"Ling Feng, what did the ancestor of your Ling family do to lose his conscience?

"Ling Feng, if you lie more reasonably and say that you have been able to inherit the inheritance of the Taixuan Venerable, we may still believe it, but you say that you are a brother and sister to the Taixuan Venerable, what is the identity of the Taixuan Venerable? What is your identity, and you are also worthy?"

"Ling Feng, your kid's words are blaspheming the status of the Taixuan Venerable in our hearts, and with this alone, it is not enough for you to die a hundred times. ”

At this moment, not only did no one believe what Ling Feng said, but they also felt that Ling Feng's move was to blaspheme and slander the prestige of the Taixuan Venerable, which was tantamount to digging his own grave, and even Ao Bingyue had doubts about Ling Feng.

"Ling Feng, if you're not sure, give up on me. ”

Ao Bingyue was like a boneless puppet, her nose was sore, two lines of tears rolled down her cheeks, and she repeated in despair: "I really don't blame you, I really don't blame you......"

Even if Ling Feng could really prove that the Nine Heavens Phoenix Diagram was fake?

There are also broken worlds, Chen Wuxiang, thousands of family disciples under the rostrum, so many candidates, equal to thousands of mountains, how could Ling Feng turn them all over?

"You have to brew emotions in the last pit, what are you anxious about?"

Ling Feng patted Ao Bingyue's trembling shoulders and smiled with relief.

Hearing Ling Feng's vulgar analogy, Ao Bingyuexiang's cheeks puffed out, and she forcibly resisted the urge to laugh.

She suddenly felt that although Ling Feng was very sloppy and vulgar, she spoke vulgarly. She was very aggressive, but she didn't have a trace of disgust, and the more she looked at it, the more pleasing it became.

This stark contrast. It made her a little baffled.

"Ling Feng, you boast that you are a friend of Venerable Taixuan, right?"

Seeing Ling Feng's dirty claws touching Ao Bingyue's slender shoulder, Chu Soul Aotian's eyes became even more gloomy, and said, "Since you and Venerable Taixuan are friends, Venerable Taixuan must have also taught him the skills of painting before leaving, if you can bring you here." The hen in the picture of the hen falling into the water that no one picked on the rotten street came out of the painting alive. The prince believes you're not lying. ”

"Yes, yes, Ling Feng, if you can turn decay into magic, let the hen in that painting come out of the painting alive. Not only do we believe that between heaven and earth, there really exists such a mysterious painting technique as 'painting the void and condensing the solid', but we also believe that you and the Venerable Taixuan are friends. ”

Under the rostrum, countless mouths agreed with Chu Soul Aotian's point of view.

Everyone waited to see Ling Feng's joke, and the hen could really come out of the painting alive, unless the sun rose in the west.

"Qingzhu, your brother really can't justify himself this time. ”

Ziying said excitedly: "I thought your brother was extraordinary, but it turned out to be nothing more than that, hey." Why does such a person attract the attention of 'her'? ”

"Senior Sister Ziying, Xiaofeng will never fight an uncertain battle, let's wait and see what happens. ”

Ling Qingzhu frowned. She wanted to break her brain, and she couldn't understand the dead thing in the painting, how could she come out of the painting alive?

But Ling Feng has broken her cognition again and again, from the Ling family, Bijiazhuang auction, Dan Meng to defeat Yang Dingtian. 1. Turning decay into magic......

Although Ling Qingzhu felt that Ling Feng had planted it this time, he put Ling Feng's younger brother on the table. She thought she was unlucky, so she could only support Ling Feng to the end without compensation.

"Miss Qingzhu, this time is different from the past, when the young master competed with others in the past, the young master took the initiative to propose it. ”

Lan Fang analyzed carefully: "This time, it was Chu Soul Aotian who took the initiative to force the young master to perform the stunt of 'Condensing Void Flowers', the young master must not be prepared at all, and he was caught off guard, I am afraid that it is really hanging if he wants to win." ”

Ling Feng and Cai Xin thought so, and a look of worry flashed in their eyes.

