Chapter 15: Ling Feng's roar

Chapter One Zero Five Ling Feng's Roar
Standing in the courtyard, Ling Chengdao remained silent for a long time. Although he was unwilling to admit Ling Feng's words, the facts were like this and he couldn't change it anyway.
Some things, once they happen, it's too late even if you want to save them.
"Your eldest brother Ling Tian is dead." After a while, Ling Chengdao spit out a word.
"I know." Ling Feng has no sorrow or joy. Although Ling Tian is his brother, he has never regarded him as a brother.
Such a brother, Ling Feng never thought of admitting in the past, and death has nothing to do with him.
"Are you not at all sad?" Ling Chengdao looked at Ling Feng. He found that he had never understood this son carefully from beginning to end, and he hadn't said much of what he had said over the past ten years.
"Should I shed a few tears for the elder brother who keeps telling me to be a cheap seed?" Ling Feng asked, with a sad smile on his face.
Ling Chengdao's body trembled slightly, and he uttered a word between his teeth: "In any case, he is your elder brother, and the same blood is flowing in your body."
"So what?" Ling Feng spoke like a thorn, and every sentence was like a sharp knife inserted into Ling Chengdao's chest, and his heart was bleeding.
For some reason, he regretted it very much in his heart. He had known it earlier that even if one tenth of his concern for Ling Tian was placed on Ling Feng, it would not be the case.
Father and son talked like two strangers.
"I want you to be the heir of the Ling family Patriarch." Ling Chengdao took a deep breath and stared at Ling Feng, hoping to get the answer he wanted.
When Ling Feng heard the words, he smiled sadly: "Father, can I understand that this is your compensation to me? Or in your heart, my other brothers and sisters are some waste, unable to bear the burden of the heir of the Ling family. ?"
Ling Chengdao was not taken lightly by Ling Feng. If Ling Feng wasn't the only one who could be the head of the Ling family, he would like to slap this unfilial son to death.
But every word Ling Feng said was the deepest thought in his heart, because now, it is true that only Ling Feng can bear the burden of the heir of the Ling family.
Seeing Ling Chengdao's silence, Ling Feng's heart was dripping with blood, and he smiled sadly: "Father, since childhood, apart from Ling Tian and Ling Bingdie, have you cared about other children?
No! You never! Or in your heart, no one else is worthy to be your child, just a wicked obstacle left by your quick tempo.
But those of us wicked obstacles have never lost the face of the Ling family. Even outside, we dare not call ourselves your children of Ling Chengdao, because in this way, we will only be looked down upon by others!
Ling Tian and Ling Bingdie were right. We are just cultivators, because our fathers look down on us, so what qualifications do they have for others to look up to?
But you have thought that Ling Tian and Ling Bingdie will have today. In fact, you can’t blame others. The root cause is you, because you spoil them too much and make them arrogant and arrogant. You don’t know that this is doomed to them. ending! "
Ling Feng got more and more excited as he spoke, as if he had vomited all the words that had been held in his heart for more than ten or twenty years. After speaking, he felt relieved.
He had never dreamed of it, and he would speak to Ling Chengdao in this tone one day.
In addition to being silent, Ling Chengdao was still silent!
His face was ugly, and he covered his chest with one hand, revealing an expression of pain. Every word of Ling Feng was like a sharp sword, stabbing his heart with one sword and one sword.
Ling Chengdao wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak, because what Ling Feng said was the truth.
The characters of Ling Tian and Ling Bingdie were caused by him. He regretted it, but unfortunately there was no regret medicine in this world.
Perhaps it wasn't just Ling Feng who thought so, but his other children thought so too, but they didn't dare to talk to Ling Chengdao like that, and they didn't even have the chance to meet Ling Chengdao.
"Puff!" Suddenly, Ling Feng's knees softened and he knelt directly on the ground.
"What are you doing!" Ling Chengdao suddenly woke up, not knowing what Ling Feng meant. The words just now made Ling Chengdao look at Ling Feng with admiration.
He had already determined in his heart that Ling Feng, the son, might not be weaker than Ling Tian.
"Father, I can't afford to be the heir of the Ling family, and I don't want to take it. I just want to be free and unrestrained to pursue my path to the strong, and I beg my father to fulfill it." Ling Feng finished speaking, his head was heavy. Knocking on the ground, his tone is absolutely incomparable.
Ling Chengdao trembled violently, stepped back several steps before stabilizing his figure, and for a moment he felt tens of years old.
Before he came, he originally thought that Ling Feng would agree to his request without hesitation, but how could he have thought of how disdainful Ling Feng the heir to the Ling Family Patriarch in his heart was.
The heir to the head of the Ling family, in the eyes of others, it is majestic, but in the eyes of Ling Feng, it is nothing more than the same, even a prison that restrains his growth.
"If I help you save Xiao Fan, you are willing to agree to my request." Ling Chengdao took a deep breath. He was very unwilling and still didn't want to miss this opportunity.
"The third one? What's wrong with the third one?" Ling Feng stood up suddenly, a monstrous hostility emanated from him, and the void was burning with blazing black flames, violent, fierce, and the sacred breath swept all directions.
Feeling the breath of Ling Feng's body, Ling Chengdao was slightly surprised, he found that he still underestimated this son too much.
"The Ye Family's contest to recruit relatives, the Chu Family, Lei Family, Jiang Family, Wu Family, and Gongsun Family will find ways to put Xiao Fan to death. Even the Huangfu Family is hesitating. This time, Xiao Fan must be in a disaster." Ling Chengdao said.
As long as Ling Feng can be the heir of the Ling family's Patriarch, Ling Chengdao has already planned to fight those big families against Xiao Fan.
"If I promise you, would you be willing to help me save the third child?" Ling Feng seriously doubted that Ling Bingdie died in Xiao Fan's hands. With Ling Chengdao's character, would Xiao Fan be spared?
"Yes, even though he killed Bingdie, my Ling family can't go down. I need to be borne by myself." Ling Chengdao nodded.
"Okay, I promise you!" Ling Feng said without hesitation without thinking.
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At this moment, Yefu Performing Martial Arts Field.
"The first ring, Xiao Fansheng!"
On the No. 1 ring, a figure was slapped away, and then an old voice sounded.
The eyes of the crowd fell on the No. 1 ring one after another, and a young man in black robes stood above him, his expression calm and indifferent, scanning the surroundings.
The martial arts field is very wide and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. In the center is an open field. In the center of the field, there are nine huge arenas.
The audience seats around were full, and there were even dense figures standing outside.
The little princess of the Ye family competed in martial arts to recruit relatives. Ye family's management was not so strong. Almost all the young talents of the Unparalleled Holy City gathered here.
Everyone wants to be the son-in-law of the Ye family. Once they succeed, they will not only be able to embrace the beauty, but also soar into the sky.
Xiao Fan stared at the people around him, and said indifferently, "Next."