Chapter 80: Call someone, this is your second uncle
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Long Haochen's displeased eyes fell on Mendi.
He has never seen this person.
The door whistle said nothing, waiting patiently for Feng Ling's words.
"How rude!"
Feng Ling said with a calm face, "Let me introduce you, this is the door whistle. My fiancé is also your second uncle."
"Weren't you curious before? Now stand in front of you and take the initiative."
Hearing this, Long Haochen was stunned for a moment and looked at Feng Ling and Mendi in astonishment, his golden eyes filled with disbelief.
He did not expect that Feng Ling's sudden departure was because of a man.
He thought of many reasons and thought that something had happened to Feng Ling, but he never thought that she was out on a date.
Feng Ling has always been a calm and calm image in Long Haochen's heart.
Now I see her dating someone with a smile on her face.
This made Long Haochen feel that she was more real.
There is no one who is always cold.
Long Haochen hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Hello, second uncle, my name is Long Haochen."
The door whistle responded softly, and then said: "Hello, I am the door whistle."
“I came in a hurry and didn’t prepare the greetings, so it was a bit rough.”
This is a red sword that shines with cold light, exuding a blazing light.
Its sword is five inches long and two inches wide, with red lines on it.
"This sword is called Chaoyang."
Mendi put the sword in Long Haochen's hand solemnly.
"Second uncle...that's too polite."
Now it was Long Haochen's turn to be in trouble.
If he doesn't answer, he just looks down on others. If he took it, he wouldn't be able to use the sword.
He has Blue Rain·Light Hibiscus.
"Haochen, just accept it."
Feng Ling said calmly, "If he gives it to you, it means he likes you very much."
"Yeah, door whistle."
Feng Ling also poked Mendi in the face with her hand.
"Yeah."
The door whistle responded softly.
Their intimate gesture made Long Haochen breathe a sigh of relief.
"Thank you..."
"Second uncle."
Long Haochen said slowly before accepting this thing.
Cai'er didn't speak, just listened to their conversation silently.
Not involving Long Haochen, Cai'er's sanity was there.
"Second aunt, I was so worried about you when you were not here earlier."
Long Haochen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I thought you had abandoned me just like my parents."
At that moment, Long Haochen was in panic.
Although Long Haochen's performance is very mature and gives a good impression, in essence he is still a child, his thoughts are not yet fully mature, and he has a very high desire for family affection.
This is a manifestation of the lack of love in his heart.
Long Haochen has always respected the elder Fengling.
Long Xingyu and Bai Yue are not around, and Feng Ling is his only relative.
Long Haochen cared very much about his only relative.
Seeing that Feng Ling was not there, Long Haochen was really afraid that she would abandon him.
"No."
Hearing this, Feng Ling reached out and patted Long Haochen's shoulder, "If I leave, I will definitely not leave without saying goodbye."
"It just happened for a reason. You were not here at the time, so I just wanted to leave first and talk to you when I get back." Feng Ling paused and said softly, "I didn't expect you to come to me and make you worry. .”
"It's okay."
Long Haochen quickly shook his head, "Just say it next time. Second aunt, to be honest, I'm so afraid that you will abandon me."
"Don't think too much."
"Let's go back now."
Feng Ling took the hand of the door whistle and was about to lead him to the military camp, but she didn't expect Long Haochen to shake his head at her.
"Second aunt."
"We have a mission now."
Feng Ling lowered her voice, "What mission?"
"Sneaking into the demon camp..."
"Okay, let's go now?"
Feng Ling asked Long Haochen softly.
Long Haochen showed hesitation, and his troubled eyes fell on Feng Ling's eyes. Obviously, he didn't trust the door whistle very much.
Long Haochen was unfamiliar with this rumored second uncle.
This task was of great importance, and he was afraid of changes.
With just one glance, Feng Ling understood Long Haochen's concerns.
Feng Ling said: "Don't worry, your second uncle is very strong and will not be our drag."
"As for everything else, I'm here, so you don't have to worry."
"Okay!"
Long Haochen no longer hesitated.
……
An hour later, it was getting darker. Taking advantage of the darkness, sixty-three people quietly left the city under the cover of darkness.
Feng Ling was very happy to wear night clothes for the first time.
She held the door whistle's hand and whispered, "Look, always wearing white will affect your figure."
Looking at the door whistle, which showed off her figure in black night clothes, a flash of emotion flashed in her black eyes.
This guy looks thin when he's dressed, but he's muscular when he's undressed.
Especially those eight-pack abs with clear structure.
Feng Ling started to touch him while thinking about his figure.
The breath of the door whistle instantly became confused, and a blush appeared on his face.
"Temple..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Ling.
"Call my name."
"Okay."
"What are you embarrassed about?"
Feng Ling chuckled.
"Well..."
The door whistle responded shyly.
The movement from Fengling and Mendi didn't attract anyone else's attention.
I learned from Long Haochen that this mission was to destroy the supplies of the demon camp and cut off the demon's supplies.
Feng Ling became interested.
She just wanted to see which side had the advantage when the strength of the two tribes was not much different.
Under the cover of night, they arrived at the foot of the Demon-Conquering Mountain Range, then bypassed the north side and arrived at the Demon Clan's camp.
Returning to the demon camp, Feng Ling's mood was complicated at the moment.
She came to the Demon Clan camp before to obtain information about the Demon Clan, but now she came to the Demon Clan camp to destroy the Demon Clan's supplies.
This feeling was so subtle that it made Feng Ling find it exciting.
An hour later, they bypassed the front of the demon camp and traveled fifteen miles to the rear of the demon camp.
More than sixty people gathered together, waiting for the arrival of the demon food transport team.
Feng Ling and Men Di found a corner to stand.
They did not care about the outcome of the negotiations for this operation.
The door whistle matches Feng Ling's bad taste.
Because with his current strength, few of the sixty-one people here would survive if he cast a magic circle.
He is now at the peak of the eighth level, and is only a few thousand spiritual power away from the ninth level.
"Are you shy?"
Feng Ling looked at Mendi's blushing expression with a smile, "There's nothing to be ashamed of."
"It's not shy..."
"I never thought I would have such an honor."
The door whistle lowered its head and spoke slowly.
If he really resisted, Feng Ling would not go so smoothly.
To put it bluntly, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
"Idiot."
Feng Ling said softly, and then hugged him.
There is not much height difference between the two.
Feng Ling's character is very direct.
If you like her, she won't hide her feelings.
Faced with her frankness, Mendi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, forming a smile.
He wished that time could slow down a bit so that he could spend more time with his beloved.
A few minutes later, Long Haochen came over.
"Second aunt, second uncle, let's set off now."
Long Haochen whispered.
(End of chapter)