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After a heated discussion among the nine people, well, to be exact, it was six people, Long Xujing basically did not have any objections. Ling Tianfeng only hoped that the other few could speak less rubbish, and let Lian Yunmeng speak more with Ying Bilian;

The conclusion was made, Ling Tianfeng was the bait! No one had different intentions, but the role of the line fishing rod was controversial. Ling Tianfeng did not care what anyone else wanted to do, he only wanted Lian Yunmeng to be the fishhook, because the fishhook was closest to the bait.

When others asked why, Ling Tianfeng very innocently replied, "Fairy Maiden's martial arts are high, so it's very safe to be together with her."

How could Fairy Lian Yunmeng know the thoughts of exiled people? Seeing that had made such a request, she agreed.

This time, it was more like he was luring the snake out of its hole. He might as well take the initiative to defend and attack, but when he couldn't find the target, he could only use a trick to lure the target out before attacking. This operation became a Demon Hunt.

After the distribution, Ling Tianfeng was the bait, Lian Yunmeng was the hook, Ji Tiandao, Tang Xiao was the fish, the cabbage, and Ying Bilian was the fish. Long Xujing, on the other hand, was the fishing rod, and Long Xujing was just Long Xujing, the one who went fishing. Ling Tianfeng did not want Long Xujing to receive any injuries either. He also said that Long Xujing was a martial arts noob, who had poor sense of direction and no foresight.

The night was as cool as water, and the moon was as round as a plate.

The fifteenth moon was sixteen, and today was the sixteenth of August. The moon was even rounder and brighter, but the moon was not round.

A person sat alone in the room, looking at the silver jade plate, raising his cup to invite the moon, raising his neck to his throat, tears streaming down his face.

Ling Tianfeng thought about his parents who were far away on the 21st century, so was that the Mid-Autumn Festival? Would they miss him on the Mid-Autumn Festival? He had already left home for three years. Father, daughter, Ma, and the others, how were they? And Mianbaoqiang, does he have a girlfriend? He would take care of his father and his daughter, and miss the bread he made. And that woman … Ling Tianfeng thought of Little Xia. If it wasn't for her betrayal, Ling Tianfeng wouldn't be so sad that he would owe his so much that he wouldn't fly to Yunnan with Mianbaoqiang.

When he was a girl, he had Ouyang Feifei to accompany him day and night, but the mission that Su Lianying gave him was not easy to complete. Although he was a woman, he was very happy every day. He had kept those rich and handsome young men outside his room, played with those sour scholars who thought they were talented, and designed the Moon Hood to change the clothes of the women in this world. As a result, he gained fame and money.

That was the happiest day he had ever been here. Although he was happy, he had never once forgotten his own identity. He did not belong to this era, did not belong to this environment. There were so many beautiful women here. They were beautiful, warm, and gentle, and moved to the point that Ling Tianfeng didn't dare to touch them. He was afraid, afraid that one day he would return to his time. If he couldn't take it with him, how painful would it be? In the depths of his heart, there was a place where the world was prosperous and advanced. This was not important. What was important was that his parents were there! Ling Tianfeng had raised his parents for twenty odd years and never let them relax. He had not accomplished much to make his parents proud, had not given them a good daughter-in-law, and had not served them dutifully. He hated his ignorance and his incompetence. He hoped that one day, he would be able to go back and finish what he had failed to do.

But he could not control himself and fell in love with Ouyang Feifei, fell in love with him. Ouyang Feifei's soft lips, her considerate gentleness, Xue Qingying's dead set woman Qiao Chi, her sweet and moving smile. SShe could only choose to ignore Princess Han Man's clang towards him, but he could only ignore the heat of the Concubine Xiang. He could only face the heat of the Concubine Xiang like nothing and let her perish. In her days as a eunuch in the Golden Palace Kingdom Palace, she had tasted all sorts of things.

In a life or death battle, it was all thanks to Su Lianying. Yes, everything was done by Su Lianying. Sometimes, Ling Tianfeng thought that this might be his fate. Even if there wasn't the trigger for what Little Xia did, everything would have happened in a different way. He had no way of resisting his fate and could only calmly accept it. In the past, he would always think of her at the most dangerous times. She was like his lifesaver, allowing Ling Tianfeng to be fearless. But he also knew, Su Lianying might not necessarily be omnipotent, and many times, he would still have to rely on herself to resolve difficult situations. Ling Tianfeng loved and hated Su Lianying at the same time. The experience of living like this was so special that he would never forget it for the rest of his life. But she had also separated him from his family, so it would be hard for them to see each other again.

Now that he had the Dragon Roar Divine Sword, it was like having the rudder of a small boat. He was also working hard to make his own home, to create his own world without relying on Su Lianying, even at the cost of his own life.

