Chapter 3939 Are you my uncle?

Chapter 3939 Are you my uncle?

"Bang bang bang!"

Just as Ling Feng was thinking wildly, there was a slightly hasty knock on the door.

"Boss Shuihan, are you there? Are you there?..."

It was Fatty Huang's voice.

Ling Feng was speechless for a while. This guy was also a powerful Immortal Lord. Didn't he have any idea whether he was here or not?

But the next moment, Ling Feng remembered his habit. Before practicing, he must first set up at least three layers of barriers in the room to be safe.

But I made the mistake of blaming the fat man.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled, raised his hand, removed the barrier, and opened the door at the same time.

Fatty Huang was half-slapping the door. As soon as the door opened, the guy almost fell to the ground.

This reaction...

Ling Feng couldn't laugh or cry again. No wonder Fatty Huang was called the disgrace of the Immortal.

If he wants to transform from a complete waste to the kind of manly man his old father expected, I'm afraid it will be a long way to go!

Ling Feng dodged and appeared in front of Fatty Huang. He stretched out his hand to support the guy and said in a deep voice: "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah!"

Fatty Huang nodded heavily and stood firm with a silly smile, "The old man asked us to go to the front hall to find him."

Are you finally setting off?

Ling Feng's eyes narrowed, and he would probably be fighting in foreign battlefields for a long time.

"Let's go!"

As soon as his figure flashed, Ling Feng had already walked out of the room. Fatty Huang's eyes blurred when he heard Ling Feng's voice, which was already far away.

"Wait for me!"

Fatty Huang quickly turned around and walked out of the room, chasing after Ling Feng's back.

Not long after, the two came to the front hall of the Demon-Suppressing General's Mansion.

At this moment, Huang Shicheng, the demon-suppressing general, was sitting on the throne of the head of the family.

There was also a middle-aged man wearing armor sitting on the seat on the right side of the hall.

There was a terrible scar on the man's face, which almost ran from his forehead to his entire cheek, adding a bit of decisiveness to his rough appearance.

His helmet was placed on the coffee table nearby. In the center of the helmet was a totem of a demon-suppressing sword, indicating his identity as a member of the demon-suppressing army.

"Huang Yuan, why don't you come over and meet Commander Chen!"

As soon as Fatty Huang showed up, he heard Huang Shicheng's cold and stern voice.

Fatty Huang hurriedly ran into the hall, walked up to Commander Chen, and bowed, "Junior Huang Yuan, I have met Commander Chen."

Commander Chen quickly stood up from his seat and raised his hand to support Huang Yuan, "It turns out he is the young general. He is really a father of a tiger...ahem..."

Halfway through the words, he swallowed them back.

The fat man in front of him had a sloppy step and an unstable foundation. At first glance, he looked like a medicine jar cultivated with elixirs.

It is completely different from those immortals who are truly honed by fighting in battles.

Although he was only at the peak of the Immortal Realm, if he took action, he could kill Huang Yuan instantly with just one finger.

Therefore, Commander Chen could not say the second half of the compliment no matter what.

"Hahahaha..."

Huang Shicheng smiled awkwardly, knowing what his son was.

The reason why he chose Chen Wu to come here was because Chen Wu's true temperament was not an ordinary flatterer.

Only by entrusting this useless son to the hands of such a leader can he be better trained.

"Commander Chen, if you can't boast about a useless thing like a dog, you don't need to win praise. On the contrary, the young hero Shui Han next to you should be able to catch your eye."

Huang Shicheng smiled faintly and looked at Ling Feng.

Although Long Fei turned into Shui Han, his appearance also completely changed.

However, being able to inspire his salted fish son gave him a bit of fighting spirit.

No matter who he is, he is his "benefactor".

"How can you belittle your own son so much! You are my biological father!"

Fatty Huang couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart.

When Chen Wu heard this, his eyes fell on Ling Feng. For a moment, he showed a hint of astonishment and praised repeatedly: "What a young talent, really amazing!"

This Chen Wu is also known as the God of War in foreign battlefields, and is even a three-star God of War.

However, he is several rounds older than Yu Jingyuan, so his reputation is not as loud as Yu Jingyuan's.

But in terms of strength, Chen Wu is definitely not inferior to Yu Jingyuan and his like.

In fact, he has richer combat experience, commanded the army, and made great military exploits. These are not comparable to Yu Jingyuan.

But with his level of strength, he couldn't see through Ling Feng, so he gave Ling Feng a high look.

"Senior is so complimentary."

Ling Feng smiled modestly and saluted Commander Chen with cupped fists.

