Chapter 1760 The Day of Reincarnation of the Murals
Feng Lin also looked at the black-robed man in the distance, fearing that he was Huang Qi's accomplice.
In a duel with Huang Qi, he could still hold on for a while.
But with the addition of a master, he was ready to escape.
Anyway, I have established a good relationship with Qin Hong, and Huang Qi can't get out. It's very simple to find him.
"Brother Fenglin!"
The man in black robe in the distance turned into a golden light and appeared in front of Feng Lin.
He exposed his head and asked with a smile: "Do you still remember me?"
"It's you?"
Of course Feng Lin remembered this person. The Demon Clan had met him before.
If it hadn't been for his sneak attack, Feng Lin's remaining Qi might not have been able to deal with Hu Mo in the end.
He heard from Yu Mu that this person was very ruthless in performing tasks, including dealing with descendants of Yan and Huang.
Normally, Feng Lin would stay away from such people.
"Hahaha! I didn't expect to meet you here."
Zhou Lu turned around with a smile and looked at Huang Qi aside, "This is a member of the Sun Clan. He wants to kill you?"
"I don't need you, I want to kill him with my own strength."
Feng Lin waved his hands hurriedly, fearing that he would make a move.
Such a good teacher is hard to find.
"You are practicing, right? You have chosen this kind of opponent."
Zhou Lu smiled and waved to Feng Lin, "I met Nong Qiushao this time. I have a good relationship with him. If you encounter trouble, come to him. As long as you tell me my name, he will definitely help you!"
After saying that, Zhou Lu laughed loudly and went to the fisherman in the distance.
Huang Qi saw Zhou Lu leaving and attacked Feng Lin again.
This kid actually has the line of farming and autumn harvest.
Facing the sublimated realm, Huang Qi did not dare to provoke him, so he could only use all his strength to kill Feng Lin.
Don't let him go back to find help.
What he didn't know was that Feng Lin had never had such a plan.
…
Feng Lin fought until he was exhausted and then fled back to Baimen.
He came to the sky above the sect on the top of the mountain and found Qin Hong standing above the palace, his long hair swaying in the wind.
Just like the image on the mural.
Huang Qi chased Feng Lin over. He remembered that the leader of the sect in front of him was very talkative.
Then he said: "Hand over this boy to me! Otherwise, your sect will be destroyed!"
"Destroy my sect?"
Qin Hong's long hair was dancing wildly as he spoke word by word.
Buzz!
His figure suddenly appeared in front of Huang Qi, less than half a meter away from him.
Terrorist pressure followed.
Huang Qi's eyes widened in horror, and he flew back as if he had seen a ghost.
"You alone want to destroy my sect?"
Qin Hong raised his hand and gave it a palm.
The golden light was like a huge wall, shaking Huang Qi's blood.
"sublimation!"
Huang Qi screamed in horror, turned around and disappeared here.
Qin Hong returned to the top of the building. He looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "Now that I'm back, I'll tell you why I didn't take action before."
"Actually, senior, there's no need to explain, I'm not that narrow-minded." Feng Lin smiled and waved his hand.
"I still have to say, since I regard you as a friend, I naturally want to tell you everything I know."
Qin Hong said with a smile, "It's because of the formation. The sect masters of our three sects have their own territories. If I go to his side to fight the black wolf, my strength is not as good as his."
Feng Lin nodded, "It seems to be to prevent the three of you from fighting each other and destroying the balance of this mural."
"maybe."
Qin Hong smiled and nodded.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance again.
It's none other than Nong Qiu Shuang.
Wearing a straw hat and holding a dry cigarette in his hand, he flew over with a smile, "Feng Lin, am I helping you this time?"
"Calculate."
Feng Lin nodded.
"You also saved Nong Tianlu, so I helped her repay the favor."
Nong Qiushao smiled and took a puff of cigarette.