Other than the Dragon Roar Divine Sword, he had an endless amount of wealth. He basically monopolized this market. Many people tried to follow his example and took up a small part of the market. However, the most resounding brand in the six countries was still the pretty lady! The wealth that the beautiful woman had brought, as well as the caravan she had raised in the Golden Palace Palace, were enough for him to do what he wanted with sufficient money. No matter what era it was, money was omnipotent. He only hoped that Xiao Yunan would be able to train out his Mi Qingqi army as soon as possible. He believed that the modern training philosophy would definitely be able to train out an invincible master that could not be trained in this era. He also needed all kinds of talented people, especially news. Wherever he went, he needed to be able to keep abreast of the latest developments in the six countries. Information is important no matter what age it is. As for obtaining the information, he had to rely on money.

Demonic Cult, so be it. Ling Tianfeng wasn't some famous upright clan, he didn't have any prejudice against Demonic Cult, he didn't think there was anything bad about Demonic Cult. Many times, a true villain is much more beloved than a hypocrite. Even the soil of Demonic Cult is also real. Moreover, there were cute people in the Demonic Cult. thought of Lei Zhe. Although he was a Young Master Of The Demonic Sect, he was very straightforward and smart. Hating Yi Baiyu was something the two of them had in common. Just from this point, Ling Tianfeng liked him a lot, but no, the Dragon Roar Divine Sword had determined their opposing party's relationship. Furthermore, Ling Tianfeng would not sit around and watch his Demonic Cult being destroyed. He was a modern man, and he knew the value of life. Everyone has the right to live, and no one has the right to be deprived of it.

Ling Tianfeng's mind was in a mess, he thought about how Xue Qingying was reluctant to leave, Ling Tianfeng drank a cup, then looked at the moon and muttered:

"Only the Young Master Ling has such a clear reputation. The words and conception that they have are mysterious and far away, shocking people to the extreme. Is Young Master Ling homesick? Or is he thinking about his beloved? " Lian Yunmeng's moving voice that was like a clear spring came into his ears.

Ling Tianfeng tilted his head and glanced at Lian Yunmeng, smiling slightly, he did not answer her question.

Lian Yunmeng's lips curved up in a smile, and said indifferently: Yun Meng is just a piece of scum, where did your identity come from? Young Master Ling is behaving well. "

Ling Tianfeng waved his wine in front of Lian Yunmeng: "Do you want me to drink?"

Lian Yunmeng smiled as she shook her head: "Yunmeng only drinks water."

Ling Tianfeng poured a cup and drank it all up, then smiled bitterly: "If this goddess doesn't have any worries, naturally, you don't need to drink. As the saying goes, a single drunkenness dispels a thousand worries. If you drink two more cups, you might really forget everything. " Pausing for a moment, he continued, "Does goddess know about Chang'e's story of running to the moon?"

Lian Yunmeng shook her head: "I don't know."

Ling Tianfeng shook his head as he fed the Jade Emperor Immortal Pellet to him. Then, and Chang'e decided to ascend to the Immortal World. Chang'e, however, was too curious about the elixir and drank the elixir soup before telling the story of how she was forced to run into the moon. After that, he said, "Chang'e should regret stealing the spiritual medicine, a blue sea and a clear night's heart. Do you think Chang'e from the Moon Palace would be lonely? Would she have regretted not waiting for Houyi to finish the pill that day? I think she will. Loneliness is the most tormenting thing. When loneliness comes surging in all directions, will it be annihilation or despair? "

Lian Yunmeng frowned, and thought for a while. "Yunmeng never knew what loneliness was, because Yunmeng's heart was filled with dreams, for the common people, for the world, for the Brilliant Sword Heart, with a direction and goal in her heart. As long as she works hard, she would not be empty, nor would she feel lonely."

Ling Tianfeng laughed, "My life is short, why would I lament over it? Tian Fei had received his teachings, and the fairy's words were worth more than ten years of study. Alright, Tianliang [1]. Fairy, rest early. Tomorrow, we will begin our Demon Hunt Squad. We fought side by side, and I was noble for once, for the living, for the world, haha. "

Seeing that Ling Tianfeng had pulled himself together, Lian Yunmeng revealed a pleased smile, "Young Master Ling is not an ordinary person, there's no need for Yun Meng to say anymore, I hope everything goes well tomorrow, good night."

"I am sorry that I am unworthy of such praise. To be able to share a bright moon with a fairy is truly a blessing of three lives." "This Ling's sadness and loneliness is not worth mentioning compared to the lives of the world. It's insignificant and laughable. I will head back to my room now to reflect on my mistakes and repent, and hope that Buddha will forgive me. Good night."

Lian Yunmeng's words enlightened Ling Tianfeng. Actually, no matter if it was in the modern or ancient times, earth or space, as long as she worked hard and succeeded, her parents would find out sooner or later. If it weren't for this era, how could he have achieved her current achievements? There would be gains and losses. Nian Ying's existence also caused Ling Tianfeng to firmly believe that there would be a day where he could travel through space and time to return to his era. Now, she had to stay here and fight for her life.

Tomorrow, the sun will be new, and history will turn the page as well. Ling Tianfeng will definitely make his Dragon's Roar Sword Technique famous throughout the world, Demonic Cult, come!