Martial Arts Peak

Chen Fan didn't expect that Ling Feiyang was still a chatterbox. He talked incessantly. If he didn't interrupt, he seemed to be able to talk about the end of time.

"Enough!" In a deep voice, chen fan looked at Ling Feiyang who was struggling in his hands and said, "look at your own state. Can I be that kind of person who is good at talking?"

Ling Feiyang really looked down at the smell of speech, looking up at Chen Fan's face, suddenly stood still.

"I don't care, you want to take me to see my father, I just can't see!"

"I'm not going now. What are you doing?"

After that, Ling Feiyang even sat on the ground directly like a child. He ignored everything and said that he didn't go.

This is obviously playing rogue.

Chen fan is also very sigh, can give birth to such a lively son, don't know who this Qingzhou prefect is.

However, he is not unable to cure this Ling Feiyang.

I'm joking. He has never met an opponent in his previous life!

Slowly squat down, looking at the nearly full of throwing a look at Ling Feiyang, chen fan whispered in his ear: "you guess if I shout Ling Feiyang, Ling Feiyang is caught in the street, how will the people in Qingzhou think of you?"

"If I were them, I would like to look around and see the embarrassment of the prince's son."

"At that time, I'm afraid it won't be as simple as I'll take you to the prefect's office. Your father will certainly send someone to carry you back."

The whole paragraph, Chen Fan said extremely mild, not half severe, and even a touch of spring breeze.

But listening to Ling Fei Yang's ears, it is no less than five thunder.

Especially looking at Chen Fan's inhuman face, he had no doubt that if he didn't obey, chen fan would do it according to his method.

"Don't don't don't, brother. Can't I go with you? We have something to discuss."

Ling Feiyang is a good to accept the Lord, knowing that it is not possible to throw his hands and roll. This time, he can only sigh that he has fallen down with blood mold and met a lengtouqing when he goes out.

However, it's strange to say, how can this lengtouqing be so powerful?

For a long time, Ling Feiyang is very confident about his accomplishments. Among the younger generation of Dachen, he can have the highest level of cultivation of Emperor Wu at this age, not to say it is so strong that it can at least be called a genius.

But why can a Leng Touqing have such accomplishments?

And in the same realm, Ling Feiyan could not do anything about this lengtouqing.

In the lengtouqing's hands, Ling Feiyang has become a chicken, let him take whatever he wants, which is a bit of terror.

Is not to say that the face-to-face war, Ling Feiyang even lengtouqing a move can not hide, directly killed by seconds?

"Leng... Brother, is it convenient to reveal your name? You are so strong when you are young. Compared with the famous people in the world, you are also famous."

Ling Feiyang's desire to survive is very strong, in Chen Fan's anger on the edge of crazy trial.

Chen Fan naturally knew what the other party wanted to do, pursed his lips, and replied with a straight eye: "Chen fan, nobody is a nobody. Don't try to dig out my origin."

"Chen fan, chen fan..." Ling Feiyang murmured in his heart that he didn't really search any information about the young monk named Chen Fan before that.

"Did this guy come out of a crack in the stone?"

Ling Feiyang's energy is temporarily released from the wail, and he begins to pay more attention to Chen Fan's origin and asks many questions along the way.

And Chen Fan ambiguous answer, with Ling Feiyang, straight to the prefect's house and go!