Feng Ling's eyes twitched, he rolled his eyes, and laughed and cursed in his heart, "What are these two guys doing? Do they want to ask me for medical expenses?"
"That's enough, say it quickly! Otherwise, I'll really let you go!" Seeing that the two of them still refused to change, they kept moving closer to him, and immediately dodged away. The man in purple said with a cold tone and looked at him unkindly.
"Hey, boss, show mercy!"
Hearing this, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou shuddered, then quickly let go of each other, pretending to be frightened and stepped forward to beg for mercy. Looking at their neat hands and feet, they looked like they were slightly injured.
"Why don't you pretend?" The man in purple curled his lips. After all, the two of them were almost high-level ghost masters, and there was no way they would be so inexperienced.
What's more, Feng Ling is still very measured in the severity of his attacks.
"Boss, at less than three o'clock today, the competition between the inner disciples will begin in advance in the duel arena!"
"That's right, that's right! As soon as we received the news, we ran to find the boss!"
Standing on either side of the man in purple, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou ignored each other's teasing and winked at each other to explain, especially the proud expressions on their faces, as if they were trying to please Feng Ling. .
"Sure enough, I knew that was the case!"
Knowing the purpose of their visit, Feng Ling couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head, sighing helplessly in his heart. He was really killed by these two guys!
Among the senior officials of Yuqing Sect, Ling Weiyun's clone was serving as an elder. How could he not know about such important changes and arrangements?
Originally, according to Feng Tianjue's intention, he was planning to hold a disciple competition this morning.
But for some unknown reason, the competition was postponed for a long time, forcing all the excited inner disciples to wait until noon to receive the specific notification.
No matter why the game time was delayed, when Feng Ling was in the midst of a breakthrough, he wished it would be as late as possible. As a result, the thief God was indeed very kind to him.
Feng Ling originally estimated that this period of time would be enough for him to break through before the end of the three-hour period, but who knows, he would have forgotten these two guys...
"Oh~, you two...are you sure it's three minutes later?" Thinking of this, Feng Ling sighed again, with a hint of sadness and anger in his complicated eyes.
"Yes, Master told us..." The thin disciple didn't react for a moment, frowned and muttered, and looked at the man in purple tentatively.
I thought to myself: Master, although he is a bit old and dishonest at ordinary times, there should be no need for him to fool us about such an important matter!
"Oh~, now there are only three minutes to go, and there is still one stick of incense left...!"
On the contrary, the fat disciple with wide eyes slapped his forehead fiercely, as if he remembered something, opened his mouth wide and exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"Uh..., shit, what happened, what happened...!"
Hearing this, Gou Bushou was a little stunned at first, and then thought of the consequences of being late, he couldn't help but raised his head and cursed angrily, panicking along with Zhu Bupang.
is it so serious?
The man in purple was extremely confused. He was just about to take the two of them to the duel field, but suddenly he thought of how complacent the two were before, and guessed that there was still time, so he kept looking at the two of them quietly.
"Boss, go change your clothes quickly!" The two people were in a hurry and kept spinning on the spot, but they saw the man in purple looking calm and unmoved.
They were almost so anxious that Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and said bitterly: "We are risking our lives here to wait for him, but he is..."
"Do you two want a prize?" The man in purple's eyes flashed, and he suddenly raised his head and said this, making people very confused.
"Prize?" As soon as these words came out, the fat and thin disciples were startled at the same time, and then they came back to their senses. With a hint of surprise in their eyes, they almost replied in unison: "Of course!"
"But you have to have a life to enjoy it! One of the elders who participated in the registration is Luo Bin!"
"Yes! Boss, if you don't leave, we will really be doomed!"
Obviously, what he, the boss, comes up with will definitely not be too bad, and anyone who doesn't want it is a fool, but the two of them still added sensibly.
"Humph! Are you two so afraid of him?"
Seeing that the two of them had anxious expressions and lowered their heads without answering, Feng Ling, who guessed their thoughts, immediately snorted and stopped teasing them.
"So many inner disciples are afraid of him... He is really "notorious"!"
After thinking secretly for a second, Feng Ling became even colder towards Elder Luo Bin.
During the core disciples' commentary meeting yesterday, Feng Tianjue had planned to give the rewards received by several people in Qicheng to his master, Elder Luo Bin, but what everyone did not expect was that the hook-nosed old man who was always the earliest to come was not present.
It was precisely because of this mistake that Feng Ling failed to see Elder Luo Bin. Naturally, it was impossible to guess whether the old guy had changed his character after receiving several lessons from the Yuqing Sect Leader.
but……
Isn’t this going to be seen soon?
"Suddenly—!" A powerful energy wave, like a flame, suddenly rose out of the purple-clothed man's body, taking the lead in removing the mottled blood stains on the purple-clothed man.
After that, as the man in purple spun, not only the smoke and dust from head to toe scattered, but even the pieces of rags on the ground that had been picked up by the strong wind were magically put back together...
"How is this possible...!" The fat and thin disciples who were still standing aside looked at each other with a look of horror on their faces, and the four legs were shaking slightly under the impact of this aura.
"Senior Ghost Master!"
Looking at the miraculous move of the man in purple, the fat and thin disciples exclaimed at the same time. Seeing that the other man just smiled and said nothing, he was immediately convinced.
This has reached the standard of a core disciple...!
Although Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou had noticed that Feng Ling and Hu Ba had extraordinary strength as early as when they fought against each other, they never expected that the new boss they chose would be so powerful. So strong!
Then, before they could figure out why the other party wanted to be among the inner disciples, the man in purple calmly took out a set of cyan clothes to serve the inner disciples and put them on without even taking a breath.
"Let's go!" Under the eyes of the two men who were twitching at the corners of their eyes, the man who was dressed as a disciple of the inner sect in blue said calmly and took the lead to walk outside Qiufengwan.
They say they are walking, but in fact, they are walking three meters in one step!
"Hey! Boss, wait for us!" Hearing two excited and weird voices coming from far behind, Feng Ling raised a bright smile at the corner of his mouth.
