Feng Lin was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost sat on the ground.
Does this even work?
He was able to reject the scene just now because he considered Xu Ruoying and others.
He feels that his woman is enough.
Especially with people like Luo Shen Yan and Chi Jinghong.
From the last wheel battle, he had already glimpsed some things in the future.
Liu Nian is indeed waiting.
The same goes for Jinguji Akie.
But Xu Ruoying is not the same. She said directly that I want to play too.
At first, Feng Lin thought she wanted to imitate Liu Nian and the others, but he could barely accept it.
Unexpectedly, she put it into gear directly.
According to Feng Lin's understanding.
Regardless of Luo Shenyan or Chi Jinghong, their personalities should be similar to Xu Ruoying.
Feng Lin is very confident in his body, but who can stand being hanged continuously?
"Chi Zhonglian, you underestimate me too much. It's useless for you to agree. I don't agree."
Feng Lin stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression high, "I love my wife very much, and it is impossible for you and me to be together."
"I really saw you right."
The heroic face of Lotus in the Pool was covered with red clouds.
"I'll wipe it! Here we go again."
Feng Lin asked helplessly, "What happened this time?"
"Actually, the thing I just said about becoming your woman is also a test. If you agree with a sleazy look, it proves that I was wrong about you."
Chi Zhonglian stared at Feng Lin, "But you refused. I saw the right person."
She believed that Chi Pu knew that Feng Lin had a wife.
But he still keeps promoting Feng Lin, which is enough to prove that Feng Lin is fine.
In this real world, couples still fly apart when disaster strikes.
Feng Lin was willing to risk his life to save her. This kind of man is really hard to find.
Feng Lin took a few steps back.
Why does it happen to step on her spot every time?
"Chi Zhonglian, let me tell the truth. I like lolita, but I don't like older people."
Feng Lin sat on the bed and spread his hands gently, "I think you are older than me, right?"
"It depends on how you calculate it. The various races in the alien land have been mixed for a long time, and their life span is about two to three times that of the pure Yanhuang descendants."
Chi Zhonglian pointed at herself, "I am only forty-eight years old this year. Even if I divide it by two, I am still only twenty-four."
Feng Lin was a little surprised, he didn't expect Chi Zhonglian to be so young.
I remember Chi Jinghong was about fifty years old.
However, it’s normal if you think about it carefully.
Chi Zhonglian lives in this era of daily battles, and his strength will definitely improve faster.
Chi Jinghong is different. After she entered the realm of Dacheng, she has been staying in the ruins.
She was also seriously injured and could not go to the ruins to experience, and was delayed for several years.
The regional impact is still huge.
This is why the old man only competes with people from China for talent.
After they enter the realm of Dacheng, if they want to progress, they can only rely on relics. They cannot fight with the outside world and have too many limitations.
You have to wait until level seven before you can come here to experience it.
But the alien land is different, there are battles happening all the time.
If Ji Guangling was born here, Feng Lin felt that he might have been promoted.
"I don't like older people anyway."
Feng Lin took out a bottle of mineral water and said expressionlessly, "It's impossible between us."
"Don't worry, I won't force you. I believe you will slowly accept it in the future."
Chi Zhonglian looked at Feng Lin calmly, "I will always wait for you."
"Don't wait for me!"
Feng Lin stood up and said, and then he sighed helplessly, "Hey, Chi Zhonglian, let me tell the truth, my kidneys are not good."
"No, I think you are quite healthy."
Chi Zhonglian looked at Feng Lin carefully, "Are you lying to me?"
"It's true. Do you know why I love my wife? Because she doesn't dislike my body."
Feng Lin drank some water and said in a low voice, "You can marry me, but we may not be able to be husband and wife."
"It's okay, I don't care. I've been here for so many years and I don't think it's anything."
Chi Zhonglian said calmly.
"alright, you win."
Feng Lin was too lazy to explain further.
He drank some water, gathered his thoughts, and jumped out of the window.
Let’s put aside the matter of the Seven Star Sword Sect for now.
When will he find the treasure from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect and come back to give them one or two exercises?
When the time comes, let’s go to Yanhuang’s forces and have a look.
Chi Zhonglian noticed Feng Lin leaving and immediately put on her armor skirt.
She jumped down, taking three steps and two steps at a time to catch up with Feng Lin, "Where are you going?"
"I don't know, but I have a rough plan in my mind to go to the Ten Thousand Demons Gate."
Feng Lin replied, "Since it is that kind of evil force, I won't feel any psychological pressure if I destroy it."
"The Ten Thousand Demon Sect is not comparable to the Seven Star Sword Sect. It is too early for you to face them now."
Chi Zhonglian glanced at Feng Lin and said, "Not to mention the Seven Star Sword Sect, the Nangong family and our Bishuiquan are far inferior."
Feng Lin stared into the distance. He had heard before that the Demon Queen was stronger than the average Yin-Yang Crusaders captain due to her fierce poison.
That's really scary.
Luo Shenyan and Gu Xun are both captain level.
Feng Lin asked himself, he is not their match now.
"By the way, do you know Xuantianmen?"
Feng Lin suddenly looked at Chi Zhonglian.
This was another reason why Feng Lin came here. Before he came, he promised Zhuang Qingyan to give a purse to the descendants of the Zhuang family.
He himself is also quite interested in things like battle tactics.
Not to mention using formation attacks.
I just want to enter some secret realms of ruins and not be controlled by the formation.
"Of course I know. It used to be considered a top power, but now it has been reduced to the same level as the Seven Star Sword Sect."
Chi Zhonglian explained, "It seems that there is only one Perfect Ninth Level left alive, but it should be destroyed soon."
"Who wants to destroy them?" Feng Lin asked doubtfully.
"Wan Yao Sect, as I said before, there are no powerful forces around Wan Yao Sect. They have a unified trend."
Chi Zhonglian paused and looked at Feng Lin, "The formations within Xuantian Sect are much stronger than those of the Seven Star Sword Sect. This is why they can survive until now."
Feng Lin had already made a plan in his heart, since the Ten Thousand Demons Sect is so strong.
He planned to go to Xuantianmen first to take a look.
"If you want to go to Xuantianmen, you can go to our Bishuiquan territory. It's almost a straight line distance."
Chi Zhonglian looked at Feng Lin and explained, "I want to go back to Bishui Spring anyway, so I can't hide outside all the time."
"good."
Feng Lin nodded.
The first thing to do now is to head to the Central Continent.
That kind of world full of all kinds of gangsters is more convenient for Feng Lin to play.
Otherwise, you will be timid in fighting.
"Let's speed up. It will take about a day and a night."
Chi Zhonglian's energy gradually increased.
She was already in awe of Feng Lin's medical skills.
It has only been a day, and the ordinary wounds have completely healed.
Ghost Teng's wounds have also scabbed over.
Hardly any pain is felt.
If she had known Feng Lin earlier, she would not be so afraid of Nangong Lingwei.
…
Blue water spring.
It is located on the west side of the Eastern Continent, across the sea from the Central Continent.
After a day and a night, at noon the next day, the two finally arrived at their destination.
Inside the clear water spring.
It has a green spring water.
The spring water is like the Baotu Spring, which keeps flowing out and finally collects into a lake below.
The sect master of Bishuiquan is an old man wearing a long robe.
He has a slender figure and gives people the impression of being gentle and upright.
"Nangong Hao, regardless of whether your words are true or false, even if they are true, we don't have that many spiritual stones to give you."
Wang Renping, the leader of Bishuiquan Sect, shook his head gently, "You think too highly of us. Seventy tons of spiritual stones, stop dreaming!"
