"Feng Ying Mori is the prime minister of the Principality. He has been favored by the emperor in the world, but he has colluded with the enemy country in an attempt to usurp the throne. He is ashamed of my trust and the people of the Li people. This time, he has done a great job in fighting the rebellion, with a bounty of 100,000 coins, two pearls, and the title of Wu Ling, the son of the Wu family, as the champion, and two thousand households."
Waiting for the imperial decree to be announced, the Wuling family and Linghuxiong returned to Wufu. Wu Yu was full of excitement, worried about years of confidant troubles, and was finally wiped out. Since then, the Wu family has put power in the wild, and no one dares to look away. He hesitated for a while, and then looked a little unwilling: not being able to slash his enemies is really a great regret in his life.
"Boy, you don't want to participate in the martial arts competition. The old man will give you a champion directly. You go directly with the old man, and the old man will take you to meet the world." Linghu Xiong's face was red, and he was in the palace just now. After the courtesy of Emperor Tan Yan, warriors of his level no longer have much interest in secular money and beautiful women, but it is a very happy thing to be praised after all.
Wu Ling was taken aback, and immediately asked with interest: "Uncle Linghu, what is the relationship between you and my father? What is your identity? Wufeng Competition, such an important matter, seems like you have the final say. ."
Linghuxiong was just about to speak, when he saw Wu Yu, he wanted to say something, he squinted his eyes and said solemnly: "Boy, the identity of the old man, you will naturally know when the time comes. This is a secret. You can't easily divulge it. As for The relationship between the old man and your father, hehe, I have to ask your father who is wolfish ambition, nasty, inconsistent, and mud that can’t support the wall."
Linghuxiong became more and more proud as he spoke, and finally a flower appeared on his face, which was very relieved.
Wu Ling's face was a bit embarrassing. He knew that Linghuxiong was not malicious and was not easy to attack. He had to look at Wu Yu eagerly, hoping to get a convincing explanation.
"Ahem."
There was a long silence, and scenes of past events rushed in like tides, plucking his heartstrings. Wu Yu was even startled, with a smile at the corners of his mouth, and a few strands of black and white hair on top of his head moved with the wind, which was extremely cheerful. For a long time, I suddenly saw the three of Wu Ling looking at them strangely, and finally recovered, trying to hide something, but the lungs were functioning normally at this time, so they had to pretend to cough.
Wu Ling and the three of them were indifferent, still staring at Wu Yu eagerly, and Linghu's male thief stared at Wu Yu, his faces even showing a bad smile.
"Cough cough cough cough cough. Cough cough." Wu Yu increased his horsepower, but it caused an internal cough. The more he coughed, the more he wanted to cough, and he couldn't help it. "Cough cough cough."
Wu Ling and Xie Yuyan were awakened by the sound of "giant cough", and hurriedly came over to help the old man who had made the fake come true. Pat his chest and massage him smoothly.
While coughing violently, Wu Ling swept his eyes around his son next to him. Although he doesn’t have the feeling that a woman is born with, he is his own son. He grew up watching him. The changes in his son over the past year are so great that sometimes, he is worried about Wu. Did Ling change his person? However, he also recognized Wu Ling's eyes. Although these eyes have become mature and stable now, the naughty eyes that sometimes relax after seeing him unintentionally revealed. Yes, this is his son. Turning her head to look at Xie Yuyan, she cleverly patted her chest and massaged him smoothly. She was really a good boy.
"Yu Yan, have you ever thought about it one day?" Wu Yu clutched his chest, hesitated and stopped, hard to say.
Xie Yuyan was taken aback, "Father, how about one day?"
Wu Yu thought for a long time, and finally waved his hand. Before speaking, let the young man take care of the young man's affairs. He was old and couldn't control too much. Sometimes too much control will become a kind of restraint, and the gains outweigh the losses.
When he returned home, Ling Huxiong bid farewell to Wu Yu's family. Wu Ling personally took him to the door, but did not follow him. It’s not because of the Wufeng Competition. There is no Fengyinglin. As far as Wu Ling is concerned, the Wufeng Competition is indeed unattractive. However, he still has one thing on his mind. Can't let go, extremely uncomfortable.
The martial arts field of the Wu family is second to none in the entire Principality. There is nothing else. It is only because of the huge area of the Wu family that the Wu family started as a business, and all industries need to be guarded, and they are willing to spend money. Support a powerful guard.
This is the place where Wu Jia Erlang usually trains. The law of the Principality stipulates that each noble house can have a different number of private arms. It is not subject to the Emperor's restraint, and only obeys the orders of the nobles. The upper limit of the private armed forces of the Wu family is five. Hundreds of people.
Five hundred people were divided into ten teams. Everyone had a twelve-point spirit, standing tall and tall like a pine and cypress.
