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He had long since stopped liking fresh clothes and no longer had any requirements for food. Other than a thirst for power and the yearning of a lover, Ling Feng did not even know what was more important in his life.

Not long after, a few bottles of strong liquor had been completely drunk by Ling Feng, and Ling Feng was already half-drunk.

A drunk man shakily ran towards the buffet table. "Peng", a 50-year-old noble bumped into Ling Feng. Ling Feng, on the other hand, was half-drunk and was knocked to the ground, barely able to stand up.

Just as he was about to stand, the man kicked Ling Feng down, and shouted: "Hit him, why didn't you apologize?"

Ling Feng acted as if he did not hear him, and ran towards the table, "Wine, I want some wine."

That person scolded, "Such a noble place and you actually came here to act so rashly. Someone, coax him out!"

A few guards came to his side, trying to pull him away.

At this time, Feng Rubo walked over, and with a slight sweep, the guards were swept towards the door.

Feng Ru Bo asked that person, "Who do I think it is? Isn't this Minister of Finance, Count Dilla?"

Dila quickly said respectfully, "Greetings, second lord. We haven't seen each other for a long time. The lord's elegance is even greater than in the middle of the night."

Feng Ru Bo said to Dilla, "You, as the Minister of Finance, don't work anymore. There should be a transfer order for you tomorrow."

Dira was greatly shocked. "This, why is this so?" This noble doesn't understand the words of the second lord! "

Feng Ru Bo said coldly, "I might not understand now, but you should go and listen to the Emperor tomorrow. I don't want to waste my time talking to you."

That Dira was confused. No matter how he rubbed his head, he could not figure it out.

Ling Feng took out a few more bottles of wine and looked towards that corner. He was drunk and his eyes were slightly red.

Dilla was not in a good mood. Seeing Ling Feng, she wanted to get angry at him, so she kicked him in the waist.

At this moment, a person pointed two fingers at his ankle, causing Dilla to feel pain. It was Tie Ruyun.

Dira was greatly alarmed and quickly said, "Greetings Lord Tie. This Viscount did not intend to offend you. Your finger doesn't hurt, does it? "

"Can you even hurt me? Do you not want to die? "

Dela looked at Tie Ruyun, then looked at Ling Feng, who was being protected behind him, and seemed to have finally understood something. Dela looked at Tie Ruyun, then looked at Ling Feng, who was being protected behind him, and finally seemed to have understood something, and couldn't help but have cold sweat trickling down his back.

After apologizing to Tie Ruyun, Di La turned to Ling Feng and said, "May I ask for this mister's name? I sincerely apologize, and I will present you with a great gift in the future. "

Tie Ruyun knew that his junior didn't like being disturbed. He let him go and said to Dira, "Remember, the successor of Thunder God, Lingfeng, is not someone you can afford to provoke."

It was fine if Dila didn't want to listen to his last name, but when he heard it, a fierce look appeared in his eyes and great waves surged in his heart, "A year ago, I had an adorable son. My son was smart and handsome.

However, in that academy, he was killed by a brat right in front of everyone's eyes. As a father, I was truly powerless and was unable to avenge my son.

That brat is called Ling Feng, yes, he is called Ling Feng.

Dick, my good son, just you wait. Since I found this kid today, father will not let him go. I will have the chance to avenge you one day.

Even if he is the disciple of Thunder God, it is no exception! "

Of course, Ling Feng did not know about the hatred in the heart of the chancellor, Dilla, who was still drinking in the corner. Of course, Ling Feng did not know the hatred in the heart of the chancellor, Dira, who was still drinking in the corner.

Long Xiaotian saw his disciple's expression from afar and did not show any sign of disappointment. He only thought to himself, "This disciple does not do ordinary things. The suffering in Feng Er's heart can only be resolved by him."

At this time, a figure floated down from the sky. The figure was dressed in a white dress, it was about 1.7m tall, with elegant long hair, a beautiful face, blushing cheeks, ten slender fingers, and white boots. It just so happened to sit on the huge piano chair in the hall.

Nearly a thousand people immediately surrounded them, and the emperor, Vikra, said, "Welcome, little princess. We all enjoy the singing that little princess has brought for us, okay?"

Everyone cheered loudly, and then the scene became quiet again. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the little princess' prelude.

The little princess raised her delicate hand and put it on the keyboard: "Thanks for the hospitality of the Central Plains Empire. Little Di is ugly now."

The prelude to the piano played and the music was beautiful. Then, under the accompaniment of the piano, the little princess started singing. The singing was extremely moving and she was actually not beneath Murong Piao, the number one person in the entire continent.

"Let youth blow your long hair, let him pull your dream, unknowingly the history of this city already remembered your smile, red heart blue sky is a life of the beginning, spring rain did not sleep the night you once slept alone.

Let the beautiful flowers of youth unfold the deep hidden beauty, fly to fly all over the sky is fantasizing your smiling face, fall to spring in the red dust who in fate arranged, snow and cold night of your unconcealable brilliance.

Take a look at me, do not let a woman hold an empty pillow, youth has no regrets to die, forever love, let the wandering footprints in the desert write permanent memories.

The handwriting that floated over is a hidden passion … Your heartfelt words, in the cycle of reincarnation of the previous world, who dwells in life, the love to laugh at my mortal world's unfathomable concern … "

Everyone was moved by the song. No one spoke, not a single sound could be heard.

Ling Feng drank the last drop of wine in the corner. At this time, he was completely drunk. He had never been drunk before, so his mind was no longer clear.

Ling Feng peeked through the gap in the crowd and upon looking, his entire body immediately trembled.

There was a young lady in white playing the piano. She had long hair and shoulder-length hair. She had a delicate figure. Wasn't that Si Ya?

I still remember that in the auditorium of the Royal Intermediate Magic Academy, Siya had once played the piano for me. That's right, this definitely couldn't be wrong. Siya is finally back! She must have missed me! She must have come back to see me!

Ling Feng shook his body, and squeezed into the crowd. As he walked, he gazed at the background of "Siya", his eyes filled with tears.

Gradually, he got closer and closer to Siya. Finally, he could no longer suppress his emotions and shouted, "Ya Er, I miss you so much!"

He quickly rushed up, half-kneeling on the ground as he firmly held on to Shiya's waist.

The sound of the zither suddenly stopped. A beautiful and angry face turned around. "Impudent person!" With a loud "smack," Ling Feng's face was slapped.

At this moment, three powerful auras came towards Ling Feng. In that instant, the four senior brothers stood in front of Ling Feng with the same tyrannical auras.