C750 Toil day and night

"He's even the direct descendant of each of the great dukes. Why is he so rude, not even giving gifts and not even saying a word of congratulations? He's clearly looking down on His Highness, he's simply too arrogant." The few of them had not walked far when they heard Qin Feng's voice.

Ling Yu and the rest were so angry that their mouths were crooked. When did they ever say that they were here to congratulate Qin Feng, it was clearly because of their one-sided wish? But they also knew that it was impossible to win if they wanted to argue with Qin Feng.

After all, the latter was the legacy of his' old scoundrel 'grandfather. He had never cared about his words, unlike them who had such elegance and the majesty of the imperial family.

The few individuals gnashed their teeth in anger. If there was a chance in the future, they would definitely beat up this sharp-tongued and irritating fellow. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to swallow their anger and quickly disappear into the crowd.

"Eh, Wen Shang, he just came too?" Qin Feng turned his head and saw a group of people walking over from afar. He was slightly stunned for a moment before he smiled and walked over.

"I …"

Ling Yun was speechless. He held his forehead and really wanted to say something loudly, this idiot had no relation to me at all.

This fellow, was afraid that people would not know that he, Ling Yun, had become the storage monarch.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun felt depressed. Without even thinking about it, he could already guess that when the Heaven's Pride Battle began, he would inevitably be "taken care of" by others.

"There seems to be something wrong with Wen Shang's condition?" Just as he was thinking, Ling Tian's surprised voice came from beside his ear.

"Kidney Deficiency!" Qin Wu muttered as he turned to look.

Ling Yun frowned slightly as he turned his head to look over. He was instantly stunned and shocked, and almost couldn't recognize that it was a youth with a strong and vigorous body half a month ago.

At the moment, Wen Shang's face was pale, his eyes were swollen and his expression dispirited, his eyes bloodshot.

"It can't be that he's being too lustful!" The corner of Ling Yun's mouth twitched as he said somewhat speechlessly. Of course, this was only a joke.

He knew that Wen Shang's perverted look on the surface was just an act, to prevent others from noticing that he had cultivated the Blood Devouring Yin Yang Art, a technique that was extremely strange and sinister.

With a powerful cultivation supporting him, even if he was only a Martial Master, he would still be fine if he did not close his eyes for seven or eight days. He could use meditating to cultivate and treat it as sleep.

Of course, this wasn't impossible. For example, pill refiners and blacksmiths, after spending so much time and effort, they would eventually become exhausted and exhausted.

However, Wen Shang was not one of the occupations in the art refiner, he was just a pure warrior. At most, he was a warrior who cultivated dual cultivation techniques.

"Could it be true? In order to improve his cultivation base, he had been working day and night these past few days. His Profound Qi had been consumed a lot! " But after looking at Wen Shang's condition, which really matched, and knowing that he was training in the Yin and Yang replenishing dual cultivation technique, Ling Yun's mouth twitched, and said strangely.

However, thinking about it, it was possible that she would do that thing without eating or drinking for half a month … It would be weird if there were no problems, but Wen Shang was not the type of person who would rush to win quickly!

Profound Qi was the name for the man's Yuan Yang power.

When he got close, Ling Yun finally felt that something was amiss. The Spirit Qi in Wen Shang's body was in disorder, as though it was going to erupt violently.

He felt that Ling Tian and Qin Yang had also sensed it, and Qin Wu's pupils contracted, and said in disbelief: "This, could it be that my cultivation went berserk!"