least in this world where he controls the rhythm, he will most likely maintain the same kind and simple character as Meng, which is something to be assured... ...Ahem!He is a good apprentice worthy of reassurance...

Just when Meng was gradually reassured by the little ghost of the Feng family, the old ghost of the Feng family was experiencing another war that could not see the light of the sword——

"Old man Wang Ai...why do members of your Wang family also arrest spirits and dispatch generals?" In the grove, Feng Zhenghao looked serious, "Please, give me an explanation!"

"Hey hey hey~ President Feng, don't get excited." The old god Wang Ai was leaning on a cane, his old orange-peel-like face was full of righteousness, "The one who taught us to arrest the spirit and send generals is...your grandfather himself !"

Feng Laohu frowned angrily: "Nonsense, talk, eight ways!"

"Hehe~ I know you don't believe me, but think about it for yourself—"

"It is also the successor of the Eight Great Skills, what kind of life do other people live?
Wudang Mountain is majestic, why do you want to create such a shitty "Heluoqimen" with the Wuhou faction?
Why does the Lu family, one of the four surnames, maintain the same bloodline like a mad dog?
Zhang Huaiyi, Zheng Zibu, and Ma Ben have been hunted and killed all their lives in these eight stunt creators! "

"Think again..."

Wang Ai raised his crutches and pointed at Feng Zhenghao unceremoniously: "Why! As descendants of the Eight Great Skills, your Feng family can live a bright and aboveboard life?

Let me tell you, it's all because of my father - he was the one who saved your Feng family back then! "

"Ah?!" Hearing this, Feng Zhenghao's complexion changed drastically, as if he had undergone a major change.

"You want to hear? Then I... just tell the whole secret——

Back then, your grandfather Feng Tianyang was separated from other thieves and fell into the hands of our Wang family.

Hehehe~ He is really a soft bone...

In the lobby, your old man kept begging my father, as long as he let him live, he would agree to anything~

My father thought he was pitiful, so he didn't bully him, and finally made an agreement with him that as long as he passed on the eight unique skills he had learned to the Wang family, we would not only spare his life, but also use the power of the Wang family to deal with him. "

"Your grandfather, Feng Tian, ​​is happy to support you.

In order to survive, he not only handed over Ju Ling, but also swore to God——

If there are descendants, they will never pass on their complete Guling dispatched generals.

What are you talking about... In order to repay the great kindness of our Wang family, we want the Wang family to always dominate the Feng family. "

"Hehe~ In fact, he just wanted my father to intercede for him in front of other sect masters, and stop chasing and killing your Feng family.

Not only that, he also leaked the names of other people's stunts that he knew... It's a pity~ He didn't understand all the magical uses of each of the eight stunts, he could only name a few. "

"This matter has been entangled for a while, and finally the other heads agreed to let Feng Tianyang go.

Just because they probably guessed the deal between my father and Feng Tianyang, they couldn't ask him for the "Jing Ling Dispatch General" anymore, and instead searched for the other seven special skills. "

Feng Zhenghao lowered his head: "Why, I never heard Grandpa mention this matter?"

"This matter was considered the top secret in the world of aliens back then, how could Feng Tianyang dare to leak it? Of course you wouldn't know.

And after that, your grandfather also lived in seclusion... oh, in fact, he hid.

Hehe... measure the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain~

My father kept his word, he would protect him if he said he would protect him, how could he have the intention of harming him again?

However, your grandpa is cowardly and cowardly, and now it seems that he is faithful, and he really didn't pass on Juling dispatch to your descendants of the Feng family. "

"Do you understand now? The scenery you have today is the result of your grandfather Feng Tian's raising one head after another. It was obtained by betraying the information of your companions. It was also saved by our Wang family... for you!"

"How about it, Master Fenghui? Your grandfather never told you about his glorious deeds, did he?"

next second.

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Feng Zhenghao fell to his knees in Wang Ai's unbelievable eyes.

"Feng...President Feng, you, what are you?"

"So it turns out that I have always been indebted to the Wang family's kindness but I didn't know it. I was complacent when I was called a tenth guy, and I was even so arrogant that I thought I could be on an equal footing with my predecessors."

"I..." Feng Zhenghao's face was full of remorse, "I really..."

"Hmph! Feng Zhenghao, don't come here! Just tell me, old man, I really don't like you!"

"You should be displeased with me, kid." Feng Laohu's tone was full of sincerity and fear, "Thinking of my ugly appearance in front of my seniors, I can't wait to find a crack in the ground!"

"My kneeling is not directed at you, senior, but to thank your father for keeping me from the Feng family!"

As he said that, Feng Zhenghao knelt down again and grabbed the ground with his head again.

"Old man, from now on, I, Feng Zhenghao, will only follow your lead, Mr. Wang Ai!
Your business is my Feng Zhenghao's business!

What you want to do, the world will do it for you! "

Wang Ai was stunned.

Is this man so sincere?

The old man hurriedly raised his hand: "Oh, what are you doing! Come on, come on, get up! Why bother?

I was just telling you about the past, don't think too much about it! "

"Just now you beat the kid, you should, it's the kid's fault, if you make a mistake, you have to accept the punishment." Feng Zhenghao firmly shook his head, "The meeting is still going on, old man, you should go back quickly! I will go back to you after kneeling and thinking for a while, kid .”

"That's... that's fine, let's see you later?"

"Congratulations to the old man..."

When Wang Ai walked away, a complicated look flashed in Feng Zhenghao's eyes.

But before thinking about other things, he was more interested in the "spirit" on the corpse of the little ant in front of him...

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