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Chapter 122(2/2)

Meng Fan roared.

"I'm a member of the Meng family?"

Li Feng looked at him with an unexpected look, "When did it happen?"

Meng Fan, embarrassed and speechless.

When he was a teenager, he was arrogant and insulted Li Feng everywhere.

Now that his identity is different, he said he would recognize Li Feng as his family.

The speed of face change is amazing.

"Xiaofeng... I hope you... take a step back for Meng Yuan and my second brother."

Meng Liangkun spoke with difficulty.

Li Feng turned his head and looked at him, and asked with a smile: "Step a step back?

What does it mean is that the grudges and grudges between us are completely over?”

"yes!"

Meng Liangkun nodded vigorously, "You are the Meng family, and the young master of Qinglong, a big man... how can you argue with us... the country folk?"

Li Feng smiled and nodded: "Young Master Qinglong is so glorious?"

"Of course, we...we... are honored!"

Meng Liangkun grinned and nodded vigorously.

It sounds like it, there is room for maneuver.

Li Feng closed his smile and said, "Since my identity makes you feel glorious, then I will send you on the road in the name of Young Master Qinglong. You should have no regrets, right?"

What?

Meng Liangkun and Meng Fan and his son were shocked.

Meng Fan's face suddenly turned pale, shaking like a sieve.

"For the sake of Sister Yuan and her adoptive father, I will bury you well!"

"Zhao Meng, take someone!"

Li Feng threw out a list from his arms.

The Qinglong Guard rushed in like a wolf or a tiger and called him to catch people.

In less than a minute, seven people from the Meng family in the Changtian family were arrested.

These seven people are the culprits who forced Meng Yuan's family and the guy who spoke ill of Li Feng.

Inside and outside the temple, there were crowds of people in an instant.

Could it be that Young Master Qinglong wants to start a massacre?

"Shoujun, wait!"

Ran Hua shouted loudly, "This is the holy church of the National Church. Are you not afraid of the Chinese teaching and teaching intervention?"

"Ma Mingyue, a teacher at the Nagata National Church, is a seventh-level master!"

"Even aristocratic families, we can't be too arrogant, right?"

Ran Hua's eyes widened.

Hopefully, Ma Mingyue's cultivation will make this young man feel jealous.

"Oh... I almost forgot!"

Li Feng raised his finger.

Immediately, Qinglong Guard came to the front with a can of urn.

"This is your horse teacher!"

Li Feng smiled slightly, "Let's go ahead!"
Chapter completed!
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