The light and shadow barrier and Feng Lin's military strength can be perfectly integrated.
Especially when people are nervous, how can they pay attention to the heartbeat around them?
Feng Lin sat on the ground and gasped hard.
He wiped the blood from his face. This battle was very satisfying.
Now that he has entered the second level of Dacheng, he will not be so passive when facing the ordinary seventh level of Dacheng in the future.
But facing the eighth level, he will definitely be completely beaten.
Feng Lin looked at Li Xiaomi walking from a distance and put the ring away first.
"Are you OK?"
Li Xiaomi asked.
"Something's wrong. I can't hold myself any longer. I might faint at any time."
Feng Lin got up from the ground and walked towards Li Xiaomi.
"You don't need to fish in front of me. Even if you say so, I won't attack you."
Li Xiaomi rolled his eyes.
She looked at the people in the ruins around her and sighed deeply. She didn't expect that these people couldn't even resist the momentum Feng Lin exuded during the battle.
"Feng Lin, come here."
Zhuang Qingyan in the distance waved to Feng Lin.
Feng Lin wiped the blood on his face and walked towards Zhuang Qingyan, "What's wrong?"
"Look underground, this is the transfer mark of the ghost."
Zhuang Qingyan pointed downward.
Feng Lin looked down and saw several rune marks on it.
"Counting the time, they should think it's almost time and they will definitely come in soon."
Zhuang Qingyan took a puff from his pipe, "After the light flashes, in about two seconds, people will move over. If you catch that point, you can kill them easily."
"Auntie, you know so much."
Feng Lin said with a smile, but he remembered her in his heart and took the time to call his father to find out.
"I don't like this title. You still call it addicted, right?"
Zhuang Qingyan glared at Feng Lin.
"Feel sorry."
Feng Lin waved his hand, "My mission is almost completed, the rest are up to you."
Zhuang Qingyan glanced at Feng Lin, "Okay, you can find a place now and have a good rest. When you wake up, everything will be over."
"I can't get out." Feng Lin spread his hands.
"follow me."
Zhuang Qingyan was smoking a pipe and walking in lotus steps, elegant and charming.
Feng Lin, who was following behind, looked at the back of this classical beauty.
Especially the legs and crotch, which twist with the steps, I believe a man would fall into it.
However, Feng Lin only looked at it with admiration.
He has no luck with such an open-minded woman.
He still has some mental disorder.
Arriving at the back of a palace, runes appeared under Zhuang Qingyan's feet.
As the runes disappeared, a downward passage appeared in front of her.
Feng Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, this formation could actually cut off the breath.
As the formation opened, the breath of a Dacheng fourth-level master came out from inside.
"follow me."
Zhuang Qingyan walked inside step by step.
Feng Lin followed Zhuang Qingyan and found that there was a small space below.
It is only the standard room size of an ordinary hotel.
Here, sitting cross-legged, a middle-aged man with short hair.
His hair is half white and his figure is very strong.
The middle-aged man opened his eyes and growled, "Zhuang Qingyan, what on earth do you want to do?"
"Let you out, the matter is almost over."
Zhuang Qingyan took a puff of his cigarette bag gracefully.
"If I guess correctly, this person should be the disciple of the old Holy King, right?"
Feng Lin looked at Zhuang Qingyan and asked.
"good."
Zhuang Qingyan smiled and nodded, "Do you know? The old Holy King did not disappear, but was killed by Chai Zhun."
"What?"
Feng Lin asked in disbelief, "Since he killed him, why didn't he pass the position to himself?"
"This is his cleverness. Most people don't believe it when he passes it on to himself. After all, he is an outsider. The Holy King can control the entire Goryeo. Do you think the people in the country will agree?"
"Passed to Li Changbei, everyone expects him to return. As long as Li Changbei holds his seat, there is no possibility of him turning over."
"So he thought about the disciples of the Holy King. Everyone has selfish motives. It is understandable that the old Holy King passed it on to him."
Zhuang Qingyan leaned against the wall and talked.
"trouble."
Feng Lin shook his head.
"It's not troublesome for him. Everyone knows that Li Changbei has no brains. Li Changbei will definitely disagree with this news. As long as Li Changbei objects, he will have reason to suppress it and eventually become the Holy King."
Zhuang Qingyan explained slowly.
Feng Lin looked at the middle-aged man and nodded secretly.
A fourth-level Dacheng cannot compete with two sixth-level Dacheng.
As everyone abroad knows, the masters of the Holy Palace have been divided among the left and right protectors.
This apprentice is just a pawn without any rights.
Taking over the Holy Palace is almost equivalent to taking over Goryeo.
If Chai Chun goes directly, the country will definitely object.
The country can ask other countries for help, but Chai Brown’s position will definitely not be secure.
But if you sit on it this way, it will be different.
"Feng Lin, you can rest here. I will seal this place with a formation. The subsequent battles will not affect you."
After Zhuang Qingyan finished speaking, he walked out.
The middle-aged man behind him also left.
Feng Lin looked at the exit. When the formation was sealed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Lying on the stone slab nearby, Feng Lin began to remove the thumbtacks from his body.
From the space ring, take out the treasures of heaven, materials and earth to heal your wounds.
The little white snake also took the opportunity to get out of the pocket.
"You are a good guy. Are you still alive?"
Feng Lin glanced at the little white snake and smeared the wound.
The little white snake climbed to the stone slab nearby and lay down to rest.
"By the way, someone come and remind me."
Feng Lin took out a pillow from the space ring and said, "Only I will be kind to you. If I die, others will definitely burn you."
When the little white snake heard this, he raised his head in excitement.
He came to Feng Lin's pillow, ready to wake him up at any time.
…
Night falls.
Feng Lin's ears suddenly hurt.
He opened his eyes suddenly and realized that the little white snake had bitten him.
Seeing Feng Lin wake up, the little white snake got into Feng Lin's pocket again.
Feng Lin didn't get up, but pretended to sleep here.
Zhuang Qingyan walked in holding a cigarette bag.
She looked at the blood beside her and shook her head slightly.
Sitting next to Feng Lin, she looked at Feng Lin's cheek, and then tapped Feng Lin's brother with the pipe in her hand.
"Fuck!"
Feng Lin jumped up from the stone slab like lightning, "What are you doing?"
"What are you doing? You want to deceive me with such low-level methods?"
Zhuang Qingyan smiled and said, "What are you expecting?"
"I'm not familiar with you, maybe you will attack me sneakily."
Feng Lin lifted up his pants and said.
Zhuang Qingyan smiled and lit her pipe, looking Feng Lin up and down, "Are you married?"
"hehe."
Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.
"Why are you laughing?" Zhuang Qingyan asked in confusion.
"I've seen too many people like you who sell daughters. Sorry, I'm married."
Feng Lin sat down again.
"You misunderstood, I am not promoting my daughter, I am promoting myself."
Zhuang Qingyan took a puff from his pipe and pretended to be serious.