Feng Lin looked a little surprised, but still said to Yaoyao and Ailian: "You two, just wait here for a while."
"Good master."
Yaoyao sat on the chair again, picked up the teapot on the side, and poured it directly into his mouth.
Elen crossed her arms and didn't say much.
Feng Lin was taken to the back room by Xing Nan. When he saw Xing Nan locking the door, he frowned and asked, "Sister Nan, what's so mysterious?"
Xing Nan's face was full of tangles, and eventually turned red. She lowered her head and took off the dress directly from her neck.
There's a complete vacuum inside.
"Fuck!"
This sentence is not a sigh from Feng Lin, but the Ye Yourong in Feng Lin.
Xing Nan lowered his head, walked a few steps faster, ran to Feng Lin, grabbed his hand, and said, "Feng Lin, can I be your woman?"
"Sister Nan, you..."
"If you agree, you can... right now..."
Xing Nan really had no shame to continue talking and buried his face in front of Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was startled for a moment, then took a breath, "Sister Nan's fingers obviously look very slender, but the palms of her hands are a bit rough."
When Xing Nan heard this, he let go of Feng Lin like lightning and put his hands behind his back.
But this action showed the person in front of him more perfectly.
She also noticed this situation and had no choice but to squat on the ground.
"Feng Lin, I'm telling you a joke."
Xing Nan whispered, tears streaming down his face.
"Haha! Sister Nan, I don't dislike you. This roughness is a medal for your hard work."
Feng Lin shook his head gently.
Jinguji Akie's hands looked very beautiful, but her palms were just as rough.
Because she has been practicing swordsmanship, the hilt of the sword and her palm often rub against each other, which will definitely cause this.
However, Feng Lin often uses the essence of some medicines to maintain Jinguji Akihui's hands, which is relatively better than torture.
Feng Lin also squatted down, grabbed Xing Nan's shoulders, and said with a smile: "I can probably guess what you are thinking. I have a question now, are you going to do this? Or is your father asking you to do this?"
"it's me."
Xing Nan raised his head and glanced at Feng Lin, then lowered his head again, "We already knew the rumors about you just now. Everyone here has heard of your name."
Feng Lin nodded lightly. His reputation had indeed become popular once before, and people from the Xingyuan Tribe knew that it was normal.
"When my father heard about it, he sighed that you were no longer in the same world as us."
Xing Nan said this and continued, "But later, I heard the raging of those strange beasts. Now our Xingyuan tribe may not be able to resist it at all, so I thought of you."
"Put your clothes on first."
Feng Lin controlled the air around him, and the black skirt on the ground flew back to Feng Lin's hand.
He gave the skirt to Xing Nan.
Xing Nan's watery eyes first glanced at Feng Lin, and then nodded.
"Actually, you want it too, right? I'm drooling just looking at this figure."
Ye Yourong's voice came over, "Are you embarrassed because I'm around? In fact, I can leave."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to Ye Yourong.
After he saw Xing Nan put on his skirt, he continued: "Sister Nan, actually you don't need to look down on me. I also have a lot of difficulties now."
"You should have heard about the matter between me and the Sun Clan. The Sun Clan now has a wall-breaking realm. If you get involved with me, it will only accelerate your death."
"Also, the alien beasts also regard our side as the enemy, and they may cross the current at any time and wreak havoc on our side."
Feng Lin took Xing Nan and sat aside and said helplessly.
"Well, you're right."
Xing Nan nodded slightly, feeling that he was still too anxious.
"As for your next path, I think you can either go to the other side, or you can choose to live in seclusion for the time being and close the ruins."
Feng Lin thought for a while and said, "Of course, it is also possible to join forces with other forces."
"Otherwise, we will close the ruins for the time being. My father and I are going to continue practicing the Fallen Soul. As long as we can master it, I think our Xingyuan clan will be much stronger."
Xing Nan nodded gently.
In fact, she had just lied to Feng Lin.
It wasn't that she wanted to do such a thing, it was her father who gave her strong hints that made her choose to come here.
Her original intention was to rely on herself.
Now with Feng Lin's guidance, she is more determined.
"Okay, let's go out."
Feng Lin and Xing Nan left the room together and returned to the living room.
When I came to the living room, Xing Heng had returned and was chatting with Yaoyao Ailian.
When he saw that Feng Lin had returned, he couldn't help but said in surprise: "So soon?"
"Look, are you disliked by others?"
Ye Yourong chuckled.
"Dad! Feng Lin didn't..."
Xing Nan walked over quickly, grabbed Xing Heng's hand, and shook his head with a flushed face.
"Senior, let's just say goodbye, because the Sun Clan has been killing me, and if you get involved with me, something will happen."
Feng Lin handed over to Xing Heng, "It's not peaceful recently. I think you should close the ruins first and wait until Sister Nan reaches the ninth level before thinking about your future plans."
"good!"
Xing Heng looked at his daughter first, and then nodded to Feng Lin.
He just saw Xing Nan passing by with a determined look on his face, and he felt a little empty in his heart.
His own son had just died, and it would be too embarrassing for his ancestors to let his daughter do such a thing.
Feng Lin didn't do it, so he was considered a hero.
He felt that if there was a real chance in the future, he would let Feng Lin Mingyuan marry his daughter.
During the farewell of the two, Feng Lin and others left the ruins.
Xing Heng also told Feng Lin that they would close the ruins immediately after preparing enough food.
…
Feng Lin and others set out on the road again.
During this period, Yaoyao grabbed Feng Lin's hand and asked, "Master, what are you doing? There was something wrong with the way I looked at her just now."
"Hmph! Needless to say, I know him very well."
Ailian crossed her arms and snorted coldly.
"Master wouldn't do that! Master is so fierce, how could it be over in just a minute or two?"
Yaoyao turned back to Elian and said, "This also includes the time for walking back and forth and putting on and taking off clothes."
"Shut up, everyone! Especially Ailian, I haven't beaten you recently, have you started to go to the house to uncover the tiles?"
Feng Lin grabbed Ailian's head and rubbed her hair into a chicken coop, "Yourong, come down and tell them whether I am a gentleman."
While talking, Ye Yourong got off Feng Lin.
She told exactly what happened.
"Look, I said the master wouldn't agree."
Yaoyao crossed his arms and said, "Master is so fierce, I think I can last at least three minutes."
Just as Ailian was about to speak, Feng Lin immediately turned around, passed his hand across the front of his belt, and pulled out the scalpel.
Click!
He knocked away the flying blue ice thorn with one strike of his knife.
"Hey! He's obviously a seventh-level player, but he turns out to be a master."
A man with short blue hair appeared on a big tree.