Feng Lin was a little surprised. He originally thought that he would use this matter as a blackmail in exchange for a way to leave.
I didn't expect him to say that.
"By the way, Nong Tianlu, as a direct junior member of our farm family, has not been married yet, how about marrying you?"
Nong Qiushao asked with a smile.
"No need! To be honest, senior, I have a lot of wives and I am very busy."
Feng Lin refused on the spot.
This makes Nong Qiushao a little confused. Marrying Nong Tianlu is equivalent to having him as a supporter in the sublime realm.
He refused without even thinking about it.
As expected of the person that those people like, he is indeed different from ordinary people.
After leaving, he would make further inquiries.
"Feng Lin, no matter what, our Nongzong is still a descendant of Yan and Huang. Now we are in trouble. I have been trapped here. It is really uncomfortable."
Nong Qiushou took another puff of dry tobacco and bent at a ninety-degree angle to Feng Lin, "Please, tell me the way out."
Feng Lin suddenly felt that Nong Qiusheng didn't have the same pretentious attitude toward him as before.
Maybe it was because Zhou Lu told him about his affairs.
Feng Lin thought for a moment and decided to let him leave.
In a different land, there is no need to offend someone who is in the sublimation realm, especially one who shares the Yanhuang bloodline.
Besides, Feng Lin has a good feeling about Nong Tianlu. Since he has already helped her, he will help her to the end.
"Okay, I'll tell you."
Feng Lin nodded.
"Thank you, I owe you a favor."
The dry tobacco is collected during the autumn harvest.
Feng Lin was talking about the exit on the fishermen's side, telling Nong Qiushao that they like to eat pheasants on the other side of the mountain.
Roast pheasants in front of them every day and learn how to fish with them.
In about four or five days, they will work together to send the person out.
Cen Caixuan said that this method can only be used once by one person.
When Nong Qiushao learned the answer, a smile appeared on his face.
After thanking Feng Lin, he turned around and flew in the direction of the fisherman.
Feng Lin also came down from the palace and saw Han Xi sitting on the steps under the palace.
She put on her thick plush coat again and stayed here in a daze.
"What are you thinking about?"
Feng Lin smiled and sat next to her.
"It's your first time here, how do you know the other exits?" Han Xi asked.
"Cen Caixuan told me."
Feng Lin didn't hide anything.
"You...both you and her make me very unhappy!"
Han Xi lowered his head and curled his blue hair.
Forget it, Cen Caixuan is not very strong, but she is so favored by Qingqiu Yun and the old madman.
This Feng Lin is even more hateful. He is only at the sixth level, but his skills are no less than hers.
This makes her, a person of Beihuang bloodline, feel a little inferior.
In her eyes, she had always been on an equal footing with the Yin Yang Crusaders.
"By the way, do you have Beihuang bloodline?"
Feng Lin asked suddenly with a smile.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Han Xi asked.
"I have it too."
Feng Lin raised his hand, and dark blue ice appeared in his palm.
"What?"
Han Xi observes the ice uncannily.
It turned out to be someone from his own family, which made him feel a little better.
…
In the following days, Han Xi continued to practice fighting in the mural.
What surprised Feng Lin was that he did not see Yang Fan within the agreed three days.
After questioning Qin Hong, he learned that Yang Fan was not in the mural and had left.
Feng Lin didn't care either. He knew where Huang Qi was from Qin Hong and would fight with him every day.
Every time after reaching the limit, he would escape back to Qin Hong.
Even though Huang Qi was filled with hatred, he couldn't do anything because of Qin Hong.
Finally, the ninth day came.
Feng Lin did not fight Huang Qi today, but was here with Qin Hong, waiting for the reincarnation of the world.
This kind of magical thing naturally needs to be experienced personally.
Qin Hong was also very curious, and he was not sure whether he could remember Feng Lin.
"By the way, record a video with your mobile phone. I really can't remember it. I'll understand it after just one look at the video."