Sword King Reborn

Ling Feng showed no mercy to the bronze lion's begging for mercy, so he just ate his own flesh and blood at it. Ling Feng couldn't let it go. The green flames gradually weakened, and it didn't seem to be as oppressive as the red flames before.

The feeling was strong, but it was this weak yet stable green flame that burned the three bronze lions until they paralyzed them to the ground.

Some of the three lion heads begged for mercy, and some cursed, but the melting process did not weaken at all. It didn't take long for the one-meter-long body to shrink a lot. They were frightened, panicked, regretful, and all kinds of things.

The emotions spread in the minds of the bronze lions. Just before they rushed into the secret door, they still controlled Lingfeng's fate, but just a door separated the difference between heaven and hell.

The coveted boys and girls didn't even have time to take a bite before they turned into copper water all over the ground. The unwilling humiliation made the copper lion finally explode, and the green flames spread over in an instant.

He suppressed the jumping copper lion, and in the blink of an eye, the green flames enveloped it into a round fireball, and ear-piercing screams kept coming from the fireball.

Ling Feng's eyes were closed tightly, and the sweat on his forehead was flowing down. You could clearly see the shining blood vessels between his arms, and what was constantly surging in the blood vessels was the Douzhi from Ling Feng's sea of ​​​​qi.

Almost all the majestic and powerful fighting power poured into the cauldron, and the green flames erupted again. After a "chi" sound, the three copper lions completely disappeared into the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and what was left behind was a

The copper water of the earth.

The extremely viscous copper water flowed back and forth in the Nine Dragon Cauldron, and while the green flames were tumbling, it could not evaporate the copper water again. Ling Feng's eyes lit up, and he clearly realized that the copper water was not ordinary copper water.

He gritted his teeth and turned the green flame into a red flame. The rolling copper water slowly solidified, and then under the constant stimulation of the red flame, it gradually solidified into a piece of one meter long, half a meter long.

Wide copper block.

After the copper block solidified, Ling Feng stopped inputting the power of fighting. At this time, the heat in the room began to fade away quickly, and the coolness of autumn hit his face. With his consciousness withdrawing from the Nine Dragon Cauldron, Ling Feng's body softened and he directly

It fell over.

Ye Wushang and others who came later only saw the unconscious Ling Feng and the square copper bricks on the ground. Other than that, there was no trace of any enemies. There were traces of destruction everywhere in Ling Feng's room.

Piaoye Residence was in a state of excitement. All the Frostwolf warriors were sent out. They searched the house more than a dozen times. In areas where Piaoye Residence was easily accessible, the usual two-man sentries were also posted.

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This night was spent in constant patrols and searches. A dozen miles away from Piaoyeju, a group of people wearing black night clothes were crawling here. The leader was a pretty woman, "Sir, over there

I don’t know what happened, but the whole house was brightly lit, I’m afraid it was;;

;;" The spy who came back did not dare to finish his words. He knew very well what tonight's actions meant to the saint in front of him. If she knew that she would return without success tonight, she might take her anger out on him.

, so the spy was obedient and didn't say anything.

"Go back." Su Xiaoqi was much more decisive than the spies expected, and she didn't show any signs of anger. A group of more than a dozen people quickly withdrew outside the Imperial College in the dark. In the blink of an eye, everyone was gone.

It was clean, and not long after they left, a group of Frostwolf warriors riding black wolves found this place.

When Ling Feng woke up, it was already the next morning, and the wound on his shoulder was mostly healed. Sha Tailang and Little Fox were guarding each other in front of the bed, but the person Ling Feng wanted to see was not here.

Wu Shang stood by the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the desolate autumn scenery, with a trace of inexplicable sadness on his face.

"Where's Ling Xue?" Ling Feng's first words made the expressions of the little fox and Sha Tailang change. "Let's go." The little fox lowered his head, not daring to look into Ling Feng's eyes. In fact, Ling Xue was there.

After saying those words to Ling Feng, she left Piaoyeju, alone in the night, without even the little fox noticing.

"Let's go." Ling Feng sat up and glanced in front of him in a daze. He was stunned for several seconds before coming back to his senses. "There is no such thing as a never-ending feast. No matter who it is, people are always coming and going.

Let's go, those who are always by your side and will never leave you are the ones you should care about the most." Ye Wushang did not look back, but his calm and slightly sad tone made Ling Feng feel inexplicably cold.

"Senior, when you say this at this time, I really can't muster the heart to fully understand." Ling Feng sighed. Everyone understands the truth, but not everyone can apply it to themselves.

Yes, Ling Feng knew very well that Ye Wushang's words were meant to remind him to open his mind, but he was not a saint. He really couldn't feel anything other than doubly regretful and sad.

Fortunately, Ling Feng is not a stubborn person. He also understands that Ling Xue cannot always be by his side. He just needs time to adapt to the departure of the closest people around him. The sun begins to rise slowly.

When the autumn sunshine shone through the window with a hint of red, Ling Feng lay back down again. He wanted to sleep again, and then seal all his attachment and reluctance to Ling Xue in his dreams.

