Chapter 12 Qinglong Intermediate, the pain of Dingdong

The moon is waving, and the silver waves are rippling.

Under the reflection of Guanghua, there is a big hole in the middle of the trunk of a big tree, and you can see the other end from here!

That's all. It's normal!

But this is not over at all, and the same situation has occurred on other trees behind the tree. There is a big hole in the trunk of 13 or 14 big trees, which makes people feel cold.

"I'm not dreaming, am I? Haha... I also have today in Dingyang! Such strength has at least reached the level of seven-level refiners!"

This is still because his practice of [Daoding Immortal Sutra] is too short. Now his cultivation has reached the intermediate level of Qinglong, but it is equivalent to the strength of the seven-level refiner!

If he can break through the peak and reach the [White Tiger] level, what extent can his strength reach? Suddenly, Dingyang's body and mind were surrounded by joy and happiness...

Dingyang, who laughed when he thought about it, suddenly became high spirits and his pride suddenly rose. Now he finally has the ability to protect himself, and he is no longer a role that can be bullied by!

Dingyang has an impulse to compete with Dingtian, but this idea only flashed in his mind and then it was dispelled. Now is not the right time. His strength is not enough to compete with Dingtian!

However, I believe it's not far away!

Strive to enter the Red King's level in the Pingcheng Dabi, so that he can be qualified for revenge and have the strength to smash the Dinghong conspiracy!

When Dingyang returned to his residence, it was almost noon, and everyone was busy eating. After Dingyang went to the canteen to eat, he went to the back garden and then completed his job - weeding.

It's really comfortable to hum the little song of the previous life, grabbing insects and weeding in my hands.

"Oh, isn't this Brother Dingyang? Look, how can you do this kind of chore? Let's leave it to the small one! You should spend more time practicing! Hey..."

Suddenly, Dingyang was interrupted by a characterless servant wearing a domestic slave hat and domestic slave clothes.

"Hmm! Anyway, there is nothing to do. Work, move your muscles and bones, and smell the flowers!" Dingyang smiled.

"Haha... Yes... Brother Dingyang must have practiced well. He came to this back garden to adjust his mood, right? That's great! At first glance, no one can do it!" The little man smiled with a smile on his face.

"Everyone is afraid that they will not get good grades and practice hard. Brother Dingyang has lived such a leisurely life. It seems that Brother Dingyang is very confident! My younger brother admires that Dingyang is really a god!" The little one kept flattering Dingyang.

"That's not enough!" Dingyang smiled uncomportedly.

The little man's overly flattery made Dingyang not adapt at all and straightened his face: "What can I do for you? If nothing happens, I'll continue to be busy!"

Dingyang is still very patient with the little boy.

For Dingyang's order, the little boy smiled carelessly: "Where is it! Brother Dingyang! You are now a popular candidate among our slaves who may seize the identity of other children! I hope Brother Dingyang can help his younger brother when he develops in the future... You can eat meat and ask the little one to drink some soup!"

So it is!

Dingyang's enlightenment! No wonder these days, the domestic slaves looked at him a little differently and greeted him when they were far away, which was unimaginable before!

Moreover, the children of some families treat him politely and treat him as an equal companion!

"Oh, this is the advantage of strength! Everyone worships the strong..." Dingyang thought with emotion.

"Ha ha, Brother Dingyang doesn't know yet, right? Now the whole Ding family is very lively. Who will get a good ranking among gamblers and get the identity of collateral children? Brother Dingyang ranks third! Tut... That's selected from thousands of people." The little man's face was full of envy.

"The third? I don't know who the first or second is?" Dingyang frowned slightly and asked inadvertently.

"Hey... This is not a person from our Ding family, but a man named Xu Bao of the Xu family. It is said that this person is a close servant of the Xu family. He has been mentioned by the Xu family and learned a lot of unique skills of the Xu family. In fact, he doesn't know what level he has reached. He is a very powerful and mysterious figure!" The sling said with excitement on his face and showing off.

"Xu Riot?" Dingyang nodded secretly: "Is there any such person in the Xu family? That's a must-see!"

"What about the second one in that row?"

"The second person is the person of our Ding family. This person's name is Ding Xiaofu. Ha, no matter what his name is, he is the closest servant of our Ding family's second young master Dingfei. He grew up with the young master and has never participated in the Pingcheng big comparison before. This time, he suddenly announced that he would participate in the big comparison." The little man also said with a puzzled face.

Huh? Ding Xiaofu? I've heard of it! This person is extremely powerful. At a young age, he has the strength of a red king. For the direct line of the Ding family and the Xu family who have received the most resources, his qualifications are also excellent!" Dingyang is secretly vigilant.

"Bright, didn't the third young master invite a foreign aid to be his close servant? I don't know how powerful this person is?" Dingyang said strangely in his heart.

"Hmm... I don't know why! This person has recently been attracted by the Presbyterian Association and has obtained the identity of the children of the family, but he still has to participate in the big comparison, but his identity is different!"

The little boy's face was full of resentment and jealousy. Looking at that, he was not selected, and he was extremely unhappy!

"Ha ha, that's good luck!" Dingyang's face didn't care.

But I have great vigilance in my heart!

"Hmm... Dinghong spent a lot of effort to kill me! Let his close servant become a disciple of the side branch of the family. If you meet me in the big comparison, you will be a dead hand. The elder of the family and the head of the family will not offend a potential side disciple for the sake of killing a domestic slave!

"It's a good calculation!"

"This is the gap caused by status..."

"However, I, Dingyang, am not a soft persimmon now. If you want to pinch it, just pinch it! What can I do if I don't pay a certain price for my life?"

Thinking of this, Dingyang's murderous spirit overflowed, making the little man next to him cold, and his body was instantly wet with cold sweat!

Although it was only for a moment, the little guy seemed to have closed the ghost door!

It's horrible!

It seems that he has bet on Dingyang this time!

Thinking of this, the little boy is proud again!

However, this place is not a place to stay for a long time. After saying goodbye to Dingyang, he ran away like a tail.

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"You dog slave! How dare you privately deduct the gold coins purchased by my Ding family? You are really looking for death!" Dinghong's face was full of anger and glared at Ding Dong.

"Three young masters! I didn't! I really didn't..." Dingyang's face was full of innocence and grievance, and he kept pleading.

"Hum...human evidence and physical evidence are all there! What other quibbles do you have? How did you get the hundred gold coins on your body?

San Shaodinghong snorted coldly and said impatiently: "Don't say you saved it yourself! With your little reward, you can't save it for the rest of your life!"

"Three young masters! You have to believe me! That's really not my private deduction. That's... That's what I earned myself." Dingdong begged for mercy in pain.

"Haha... It's so funny that you are a little domestic slave who can do business? And earn so much? Do you think you are a business genius?

"Don't you know that a gold coin can make a civilian live a good life for half a year? You have so many gold coins, why are you a little rich man?"

"Hmm... Do you really treat me as a fool?"

San Shao Dinghong seemed to have been greatly insulted and said angrily, "Fight! Give me a hard beating, see if you want to do anything?"

The man in black sneered and kicked Ding Dong!

Bum!

The man in black was full of death, with magic, and the black breath surged out of his body. His right foot was like electricity, and he kicked on Dingdong's chest. He clicked several times, and six or seven ribs were broken!

Dingdong's breath is getting weaker and weaker, his body is scarred, the corners of his mouth are bleeding, and his eyes are lax, and he has already suffered a great injury!

But he still stubbornly begged, "Three...cough...Three young master, this money...cough...this money is really earned by me! I... I didn't lie to you... I really didn't lie to you... You... You... just let me go!"

[Receed me! Give it to me!]