Ling Feng is the young sect leader and an inner disciple. He has the right to include an outer disciple for any identity. Of course, just don’t forget to tell the old man.

"yes!"

Uncle Li couldn't help but burst into tears, and he looked at his son with some guilt.

Li Hu didn't care much and said loudly with joy on his face: "Thank you, Young Master."

"By the way, Uncle Li, what happened in the martial arts hall recently? Why are so many people coming to the door to play?" Ling Feng suddenly remembered those unlucky foreigners and asked curiously.

"It's just a bunch of clowns. They want to buy the land in our martial arts hall, and the price is good. It can be said that this is the industry of our sect. Not to mention that the land deed is not with me, even if it's with me, I will not give up this foundation to them."

A trace of disdain flashed in Uncle Li's eyes.

"Oh? Is there any trouble?"

When Ling Feng heard this, he immediately lost interest. A group of ordinary people were trying to seize the land, and the ownership of the land was not in the hands of Uncle Li.

"No, these people come to challenge every day, but instead increase the practical experience of our martial arts disciples. They are all ordinary people, and they just talk and joke. Today is even more unlucky. Just as they were about to challenge, the leader of Yuanyang Sect came to the door. He thought these people were too noisy, so he took a lesson." Uncle Li said that Yuanyang Sect took action, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Father, their strength is getting stronger and stronger. If it weren't for the Yuanyang Sect's actions today, our martial arts school would not be able to get any benefits except you." Li Hu suddenly interrupted.

Uncle Li nodded: "Yes, how many of these people are good today are still good, they are warriors, and one of them has reached the level of dark energy. In this way, it seems that they still have some background?"

Uncle Li showed a look of confusion on his face.

"Father, you rarely pay attention to things outside and focus on martial arts schools. I recognize that some of them are the best in other foreign martial arts schools in the capital." Li Hu also discovered some clues at this time.

Ling Feng was not interested in participating in this matter, so he stood up: "Uncle Li, I'll leave this matter to you. I'll leave you a phone number. If you have any questions, you can call me. I will stay in the capital for a while and prepare to participate in the Newcomer League."

"Newcomer League! Is our sect finally going to participate in the Newcomer League again? OK! I wish the young master a success!" Uncle Li was so excited that he burst into tears when he heard this. A sign of the long-lasting prosperity of a hidden sect is that every newcomer League match can achieve good results. However, no one in their sect has participated for a long time.

"Well, I'll find me a new phone number and phone number. My phone may be monitored. I've caused some trouble recently. The people from the Crane Organization followed me in a dim way, so you should be careful."

Ling Feng couldn't help but feel a little headache when he thought of the Crane Organization.

"The young master is careful. One sect, three sects and seven sects have a common agreement. The battles of ancient warriors are not allowed to affect ordinary people. As for Hu'er and I, we are already from the sect, and we have long been careless about life and death. Moreover, I am an outer disciple of the open stronghold. Killing me is equivalent to challenging our sect. The Crane Organization will not be so unwise." A strong murderous aura emerged in Uncle Li's words, but unfortunately his strength was limited and his tone was somewhat helpless.

At this time, Ling Feng had some clarity in his heart: No wonder the old man asked him to come to the capital. In the capital, the other party was really worried. At least he would not have a blatant attack like Jiangnan City.

Li Hu had a lot of winks than him. While they were chatting, they had already gone out and quickly took a brand new mobile phone: "Young Master, can you see this mobile phone? There has been a certain prepayment of the phone number inside, and it can be used now."

"I'll call the old man."

After saying that, Ling Feng picked up his cell phone and dialed the familiar number.

"Hey, who?"

The old man sounded lazy in his familiar voice.

"Old man, where are you in Widow Liu's quilt?"

Ling Feng could vaguely hear other sounds around the old man.

There was a rustling sound across from the other side, and soon the old man's voice came again: "You little brat, your skin is itchy again, right? If you don't hit you for three days, how can you talk to the master?"

"Hehe, Master, Youdao is not to do bad things, not to be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door..." Ling Feng smiled thornyly on his face.

"Who is guilty... Is there anything wrong with you calling me? Have you gotten into trouble again? I won't wipe your butt anymore. I just fought with that dead Yin-Yang man, and I'm still having a sore waist and back pain!" The old man immediately used the topic to change **.

"That old man, I killed the young leader of Yuanyang Sect..." Ling Feng was silent for a moment and said with guilt.

"If you kill it, you will kill it...what? Who did you kill?" The old man on the other end of the phone said casually, then took out his ears, and asked again if he was not sure.

"The Young Master of Yuanyang Sect..." Ling Feng could only say it again.

"You little brat, now, get me back immediately! Your courage is getting bigger and bigger. No, you can hide yourself and I'll pick you up. I'm just going to relax for two days..." The old man on the other end of the phone immediately became anxious and heard the cold ringing ringing constantly.

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, old man, things are not bad enough yet."

Ling Feng was a little moved. Although the old man was not very polite, he was very good to him and his junior sister, and treated him as a son and daughter.

"You know, that old guy Yuan Yang Haoshi is just such a treasure, and he is the most protective of others. He knows that you will kill his son and you will not cut you into pieces and you will be my master!" The old man said angrily.

"Master, don't worry..."

"Wait, you actually called me master? Did you cause any trouble? Tell me together!"

"Old man..."

"Suddenly...it's normal this time."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "This is the thing..."

Ling Feng told the old man exactly what he met Yuan Yang Mu Qing, of course, what happened after seeing Yuan Yang Haoshi was inevitable.

"It's not bad. It's true that I have a bit of my demeanor back then. In this way, you should be able to handle it for the time being, so I won't be able to get over it for the time being. You can do this by yourself. Don't call me if you have nothing to do, I'm very busy!"
Chapter completed!