Mo Xiang and Mo Ying both looked a little unhappy.
But neither of them spoke.
"What? Sorry to say? Then forget it."
Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"He is the number two figure in the Xingyuan clan behind us."
Mo Xiang thought for a moment and then said with a smile.
Feng Lin looked at the two of them, "I can roughly guess what happened to you. If you don't hand over the spirit stones after you get them, the Xingyuan clan above will definitely hate you."
Mo Ying clenched his fists, his eyes were cold and piercing.
"I don't know, what price did you pay? Can you tell me?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"us……"
"younger sister!"
Mo Ying shouted coldly.
"Second brother, we can maintain our dignity in front of other people, but not in front of Feng Lin, right?"
Mo Xiang looked at Mo Ying, "Do you believe it or not? Feng Lin can kill us now."
When Mo Ying heard this, he turned around.
He heard from his father about this matter, and Feng Lin had grown to a terrifying stage.
During the battle between strong men, his father Mo Shi could not stay in the fighting area.
Feng Lin can.
Ever since the Jiuli tribe took away the spirit stone last time, his father has been regretting it.
If I had known that I had put everything on Feng Lin, maybe they wouldn't have been so miserable.
But, everything is too late.
With so many things happening, it is almost impossible to get Feng Lin to their side again.
"The higher-ups must be furious and say that if we get the spiritual stone, we should hand it in immediately so that it won't be taken away."
Mo Xiang said with a smile, "They said that we planned to take the spirit stone for ourselves privately, and we were already disloyal."
"It seems like the Xingyuan Clan is pretty good, at least it's guaranteed your lives."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"Life? In exchange for my treasure, they set conditions that are almost impossible for us to fulfill."
Mo Xiang sighed deeply, "We exchanged our treasure for my father's life, and we exchanged our treasure for the lives of my second brother and myself, but we did not exchange our treasure for my daughter's life."
"What? Mo Jiuyan is dead?"
Feng Lin remembered that she seemed to be at the sixth level of Dacheng.
"Not sure, but the chance of survival is low. We really can't afford more treasures in exchange."
Mo Xiang's voice trembled a little, "We brothers, sisters and their families were all pushed into the other side of the stream."
When Feng Lin heard this, his eyes gradually narrowed.
Yaoyao was also a little bit sad. She just didn't reach the seventh level and was forced to jump into the other side of the stream.
She knew that if she was caught, she would be subjected to inhuman torture.
Might as well jump into the other side of the river and be done with it.
But she didn't expect that she was so lucky and survived.
"How cruel!"
Feng Lin thought of the torture of the Mingyan clan and remembered that she was a pretty good person.
"From their point of view, they were very kind. They did not kill us directly, but gave us a little hope of survival."
Mo Xiang's eyes were a little red, "More than a hundred people were just gone."
"Is there anyone alive?" Feng Lin asked.
"They said there were a few lucky ones, but they didn't tell us who they were."
Mo Xiang looked at Feng Lin and explained.
Feng Lin thought of that day in Tianqi, no wonder Mo Shi's expression was wrong.
It turned out that he had suffered such a big thing.
However, it can also be seen that in Mo Shi's eyes, besides his own life.
The most important ones are Mo Ying and Mo Xiang.
"We have emptied all our savings over the years, and the treasure we have now is not even as good as a third-rate force."
Mo Xiang smiled again.
Same as before.
But after Feng Lin heard about them, he realized that the smile was a little bitter.
While they were chatting, Gu Xun and others behind them also followed.
Feng Lin looked at Mo Xiang with a smile, "One more question, are the experts from the Sun Clan here?"
He felt very strange. Logically speaking, this was an opportunity to kill him.
The Sun Clan probably won't let it go.
"They came with some tribesmen, but the masters didn't come. They might not be interested in these ruins."
While Mo Xiang was talking, he saw Gu Xun leading the way in the distance.
They had also heard about the ruins last time.
The woman following Feng Lin, wearing sunglasses and combing her hair in a ponytail, is the Yin Yang Crusaders.
Back then, Gu Xun followed Feng Lin to Tianqi.
Mo Xiang and Mo Ying had also seen him before, so they naturally recognized him as Gu Xun.
"Hello, sir."
Mo Xiang walked over with a smile and bowed respectfully.
The Yin Yang Crusaders are the absolute overlords of the alien land.
Not to mention the Xingyuan Clan behind them, even the Sun Clan would not dare to make a mistake in front of the Yin Yang Crusaders.
If you can curry favor with such a big shot, you can tell the Xingyuan Clan to get lost.
Gu Xun didn't even look at Mo Xiang, but walked past her and walked towards the building in the distance.
Feng Lin pulled Yaoyao and whispered: "Follow this fairy."
When Gu Xun at the front heard this, he couldn't help but curl up his red lips.
Xu Ruoying stopped and turned around to glare at Feng Lin.
However, the dark sunglasses blocked her murderous gaze.
"The formation here should be similar to breaking through a level. Each level is stronger than the other."
Feng Lin followed Xu Ruoying and others, "But I don't know how many floors there are in total."
Mo Xiang pulled Mo Ying and whispered: "What are you doing standing still? Follow me!"
Mo Ying finally nodded.
He originally had a very high self-esteem, but recent events have made him feel like his world has collapsed.
Treasures are easily snatched away.
Although my brothers and sisters usually fight openly and secretly.
But I still respect him as the second oldest.
But everyone, in front of the Xingyuan tribe behind them, was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
This feeling of having his life controlled made him collapse.
A few people had just arrived near the stone building.
A masked man wearing all black rushed out.
He held a blood-red long knife in his hand.
He was extremely fast and appeared in front of Gu Xun with a burst of wind.
Feng Lin roughly felt that this power had reached the seventh level.
"Sir, be careful! His realm is not high, but his speed is far higher than that of the same level. I don't think even the ninth level can match it."
Mo Xiang shouted after him.
Buzz!
When Gu Xun faced the incoming long knife, a purple barrier appeared around his body.
Click!
The long sword of the man in black had just struck the barrier, and the barrier seemed to have strong suction.
He couldn't even pull out his long sword.
Gu Xun raised his palm and pointed it at the head of the man in black.
boom!
Purple light penetrated his head.
The next moment, the man in black turned into light and disappeared.
He left a message, "Not bad! Not bad! Let's see how far you can go!"
Mo Xiang and Mo Ying in the back were both dull.
As expected of the legendary Yin Yang Crusaders, two people they couldn't even touch were killed instantly with one blow.
Feng Lin smiled and shook his head, maybe Yaoyao was right.
The formation this time is really simple, just treat it like a trip.
…
When Feng Lin and others were breaking through, a man in black robe appeared at the ruins entrance behind the middle school.
The bald man in the distance saw the man in black robes and immediately ran over, "Is he the assassin of the Sun Clan?"
"good."
The man in black robe nodded slightly.
"Feng Lin is still inside and has not left."
The bald head was a little shocked, how could she come so fast.
"Well! You did a good job."
The man in black robe raised his hand.
The bald head's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and he fell down with a plop.
