"Although I am omnipotent, I don't know everything!"
Lin Feng rolled his eyes, smiled silently, and couldn't help but joked, "I find that you are quite curious."
"I didn't expect that the iceberg goddess in the eyes of the world also has a gossipy mind."
Liu Mengdie glared at Lin Feng, and just when she was about to refute Lin Feng, she saw Chong Feihu running out of the banquet hall with a smile on his face, as if he had found a treasure.
"If you want to know the reason why 'Red and Black' kept Chong Feihu, then you can just ask Chong Feihu."
Lin Feng pointed at Chong Feihu.
"Two experts gave me this, saying it can be used for self-defense."
As he spoke, Chong Feihu spread his fingers, revealing a small golden sword only about the size of his thumb in his palm.
A wisp of bright red blood rolled back and forth along the spine of the sword as if it were spiritual.
Every time it rolls, the sharp energy released from the sound of the sword's edge will dissipate.
After dozens of rounds, the blood light died out and the sharp energy dissipated. At this time, the golden sword was ordinary, as ordinary as a child's toy.
But Lin Feng knew that if anyone really regarded this little sword as a toy, he would be killed by the sword's edge.
This small golden sword not only refines Chong Feihu's blood and connects with Chong Feihu's mind, but also condenses the energy of the "Red and Black Twins" natal soul.
"This thing can also defend yourself?"
Liu Mengdie expressed doubts.
Chong Feihu kept smiling, but he hesitated to speak, and he couldn't explain why.
Just now, after Lin Feng and Liu Mengdie left the banquet hall, this small sword suddenly appeared in his hand.
Before he could recover from the shock, his fingertips were cut off by a wisp of wind from Nan Lan's fingers.
Then, blood gushed out like broken beads, falling continuously on the small sword.
Immediately afterwards, he heard Shi Lin say that in order to thank him for the evidence he provided, the 'Red and Black Shuangjue' decided to give him his natal flying sword for self-defense.
In fact, if this little sword had not been made by the 'Red and Black Duo Jue', Chong Feihu would have thought that this little sword was just a children's toy.
"Of course."
Lin Feng's very affirmative reply made Liu Mengdie and Chong Feihu look shocked. They subconsciously held their breath and concentrated, waiting for Lin Feng's next words.
"This is the flying sword formed by the 'Red and Black Twins' refining the natal soul. It embodies the lifelong skills of the 'Red and Black Twins'."
"Feijian has now recognized you as his master. Even if the 'Red and Black Dual Skills' are thousands of miles away, Feijian can still use the 'Red and Black Dual Skills' cultivation to do things for you."
Lin Feng told what he knew about the Flying Sword of his destiny without reservation.
But Chong Feihu and Liu Mengdie were stunned for a while.
The things Lin Feng mentioned were completely beyond their understanding of the world.
"Listen to what you said, this is really a treasure."
Chong Feihu grinned like a fool, "But I don't know how to use it."
Lin Feng pointed to the rockery standing in the middle of the fountain a few hundred steps away and asked Chong Feihu, "Have you seen that rockery?"
Chong Feihu nodded in confusion.
Lin Feng had vaguely guessed the reason why the 'Red and Black Dual Master' was willing to give his natal flying sword to Chong Feihu, but did not tell Chong Feihu how to use the flying sword.
"As people age, they become better."
"They are indeed two old foxes."
With a sigh, Lin Feng told Chong Feihu how to control the flying sword, "Gather your own thoughts and inject it into the flying sword."
"Think of the flying sword as a bullet flying out of the gun and hitting the rockery."
Two minutes later.
With a "swish" sound, the natal flying sword flew out from the palm of Chong Feihu's hand, turned into an imperceptible stream of light, and shot towards the rockery.
Click!
With a diameter of more than three meters and a height of more than seven meters, the rockery polished from granite exploded and turned into countless rubbles, scattering all over the ground.
Liu Mengdie and Chong Feihu were both shocked.
When the two of them looked at Chong Feihu's palm again, the natal flying sword was still in his palm, as if it had never been moved.
"This...this..."
Chong Feihu's eyes were so excited that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.
The natal flying sword in the palm of your hand is not only a self-defense weapon, it is simply a murder weapon!
With the natal flying sword in hand, he can kill people from afar with just a thought.
The sword fairy in the legendary story is nothing more than that.
"Mr. Lin, can this flying sword allow me to fly into the sky with my sword?"
Lin Feng almost vomited blood when the shyly smiling Chong Feihu asked, "Why don't you go to heaven?"
"Don't push yourself too far."
"Being recognized by your natal flying sword is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes. You actually want to fly with a sword?"
Chong Feihu had a smile on his face and scratched his head in embarrassment.
At this time, the expression of the 'red and black duo' standing on the rooftop of the restaurant building seemed very complicated.
"Did you see any clues?"
Nan Lan withdrew her gaze from a distance to Lin Feng and fell on the face of Shi Lin beside her.
"Can't see anything."
"It was like there were layers of veils covering him."
Shi Lin shook his head with a bitter look on his face, "Not only can I not see his inheritance, I can't see his true level of cultivation."
"As for his thoughts, I can't even see through them."
"He clearly knows that you and I didn't tell Chong Feihu how to use the natal flying sword just to test him."
"But instead of pretending to be dumbfounded, he taught Chong Feihu how to control the flying sword without reservation."
"This gives me reason to suspect that he is not worried at all that his origins will be revealed by us."
Nan Lan nodded in agreement, "This boy's strength, cultivation, and scheming are something I, an old man who has lived for more than ninety years, have never heard of or seen."
Shi Lin caressed his palms gently and sighed with deep feeling: "Being able to meet such an amazing and talented person, this trip to the sea of stars for you and me is not in vain."
Nanlan rolled her eyes at Shilin angrily and reminded: "Don't forget our original intention of coming to Xinghai this time."
"Of course I haven't forgotten."
Thinking of the situation when Shi Potian was hacked to death by Hong Shengye's men, Shi Lin's face was filled with anger again, and he gnashed his teeth and roared, "I will personally cut Hong Shengye's body into thousands of pieces and tear apart his bones."
Nan Lan took a breath, with a look of worry on her face, "Hong Shengye is not scary, but Ye Qingcang is scary."
"It is precisely because two generations of the Ye family support him that he dares to be so unscrupulous."
When the conversation changed, Nan Lan lowered her voice and said, "Senior Brother, who is very calculating, probably never thought that one day he would die at the hands of the despicable villain Hong Shengye who he single-handedly supported."
"I have to say, this is really a huge irony."
Shi Lin smiled feebly, "Who says it's not the case?"
"What's even more ironic is that even his son Ye Qingcang was played by Hong Shengye."
Nan Lan gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The evidence is conclusive and the facts are there. Hong Shengye is the murderer of our son. We must kill Hong Shengye as soon as possible."
"Lest this villain stir up dissension again and involve more people in this dispute."
Shi Lin nodded heavily.
At this time, Lin Feng, who was driving several miles away, glanced at Liu Mengdie from the corner of his eye and asked mysteriously, "Do you have many question marks and many things to ask me?"