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92. Di Wuxiang's Fury

Leng Hanyi was overjoyed. He took a step forward and extended his hand to grab the leathery egg. However, just as her hand touched the leathery egg, the leathery egg exploded and attempted to claw down onto Leng Hanyi's chest.

"Ah ~ ~ ~" Leng Hanyi screamed and looked at her chest. The torn pieces of clothing on her chest could be seen clearly by the red undergarment. Leng Hanyi immediately stretched out her arm to protect her chest.

Leng Feixue was also shocked. She glared angrily at Leng Feishuang, "If you're not giving, then so be it. Is it necessary to humiliate second sister in front of everyone?"

Leng Feishuang blinked innocently, "Which ear of yours heard that I wasn't willing to give it to you? It was heard by so many people here."

"Then, then why did you let your spirit pet scratch second sister's clothes?" Leng Feixue felt a bit guilty. Indeed, she did not say that she would not give it back. Instead, she was very honest.

Leng Fei laughed, "Then I'm even more innocent. With so many pairs of eyes watching, how could I get my soul pet to scratch her clothes?"

Many of the people present nodded their heads. That's right, they really did not see Leng Feixue do anything small. This Leng Feixue was too unreasonable.

The surrounding people began pointing at Leng Feixue and Leng Hanyi:

"Princess Wushuang kindly agreed to give her spirit pets to them. Now, it's her fault that she was scratched by a spirit pet …"

"Isn't that so? She's really shameless. In my opinion, they did it on purpose. They're jealous of Princess Wushuang …"

Leng Hanyi's face was pale. He could not stay any longer and immediately ran away, not caring about Leng Feixue.

Leng Feixue could not stand the crowd's verbal attacks and also ran away.

Leng Fei smiled, this was called 'not courting death', but she still admired these two sisters. They had been defeated many times by her, but she still had to work even harder.

Pi Wu Chen looked contemptuously at Leng Fei Shuang. It was obviously the one that made him do that, but now everything was on him. How did he get such a calm and serious master when he was lying?

Very soon, the morning passed. Leng Feishuang estimated that she would be going on stage four hours after lunch.

"Fei Shuang, what do you want to eat?" Jing Feizhen asked, getting close to Leng Wufei.

Leng Fei pushed his head away with her hands, "No need, let's eat these snacks this afternoon." She naturally knew where they came from.

Jing Fei's heart was filled with sweetness, "Alright, wait for me here. I'll go buy some fruit tea."

Not long after Jing Fei left, Leng Fei Duo felt a gaze. Looking in that direction, he could see the towering pagoda. That was the tallest place in Jing Yu city.

Leng Fei shook her head. She was just too nervous, who could clearly see her here? Even if her facial features had become more sensitive, she still wouldn't be able to do it.

Meanwhile, in the pavilion, Di Wuxiang was looking down at Leng Fei with a slight hint of anger in his eyes. It seemed that this little fellow really liked that scene of Leng Fei sinking.

On the other side, Jing Fei was holding a jar of fruit tea with a smile on his face. At this moment, he was walking on the street.

Suddenly, with a "clang" sound, the jar fell to the ground, while Jing Fei disappeared without a trace. The passersby all stopped, looking at the fruit tea that had spilled all over the ground, not knowing who left it there.

Jing Feishang suddenly opened his eyes with a look of fear on his face. Wasn't he on the street? Why was he in the forest? He hurriedly started to look for an exit.

Finally, Jing Fei walked out of the forest. However, his brocade robe was scratched everywhere by the thistles and thorns, and his hair was a bit messy.

Looking at the long official road in front of him, he was even more shocked. At this time, an old man carrying firewood passed by and Jing Feizhen hurried forward to ask, "Sir, may I ask where this is?"

The old man looked up and down at Jing Fei Chen, "This is the outskirts of Luo City." With that, he left.

Luo City was about ten miles away from Jingyu City. Could it be that he encountered a ghost wall? Even if he travelled through the night, it would still be two days before he arrived at Jingyu City.

Leng Fei was sitting in his seat, waiting for Jing Fei to return. Could it be that something happened and the emperor suddenly called him away? But that's not right. Even so, he would definitely send someone to say it out loud. Leng Fei couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

Very quickly, the competition had also reached Leng Feibai, and after taking a last look at the entrance, he saw that there was still no one, so he decided not to wait any longer, placing the egg on his seat, "Be good and wait for me here, don't run around, otherwise, you will know this."

Pigu Feng shrunk his neck, his eyes signalling Leng Feibiao. Master, Pigu would never run around recklessly, so you will definitely obediently wait here for your return.

Only then did Leng Feishuang relax, he turned around and walked towards the martial stage. A man dressed in green stood there, holding a folding fan in his hand. His smiling eyes looked at Leng Feishuang, he was extremely handsome.

Leng Feishuang walked to the opposite side of him and greeted him with a cupped fist. The other side also nodded in response.

"Young lady, please come in first." The man in green clothes spoke gently. His voice was like a cool breeze, which made it very comfortable to listen to.

Leng Feishuang did not hate him either, "Then I will not stand on ceremony with you." With that, he turned his palm into a fist and punched towards the azure-robed man's face.

The man continued to have a faint smile on his face. With a raise of his hand, he dispelled Leng Feishuang's technique.

Although he had only used one move, Leng Feishuang still felt that his opponent was an expert. Suddenly, he changed his palm wind direction and shot towards the man's waist.

The man began to look more serious. He blocked the incoming attack with one hand and dispelled the danger on his waist with the other. Leng Fei smiled evilly. She still had legs, so when the man wasn't prepared, she suddenly raised her leg and kicked him between his legs.

The man was shocked, and subconsciously let go of Leng Feishuang and took a step back. Looking at the evil smile on Leng Feishuang's face, he helplessly shook his head, and took the initiative to attack.

Leng Wufei did a somersault, slamming his palm down towards the man's head. Just as he was about to hit the man, the man suddenly flipped over and grabbed Leng Fei's wrist with one hand.

Since the people below didn't see the man pulling Leng Wufei earlier, they all thought that he was deliberately jumping towards the man.

"Second sister, look at that Leng Feixue, he is truly shameless. He did not even let his opponent go, and he even took the initiative to throw himself at him!" Leng Feixue said disdainfully.

There was a smile in Leng Hanyi's eyes. "Third Sister, don't spout nonsense. That man looks pretty good. Maybe Fourth Sister really likes him. We should support him."

Chasing Wind carefully observed every move of the two onlookers in the stands. Of course, he also noticed that it was the man pulling Leng Feibiao along. They had already exchanged so many blows, so why weren't they using their Essence?