Wu Ling took firm footwork and walked at the forefront of the ten teams. Although his strength had not fully recovered, his face was full of smiles, because he felt that after the war, the martial arts were everywhere. A kind of vitality, like a lion that has been sleeping for many years, is about to take off.
The Feng Family was destroyed, and no family in the Principality of Wufeng dared to trouble the Wu Family. However, born in sorrow and died in peace, Wu Ling still felt a little worried about the guarding power of this family.
The Iron Forbidden Army of the Principality shocked him too much, the kind of momentum that swallowed the clouds and the waves, swept the world, the kind of murderous aura that permeated the entire sky, and made the warriors of the realm of easy bones tremble, left him. Too much shock. Compared with them, these sons of the family are really far behind.
The storm has just passed, and now the Principality is calm and peaceful. It is Fengyingsen who has died this time, and Fengjia has been destroyed. What will happen next time? What about next time
On the side of the couch, how can you allow others to snore? The moment the Feng Family was wiped out, Wu Ling inexplicably flashed this sentence in his mind: Yes, before, Emperor Tan Yan's confidant was Feng Yingsen, who would it be now
Yesterday, Wu Ling found Wu Yu, said some thoughts, and directly shocked Wu Yu in a cold sweat. He slapped his head, before he even had time to wear the court clothes, immediately rushed to the palace and asked the Emperor to remove some of the core of the Wu family. Right, Wu Yu was secretly afraid as he watched Emperor Tan Yan hiding his sword in his smile and making a reluctant grimace.
Seeing Wu Yu's horrified look, Wu Ling finally let go of a big rock in his heart. Judging from the series of events that happened before, Emperor Tan Yan seemed to be jealous of the Wu family. Otherwise, he would not Will hand over the economic lifeline of the principality to the martial artist. As long as the Wu family is not domineering and powerful, there shouldn't be much danger in a short time.
If something unexpected happens, before going to the imperial capital to find Linghuxiong, Wu Ling has also prepared for the worst: he will train a steel division for the martial artist, one that is comparable in strength. The lion of the imperial imperial army could also cover Wu Yu to escape when the accident happened.
However, this is not an easy task. Everyone of the imperial imperial army is a strong person who has cultivated to the realm of bone-changing. This can be called a real special force. Everyone will use their strength alone. They are more than twice as powerful as ordinary warriors, and the children of the warrior family obviously cannot reach this level.
Most of the Wujia erlangs are still in the realm of refining meat, and only less than half of the erlangs have reached the level of bone-changing. Moreover, most of these people are at the first level of bone-changing, and their personal ability is obviously different from the Royal Forbidden Army A grade.
Individuals can’t do it, so they can only rely on the power of groups.
A chopstick is easy to be broken by someone, but a chopstick requires that person to have some ability. This is the power of the collective.
On the martial arts field, Wu Ling took a step forward, and his brilliant eyes swept across the face of each Wu Jia Erlang, like a cold sword across, making Wu Jia Erlang feel a deep chill in his heart: Since After Wu Lingge killed Fengying Lin that day, the son of the Wu family no longer dared to despise Wu Ling, everyone's eyes were in awe.
Wu Ling was full of anger, and asked loudly: "Dear martial artists, I want to ask you, what is the most important thing for you?" After a meal, he saw a strong iron-blooded man in front of him, and then asked, "Wu Yi is stunned, you Say!"
Wu Yi was not tall, but his face was full of fierce aura. Among Wu Jiaji Lang, he was considered a personal figure, especially known for his agility. At this moment, he had a serious face, and when he saw the son's name, he immediately stepped into the army and ran out of the team, with his head held high, and he replied in a loud voice: "My son, as the children of the Wu family, the most important thing is to guard the Wu family. , Master Guard!"
Hehe smiled, Wu Ling's face was filled with an approachable smile, and asked jokingly: "Really?"
As the name suggests, Wu Yi didn't react for a while. He glanced at Wu Ling in a daze, then froze for a while, scratching his head, a little embarrassed: "Hey, wife, kid, it's also very important!"
"cut."
Hiss were everywhere, and the neat military appearance was suddenly a little confused. Zhong'erlang looked at Wu Yi with contempt. Everyone was suffocated in their hearts: "It's shameful, I don't know what to say in the scene, cut it."
Feeling the bursts of coolness coming from behind, Wu Yi realized that he had said the wrong thing just now. With a "bang", his right foot touched his left foot, and he gave a regular military salute, and said solemnly: "My son, I was farting just now, and what I said was not true. For me, the most important thing is to protect the martial arts family and defend the adults, sons, and young ladies."
"Cut." Hiss sounded again, and there was an obvious commotion between Wu Jiajierlang, "Stunned, really shocked, son, this is intentional! But, to us, what is the most important thing? Family, family, or master and son?"
Everyone had different thoughts in their hearts, and they all looked at Wu Ling suspiciously, not knowing this question, what was the answer in Wu Ling's heart