But this sleep was enough to make him undergo earth-shaking changes. When Ling Feng woke up again, there were already more than a dozen palace deacons in Piaoye Curie. Without exception, these people were all sent by His Majesty the Emperor to summon Ling Feng.

It was windy, but after learning that Ling Feng was attacked and resting, these deacons all obediently waited on the first floor. So, in one morning, Emperor Raya sent out thirteen deacons and summoned the gold medal thirteen times in a row.

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There was already a quarrel in the palace hall. The two parties in the specific debate were still dominated by the military department and the cabinet. Li Musen, the head of the cabinet, fell into a disadvantage in a night of games. Not only did Ling Feng get his wish, he was promoted to the throne by His Majesty the Emperor and the military department.

Imperial Master, his title soared overnight, directly from first-class viscount to first-class earl. Counting the sixty-four nobles in the Raya Empire, there are only a few dozen people with the title of earl, and this number

Among the ten people, all of them are after the founding of the country.

"How can such a big arrogant person at such a young age be worthy of such a heavy responsibility?" A civil servant with a long flowing beard said angrily, and the voice of the general in heavy armor was like a bell, "If the Imperial Guard cannot get here, something must be delayed, Mr. Mo.

Your Majesty doesn't blame you for being late for morning appointments all year round. How come you are so heartless?"

The long-bearded civil servant's face suddenly froze. This official in the court had some problems from top to bottom. Now that he was found out, he was really unhappy. He cleared his throat and Master Mo was ready to use his many years of cultural accomplishment.

He had a good talk with this barbarian, but when the argument was about to turn into a scolding, His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the throne, spoke, "Everyone, please be patient."

Without saying too many words, His Majesty the Emperor just asked me to be quiet, and the hall fell silent instantly. The silence lasted for half an hour, until a deacon stumbled in and said, "Report to Your Majesty, Ling Feng is here."

"Quickly pass." Li Zongguang's eyes flashed. He asked the courtiers to be quiet. In fact, he was the most anxious one. After giving the order, amid the sound of bells and music, Ling Feng, dressed in plain robes, walked in.

A white cloth tie tied the hair into a

He has a simple ponytail, bright eyes and white teeth, and a face like a crown jewel. At the age of sixteen, he is the most youthful and energetic age. A pair of sword-shaped eyebrows slanting into his temples make him different from ordinary handsome scholars. He has an extra kind of man out of thin air.

Masculinity.

"What a young man." Many elderly courtiers sincerely praised him. This praise did not mean how handsome Ling Feng was. In fact, there were more handsome young men in the imperial capital than Ling Feng.

What they admired was this magnanimity. The sixteen-year-old boy stepped into the palace hall with his head held high and his chest high and majestic. There was no trace of cowardice. It was this that attracted the favor of the civil servants.

Not to mention the military attaches, Ling Feng's sword challenge to Duo Long is still fresh in his mind, and now he will be the national advisor appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. He can be regarded as a member of the military, just like his mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law.

The happier.

"Ling Feng listens to the order." The internal official standing next to the emperor unfolded the gold-rimmed scroll. Ling Feng immediately knelt down and frowned slightly. The deacon who brought him here was tight-lipped and did not tell him what he was going to do.

Ling Feng guessed that it was mostly because His Majesty the Emperor wanted to know the origin of his pills, but shouldn't he ask about such things in private? Why did he call him to the main hall directly?

Junzheng Hall, this is a place in the Raya Palace where only court ministers can come. Even if His Majesty the Emperor wants to meet with civilians, he will do so in the Junlin Hall on the side. A thin and thin voice spread throughout the hall, "Zhao Lingfeng

As the first national advisor of the empire, he was in charge of the empire's alchemy workshop. He was promoted to the first rank of count, his fiefdom remained unchanged, he was granted a thousand households, and he was granted a rank of official title."

Although they had known the result for a long time, the courtiers still exclaimed in unison. Li Musen looked at the young man kneeling here with complicated eyes. In less than a year, he had gone from an ordinary Imperial College student to a

Became equal to oneself

This made Li Musen feel a little sad in his heart. He quietly glanced at Li Zongguang on the throne. Li Musen sighed again. The affection in His Majesty's eyes was undisguised. From this aspect,

, he seems to have fallen out of favor.

It took Ling Feng a long time to realize that the target of the series of canonizations just now was actually himself. There were people who were happy and surprised in his ears. Various tones mixed with various emotions poured out towards Ling Feng.

Come, but he was confused. He openly challenged the Alchemy Alliance and caused the empire to be implicated. Shouldn't he be punished? Why did he throw such a big piece of pie here instead?

Ling Feng's confusion continued until he retired from the court. He stood in front of the important ministers in the court at a loss. Although the imperial advisor was a first-rank official, his status was prominent, so he was the only one who could sit with His Majesty in the court.

Man, sitting on the imperial chair that was made overnight, Ling Feng couldn't calm down for a long time. Just like that, he became famous?