"As long as Commander Chen is satisfied."

Huang Shicheng stroked his long beard and said with a smile: "From today on, the dog Huang Yuan and the wise nephew Shui Han will be under your jurisdiction, Commander Chen."

"This!"

Chen Wu was stunned and glanced at Huang Yuan.

I have heard for a long time that the son of Huang Shicheng could not hold up the wall with mud and was never willing to join the army.

Now, this hot potato is actually in his own hands?

Furthermore, it is impossible for Huang Shicheng not to know about the current situation on the front line.

It would be too dangerous to send Huang Yuan to the front line at this time.

Thinking of this, Chen Wu dared not agree easily and said quickly: "General, think twice!"

"Commander Chen doesn't look down on Quanzi after all!" Huang Shicheng sighed softly.

Chen Wu was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, the general is joking, my subordinates definitely don't mean this."

"Then it's agreed."

Huang Shicheng laughed loudly and then said slowly: "Quuzi lacks experience. As the saying goes, if you don't polish it, it will become useless. Since I have asked you to manage Quanzi, then you will never interfere in all matters, big or small! Even if this kid died on the battlefield , that is also his own creation, and I will not be angry with you because of this!”

"This, this, this..."

The sweat on Chen Wu's forehead suddenly dropped.

What you are saying is so easy now. If it were really a son, any guarantee would be nothing but fart!

The yellow fat man's face turned pale with fear, "Dad, you are driving me to death!"

"Hmph! When you go to the battlefield, your head is no longer in your belt. Don't you understand this?"

Huang Shicheng glared at him coldly, and Fatty Huang shrank his neck in fright, and did not dare to speak anymore.

"Okay, that's all I have to tell you, General. Huang Yuan, and nephew Shui Han, you can pack your things now and head to the military camp, Commander Sui Chen."

After saying that, Huang Shicheng turned around and said no more.

Fatty Huang looked at his old father's back, gritted his teeth, and went back to his room to pack his things without saying anything.

Ling Feng also bowed towards Huang Shicheng's back and exited the lobby.

After Huang Yuan left, Huang Shicheng sighed, turned around, and said to Chen Wudi in a deep voice: "Commander Chen, what you said just now was just to encourage that incompetent fool. He should practice and use it. You don’t need to save face if you deserve to be beaten or scolded, but you must remember, Commander, that I am only such a son.”

"I understand."

Chen Wu shook his head and smiled bitterly. The general was really worried about this son.

However, the list on his shoulders is even heavier. "You go ahead."

Huang Shicheng sighed lightly. As a demon-suppressing general, he needed to take charge of the overall situation. Naturally, he could not keep an eye on his son.

But this time the demon army was coming with a fierce force. Although he led a full 300,000 reinforcements to support Wangshu Fortress.

But what we have to face next may be a protracted battle.

……

"Hmph, are there any fathers like this?"

"I'm so convinced. What's the use of having a father like this? He didn't care when I was beaten before. Now that I've joined the demon-suppressing army, he doesn't care at all and wants me to be the leader!"

"Boss Shuihan, I'm so sorry. I originally thought that because of my old face, I could be a centurion, but this is what happened..."

In the barracks, Huang Yuan has been complaining ever since he came in.

After all, he is a second-generation ancestor. It is not easy to expect him to change at once.

Ling Feng shook his head and sighed, finally unable to listen anymore.

He stepped forward and patted Fatty Huang on the shoulder, and said calmly: "Okay, okay, the general also wants to temper you and experience you. You should be able to understand this painstaking effort."

"Hmph, I think he wants me to die on the battlefield as soon as possible so that he can have another one in time."

Fatty Huang muttered and complained a few more times.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that this fat man was afraid of hardship and tiredness, and these were just angry words.

As everyone knows, he hopes to have such a father.

Unfortunately, he has never even seen his father since he was a child.

"If you feel that after entering the foreign battlefield, you can still be as comfortable as before, it is better to withdraw now, it is too late."

Ling Feng looked at him deeply and said seriously.

"I..."

Fatty Huang suddenly choked, gritted his teeth, and then said: "Huh, I, Huang Yuan, have made a big decision this time! Not to mention the big-headed soldiers, even the cooking soldiers, I will fight to the end!"

“This momentum is quite good!”

Ling Feng patted Fatty Huang on the shoulder and encouraged him: "Fatty, starting from today, you will be completely transformed. If you complain in the future, just cut off that thing under your crotch, put a bun on it and become a woman." ”

"Yes, cut it!"

