Chapter 1055: acting

The morning light broke through and looked out of the mountains to disperse the darkness above the trees, roads and earth.
After Feng Xiang greeted the strong neutrals on the terrace, he suddenly felt a sense and turned his head toward the east.
Feng Xinxiao's steps are calm, like the green pine rooted on the cliff, every step throws a sound. There were countless circular arcs in his eyes that suddenly condensed, and he looked over at this time. Two sharp eyes converged in the air, causing a roar, like silver lightning falling from the sky, and touching each other, making a noisy sound.
But the strange thing is that there are only bursts of roar, and there is no stirring spiritual power to spread out.
The emperor cultivated that the mastery of every inch of skin and every cell of the body has already been refined, and one can not add one bird, one fly cannot fall, and it can even relax the aura in Dan Lake. Without leaving any traces, you can move with your heart.
Seeing this scene, King Kong narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew in his heart that although he could do this, he certainly wouldn't be so relaxed, leaving room for nothing.
As for Ouyang Ming, his face is unpredictable and elusive. Breathing and breathing, gently spit out the turbid gas in the chest.
Xiao Hong's figure moved slightly, jumping from the top of Rhubarb's head to his shoulders, his slender legs gently tipped, attached to Ouyang Ming's ears, and moved his eyes to the Phoenix Totem, his face mysteriously said: "Little Mingzi, tell you a secret. I heard from my grandpa that if the Phoenix Totem emits a purple light, the spirit of the entire progenitor will boil, and the Phoenix family that inspires this kind of vision will get unimaginable benefits, great inheritance."
He blinked his big eyes, and those eyes were full of envy. However, no matter how great the benefits Ouyang Ming gets, he will not have the slightest jealousy.
"Really?" Ouyang Ming looked curious.
Xiaohong's eyes flashed twice, his tone weaker: "It should be true, Grandpa has never lied to me." When he talked about Grandpa, little stars flashed in his eyes, all proud.
Grandpa in his mouth is Feng Mu.
Ouyang Ming's heart warmed, and he could naturally hear Xiaohong's reliance on his grandfather. This reliance was very similar to his reliance on the old craftsman's head when he was still in the barracks. Glanced over the high platform.
Above the platform, Feng Yun sat beside Feng Xiang.
He is the main representative of the neutral school this time. His strength is unmatched. He is astonishing and virtuous. He is also deserved to sit beside Fengxiang, and is one of the characters that Fengxiang and Feng Xinxiao must be pleased with. .
Feng Yun gave a slight chin, looked at the totem in the middle of the terrace, his eyes revealing a pondering color, and laughed lightly: "Brother Feng Xiang, you have a lot of knowledge, there is an amazing heritage in this totem, I don’t know if it is true or not ?"
Feng Xiang stunned slightly, but he suddenly calmed down and smiled bitterly: "Brother Feng Yun, you are deliberately making the question difficult for me. This problem has plagued the Feng family for more than 10,000 years. Even if I want to say it, I don’t know!
He said, blinking his eyes gently, his voice just dropped, and his eyes glanced at Ouyang Ming casually, with a deep meaning.
Feng Xinxiao's fingers lightly tapped on the chair surface, and said coldly: "It's almost time, let's compare!"
Before Feng Xiang nodded, he made his own assertion, and the palm of his hand was gently closed, and a crackling voice came out of the palm. An old man with a greasy face suddenly walked to the field. He looked kind, slightly lowered, and smiled heartily: "The scumbag Feng Xiao, I have seen all the Taoists, and I am presiding over this competition. As we all know, cultivation is like sailing against the current. If you don’t keep the word "qin" in your heart, even if you are the pride of heaven, you won't find a avenue. , The idea of ​​learning the world without boundaries, it was only within the Feng clan." Although the words are beautiful, but if there is a point, the voice has not fallen, and countless pairs of eyes brushed like a probe. To Feng Ling. Vicious revenge girl: concubine's strategy
Fengling is extremely talented and famous in his homeland.
His remarks were obviously projected in the sand and told Feng Ling.
The sullen color in Feng Ling's eyes flashed away, his heart sneered, and he was ready to dismount the horse at the beginning. I want to see, how long can you be proud?
Feng Xiao smiled triumphantly, circled his eyes, and saw no one had objections. He arched: "Okay, everyone wants to come. We are all in a hurry. Since this is the case, let's start the competition. The first competition is the refiner, this is the Feng family. "Based on the foundation!" His words were simple and concise, spread out, and with a big wave, an old man with muddy eyes came out of the mist slowly.
The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, gullies, and blocked vitality, with some vicissitudes of decay.
Especially his hands, covered with thick calluses, stepped on the terrace and thumped. Every time a step is taken, the breath on the body is misty, and when he comes to the Feng Clan Totem, he has fully integrated into this world and resonates with the world. It seemed that if he didn't do this, the world would become crippled and incomplete, and there was a breath of peace around him.
"Master!" Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming's mind was blessed with the expression of the soul, and the secret in the heart was really deep.
