The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

Chapter 439



Chapter 439

"Why! Why! I'm already a fairy!" Ling Feng, dressed in red, vented his anger crazily on the lake.

Puzzled, resentful, resentful...

Why did he still fail when he was already in harmony with the Daoist world?

Just like the selected goods, they are at the mercy of others!

As an ordinary person, you can't resist your own destiny?

Sitting down on the lake in embarrassment, looking at the scenery around him like a mirror, Ling Feng no longer had the confidence to grasp the overall situation as before, but more resentment towards the world.

Imprisoned in the void for countless years, dormant in the ring to bear the humiliation.

Finally, he made a plan to be an immortal, but he was picked up like a discarded garbage, and the fruit was picked!

Not reconciled!

Really not reconciled!

Obviously his plan was flawless, but in the end he was defeated by the destiny?

"Hahaha! My whole life is a joke!" Ling Feng lay on his back on the lake, suddenly feeling bored.

I was jumping up and down like a supporting clown jumping up and down in a book.

No matter how hard I try, I will definitely die in the hands of the protagonist in the end.

If you become the supreme being, absorb all practitioners, and make this world a world without monks, everyone can only succeed by working hard.

Wouldn't it be nice to have such a world where everyone is like a dragon?

Ling Feng never thought that there was anything wrong with his thinking, this was the justice in his heart.

It's a pity that this world has never been fair, and I am just a stepping stone for others in the end!

Ling Feng, who has been in the world together, also took a look at the essence of this world.

Everyone is just a marionette of the world...

I am just a pawn in the hands of the immortal!

At this moment, Ling Feng realized something, he laughed at the stupidity of those mortals, but why wasn't he stupid?

Countless scenes flashed through my mind, and finally I fixed on Ouyang who was wearing a blue shirt.

The chess pieces outside the chessboard are just not placed on the chessboard!

All idiots!All idiots!

Just as Ling Feng laughed at everyone, the space was distorted, and Leng Qingsong, dressed in black, flew into the space.

Leng Qingsong, who flew into the dog's stomach, barely stopped to check, Jian Guang was faster than him, and arrived at Ling Feng's face in an instant.

"Wait a minute! I have something to say..." Ling Feng said quickly.

But Leng Qingsong didn't have the slightest intention to stop, the sword light had arrived, and the endless anger calmly vented on Ling Feng.

There are no rules, no dao rhymes, and even no real essence.

Instead, he simply covered the body of the sword with his own soul, venting his anger with a single sword.

In the rain of swords all over the sky, Ling Feng was cut into countless pieces in an instant, and dissipated directly in front of Leng Qingsong.

Feeling that there was no longer any breath of Ling Feng around, Leng Qingsong suddenly raised the supreme sword intent again.

Like a waterfall, it ripples back and forth dozens of times in the entire space.

Make sure Ling Feng disappears from particle form.

Leng Qingsong put away his sword, looked at the empty lake in front of him and said in a low voice: "Brother said that the villain died of talking too much! Also, don't wear red clothes in your next life!"

Ouyang taught Leng Qingsong since he was a child, don't talk nonsense when you meet an enemy, chop the opponent first before talking.

Nonsense nonsense, others wait for the skills to cool down, are you waiting to die?

Leng Qingsong has always kept such earnest teachings in his heart.

So as long as Leng Qingsong made a move, that would be the case, taking the other party's life directly, and never giving the other party a chance to speak!

Leng Qingsong glanced at Ling Feng whose soul had been chopped into countless pieces by him, turned and left without any nostalgia.

After getting out of the dog's stomach, Leng Qingsong subconsciously looked for Ouyang, and when he saw Ouyang, he felt relieved.

Where there is an elder brother, he just listens to his elder brother.

Wherever the elder brother saw, it was when his sword crossed his heart.

When seeing the ball of white in Ouyang's hand, Leng Qingsong couldn't help but his heart skipped a beat, and he came to Ouyang's side in an instant.

Ouyang was weighing the little white snake in his hand up and down to see if it was enough for a meal.

"Brother!" Leng Qingsong said weakly, looking at Ouyang pleadingly.

Ouyang cast a sideways glance at the good-for-nothing boy in front of him, which really broke his heart.

"Here, this little guy will be yours from now on!" Ouyang handed the little white snake to Leng Qingsong.

The little white snake weighed by Ouyang shook his head.

The little white snake also seemed to feel the aura of Leng Qingsong that made him feel close, so he straightened up lazily, looked at Ouyang suspiciously, and then looked at Leng Qingsong.

It seems that he is worrying about where he should go.

In the end, the little white snake spit out a pink snake letter, as if making up some kind of determination, it swam towards Leng Qingsong.

Leng Qingsong cautiously stretched out his hand to catch the little white snake, it was so white and flawless, and so small, it wasn't even a monster, just an ordinary little white snake.

The fragile ones seem to die if they are not taken care of well.

Is this the explanation given to me by my master and brother?

Xiaoyue died because of the world, and lived because of the world.

Caused a murder and then made up for it with his body, so he got such a new life?

Leng Qingsong sighed slightly in his heart, in a trance, a girl in a red dress appeared in front of him, and then he felt comforted in his heart.

Looking down at such a small life, a smile appeared on Leng Qingsong's face.

That's fine, you don't have to bear any fate anymore, it's fine to be with me like this!

Looking at the sleeping little white snake, a smile appeared on Leng Qingsong's face, and Ouyang's goosebumps rose from seeing it.

This kid is so nasty today, he is not as cold as before.

"This little guy doesn't have a name yet, let me come up with a name!" Ouyang's eyes lit up, and he reminded confidently.

Naming or something, I am the best at it!

Hearing Ouyang's words, the Mao Mao, the bum, and the pretty boy in the distance were shocked, and looked expectantly at the pensive Ouyang.

And Leng Qingsong immediately refused: "Don't bother brother, I will do it myself!"

Ouyang looked at Leng Qingsong with some dissatisfaction, how could this kid have a wife and forget his mother?

Just now I had an idea like a little genius, and said to Leng Qingsong unwillingly: "Baitiao, Latiao...what a good name, easy to remember and unique!"

As expected, such an expression appeared on the faces of the three pets.

It's not good to ask this big guy to name it. As the deepest victims, they have a very right to speak.

Leng Qingsong looked at his brother apologetically, his brother's education level has always been flawed.

"Did you plan in your mind that I have a low level of education?" Ouyang looked at Leng Qingsong vigilantly and asked.

Leng Qingsong carefully covered the white snake, smiled at Ouyang and said:

"Mu Wu!"

The so-called:

"The sun rises with mist and dew, and the green pines are like ointment!"


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