Fatty Huang blurted out, but the next moment he reacted suddenly, "Boss Shui, why do you think you are tricking me!"

"Hey, it's all sincerity, no tricks!"

Ling Feng squinted his eyes and smiled. At this moment, the curtain of the big tent was opened.

This camp was just a temporary residence arranged by Chen Wu for the two of them. A formal formation would not be arranged for them until Wangshu Fortress was visited.

Therefore, no one else should come in.

However, as soon as the visitor walked in, he immediately shouted loudly, "Second cousin, why is it you!"

"Huh?"

As soon as Fatty Huang heard this familiar name, he turned around and looked, "Qiu Bai? I'm going to wipe you, why are you here too?"

The person who came was none other than the good-for-nothing prince Ling Feng met outside the eldest princess's residence, Yu Qiubai.

Together with Fatty Huang, they are known as the two destitutes of the Imperial City.

This guy's scrawny appearance contrasts with Fatty Huang's, making him look like a fat and thin pair.

"I'm not my crazy imperial aunt. I don't know what's wrong with me. She actually said something about me. As a prince, I can't stop doing my job properly, so I asked my father to force me into the demon-suppressing army!"

The more Yu Qiubai talked, the angrier he became, grinding his teeth in hatred.

If he is just treating himself as a piece of trash, who is he bothering?

Ling Feng finally understood. The relationship was good, and everyone in this tent was from a close relationship.

This is true for Fatty Huang, and the same is true for Yu Qiubai.

As for the "crazy" aunt in Yu Qiubai's mouth, there was no need to ask but she just said that it was naturally Yu Bingqing.

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled without saying anything.

Yu Qiubai was anxious to get angry at this time. Hearing Ling Feng's laughter, he immediately snorted angrily: "Why are you laughing!"

Fatty Huang quickly grabbed him, "Why are you talking to my elder brother?"

"Ah, your father's illegitimate son?" Yu Qiubai's eyelids twitched, "Then shouldn't I call you eldest cousin?"

"Uncle, you are a big-headed ghost!"

Fatty Huang rolled his eyes, "You saw it at the gate of the eldest princess's mansion that day! You should call me uncle if you want to!"

"Huh?"

When Yu Qiubai heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He looked at Ling Feng and exclaimed: "Aunt...uncle? Are you my uncle?"

Ling Feng almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Does one of these two guys have a normal mind?

"You don't look like that, why did you change like this?"

Yu Qiubai felt that his mind couldn't turn around.

"Anyway, follow my uncle...ah, just follow the boss, you can rest assured!"

Fatty Huang put his arm around Yu Qiubai's shoulders and said with a smile: "Boss, I'll cover me, and I'll cover you! When we go to the battlefield, we must be famous figures!"

"Second cousin, I haven't read much, so don't fool me!"

"You are so embarrassed to say that, your majestic prince, how many books have you read!"

"Second cousin, you don't read much, right?"

"Nonsense, I have read at least hundreds of pornographic books!"

"Does Little Yellow Book count as a book?"

"..."

The two of them started chatting incessantly, and Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

A fat yellow man is already speechless, but now here comes another living treasure.

I feel like I got off to a bad start this time!

These two guys are not specifically trying to hold me back...

At this moment, another noisy sound came from outside. Ling Feng's eyes narrowed and he felt a familiar breath and walked out quickly.

That aura belongs to the eldest princess Yu Bingqing.

Her information was quite good, and she found him so quickly.

"Ling... Shuihan!"

As soon as Yu Bingqing saw Ling Feng, she walked up quickly and put her arms around Ling Feng's arm, acting very affectionately.

Behind her, there were three other powerful peak immortals, all of whom were handsome and young, about the same age as Fatty Huang.

Judging from the aura, he should be a young talent on the same level as Yu Jingyuan, and one of the men wearing a blue robe is probably much better than Yu Jingyuan.

When the three people saw Yu Bingqing hugging Ling Feng's arm, they frowned at the same time, and their eyes were full of hostility.

Especially the man in green robe, his eyebrows were even more sinister and fierce, as if he had a deep hatred for Ling Feng.

When Fatty Huang saw this person, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He quickly whispered in Ling Feng's ear: "Boss, he is Du Ziling's cousin, and he is also the unparalleled genius of the younger generation of Da Sima Mansion, Du Yutang!"

Ling Feng just smiled lightly and didn't say much.

No matter who he is, it's best not to provoke him.

In the capital, Ling Feng still had to restrain himself, but in a place like a foreign battlefield, it was normal for someone to die.

(End of chapter)