The old man clenched his fist slightly, his voice loud, and said, "Under the Fengfeng Duxin, Master Ou, please!" Obviously, he had obtained the information of Ouyang Ming in advance, otherwise he could not be called Ouyang Ming Ou.
Ouyang Ming glanced at the old man, his fighting spirit surged, and he whispered: "Please."
Feng Duan's eyes flashed with brilliance, full of energy, and said: "Master Ou is careful, although the cultivation is only the peak of the Venerable, but he has never lost on forging!"
Ouyang Ming nodded gently, without refuting. This time, Feng Duxin was like striking a ball of cotton with great strength. This feeling of powerlessness made him extremely uncomfortable. He once tried a refiner with the Wan family, but opponents like Ouyang Ming never met.
Forcibly suppressing this idea, a majestic fighting spirit came out and stepped up step by step. The two men began to confront each other from this moment.
Feng Xiang's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he glanced at Feng Xinxiao with a pretentious look, and said coldly: "Even Xin Lao please come out, are you really unscrupulous?"
Feng Xinxiao didn't answer, but when he saw Feng Xiang's deflated expression, he couldn't tell the joy.
On the terrace, Feng Xiao exhaled hard, and looked at the two of them with deep eyes. He said secretly in his heart that this respect of the human race, even if the momentum does not fall, it seems that there are really a few brushes, but it is a pity.
Think about it, but you still have to do what you should do. Only his old long sleeves waved, his hands lifted, and a stream of light spread out, and a slap-sized small tripod fell on the battle platform. Mysterious artistic conception broke out, and countless bamboo slips were inserted into Xiaoding.
His hair was a little messy, flying everywhere, and said softly: "The equipment refined this time is random. In order to ensure fairness, I will temporarily cover up the heavens with the technique of Qimen Dunjia." said, gently against the void. Press, and then, a bamboo fly out of Xiaoding easily, spinning around in the aura, like a gyro. Queen of Rebirth Abilities
Feng Xiao's eyes narrowed, his right hand opened, and his violent suction exploded.
The bamboo stick came straight to the palm of his hand. On the bamboo stick, a two-word weapon was written side by side with a beautiful small seal.
He flipped his wrist, and for fairness, showed the side where the font was written towards the high platform. Shen said: "This round is for refining weapons. The two masters please."
Under the reverberation of the sound, the terrace was plunged into a strange quietness. Only the breeze was slow, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ouyang Ming and Feng Duxin.
Ouyang Ming spit out a white mist lightly, his thoughts moved, and there was a white flame in his palm, white as snow. Aura within Dan Lake surged, bursting out of the palm, the white flame suddenly ignited. A scorching air wave reverberated, the air above the flame twisted strangely, and even the penetrating sunlight could not fall.
Feng Duxin felt the scorching heat wave, sighed in his heart, so high temperature, forging equipment with this flame, the speed must be fast?
He no longer hesitated, a shadow of flame was reflected in his eyes, and the red flame in his hand lit up. Although this flame was not as stunning as the fire of Tianfeng, the temperature was also extremely high.
Suddenly, a loud voice said aloud: "How about the flames in Master Ou's hands... why have never heard of it? Could it be that he is not a phoenix, but a foreign aid?"
"Well, the white flames are indeed weird." Another pusher who had already been prepared immediately echoed.
"Huh, this is the Feng clan. How can foreign aid be allowed to stir up? If this is heard, how should the Wan clan look at my Feng clan?" The voice sounded in the other direction of the terrace, and the content of the words had been determined. This is a personal race. From the initial doubt to the current determination, there are only three sentences in total.
This time, like the explosive barrel was completely lit, all kinds of doubts sounded.
Feng Xin Xiao sneered in his heart, if it were not for you, the color of the flame is unique~EbookFREE.me~ I really have to work hard. His face looked cold, and he looked like Fengxiang, and his voice was like that from the Nine Nethers: "Fengxiang, you even asked for foreign aid. Where did this place the ancestor training of the Feng people?" Throw Fengxiang out.
Feng Xiang's eyes shrank inexplicably, his voice restrained: "Well, who said Master Ou is foreign aid? Is there any evidence?"
Feng Xinxiao's gaze has been glancing at Feng Xiang's face, and suddenly caught the pupil's miniature expression on the bottom of his eyes.
Moreover, listening to what he said later, there was also a bit of pretentiousness, and there was no worries in my heart.
He didn't know that that look was pretended by Feng Xiang. For the sake of lifelikeness, it was just at the point where Feng Xinxiao could perceive it. It can be said that what Feng Xinxiao sees now is what Feng Xiang wants him to see. He is falling into Feng Xiang's game step by step. As long as he mentions the blood test, then the big match, the outcome will be known.
Ouyang Ming controlled the fire of this phoenix, but part of his mind was staring at the high platform, and he secretly said in his heart that he was indeed an old monster. It was really unimaginable to speculate and grasp the mind.
Both are acting, depending on who is acting more realistically.