Ling Feng really went overboard this time.

But Ling Feng has thick skin and thick flesh, and he looks shameless, no matter how he scolds, he will take it as the wind in his ears, and the two girls can only pour out their anger on Ao Bingyue, a harmful spirit, staring at Ao Bingyue on the rostrum, their eyes are full of anger.

"What's the matter, Ling Feng, didn't you just swear that you were friends with Venerable Taixuan?"

Seeing Ling Feng's ugly face, Chu Soul Aotian sneered: "Why are you cowardly at this moment? If you can't draw a virtual and solid picture, you will roll off the rostrum, kneel down obediently like a dog, and wait for this prince to deal with trivial matters, and then take your dog's life." ”

"Chu Soul Aotian, are you deaf? Uncle Ben has said many times that what was given to Bingyue was a picture of a phoenix spreading its wings, not a picture of a hen falling into the water. ”

Ling Feng rolled his eyelids and said.

"Ling Feng, even if you paint four different creatures in the scroll that no one wants on the street, you dare to call yourself a phoenix?

There were dozens of family disciples in the audience.

Ling Feng has become the object of their after-dinner play.

"Okay, I'm Ling Feng just opened my mouth, I can't say you, you say that the hen is the mother, uncle, I admit it. ”

Ling Feng said indifferently: "The reason why Uncle Ben hesitated just now is because he is thinking about whether the hen will be roasted or stewed after it comes out of the painting." ”

"When death is imminent, he still pretends to be. ”

Chu Soul Aotian's patience limit has also reached the limit, and said: "Ling Feng, let us see quickly, what is the meaning of condensation and transformation of reality, this prince and thousands of people in the audience will wait and see." ”

After that, Chu Soul shook his robe, and Shi Shiran sat down, waiting to see Ling Feng's joke.

"Xiong Da, bring the painting of the boss. ”

Ling Feng raised his hand, and said with a heroic voice.

"Boss, do you really want to perform the trick of drawing virtual solidity?"

Xiong Da was naturally confused at the moment, although he believed in Ling Feng very much, but it was too ridiculous to let the dead thing in the painting come out of the painting.

After hesitating for a moment, Xiong Da was still busy finding the box made of sandalwood at the bottom from the stacked gifts as high as a mountain, and then opened the box and handed the painting inside to Ling Feng.

"Wait. ”

Li Wuxian suddenly stood up and stopped: "Great Prince, Ling Feng is a very evil person, you have already seen this, lest he secretly do something that we don't know, this painting must not pass through his hands." ”

"Hehe, this stubble prince almost forgot. ”

Although Chu Soul Aotian was very confident and let the dead thing in the painting come out of the painting alive, it was absolutely impossible for this ridiculous thing to appear under his nose.

But Ling Feng is indeed a very evil person, and the Dan Alliance is trying to frustrate Yang Dingtian's matter, because Chu Soul Aotian was not present, so he will not investigate it for the time being, but just now he can see with his own eyes that Ling Feng has opened the weapon spirit of the Ice Spirit Sword in front of everyone.

Even the spirit in the sword can be activated by Ling Feng, maybe he really has the ability to make the dead thing in the painting appear alive in front of everyone's eyes.

For the sake of safety, Chu Soul Aotian still decided to act according to the meaning of Li Wuxian, and said: "Ling Feng, let Bingyue hold that painting, you are one foot away from the picture scroll, what the hell does this prince want to see you, how to turn decay into magic." ”

When these words fell, Ling Feng's face turned pale and blue.

A look of understanding appeared in Chu Soul Aotian's eyes, and as he expected, if Ling Feng was allowed to make contact with his hand and the scroll, maybe it was really possible to conjure a chicken like magic.

"Haha, Ling Feng, your kid's little tricks that can't reach the hall of elegance have nowhere to play now. ”

Li Wuxian's eyes also flashed with a hint of understanding.

Although, he really didn't know why Ling Feng was so mysterious and so evil. (