Anquan thought about it carefully and felt that what Feng Lin said made sense.
Then, she smiled bitterly, "What if Fen Mu didn't take action?"
Feng Lin was dumbfounded and thought that this matter was very possible. For example, this time the Sun Clan dealt with Dark Spring, Fen Mu did not come.
"I don't know about that."
Feng Lin shook his head gently, "You can figure it out yourself. Anyway, you are at the sublimation level, so nothing will happen to you."
"I also want to thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I might have really given in."
Anquan looked at Feng Lin and said.
"You're welcome, we're all our own people."
Feng Lin waved his hand, turned around and flew to the west.
Anquan looked at Feng Lin's back and fell into deep thought again.
She was at a loss for a moment.
It was as if a heavy burden on my body suddenly disappeared, and I didn't know what to do anymore.
Once, her purpose was for the Demon Clan. When she was a child, she saw the Yin Yang Crusaders constantly oppressing the Demon Clan, and she couldn't even sleep peacefully.
So this ambition has been engraved in my heart since I was a child.
But I have been doing it for so long and so much, and what I get in return is not as good as what I put in.
The demon clan she led chose to betray after seeing Lieshan's powerful power.
Those elders who treat themselves arrogantly are also weaklings.
Now, when I want to find someone to talk to, I don’t know who to turn to.
"My life is such a failure."
Anquan murmured softly. She looked at Feng Lin in the distance, and his figure had shrunk into a small dot.
She suddenly burst out with energy and caught up with Feng Lin.
Feng Lin was looking for a place to take a good rest, but he didn't expect Hidden Spring to catch up with him again.
He immediately turned around warily, looked at Anquan and asked, "Why are you here again?"
"I'm here to take revenge! I haven't even avenged your insult to me yet, so how can I let you go!"
Anquan said this, but untied the tied black hair.
She shook her head, and her hairstyle returned to her original 46-point long hair.
"Sister, are you no longer a human being? Who am I doing this time when I go into danger?"
Feng Lin asked helplessly, "Also, why do you think Qian Jixiang came so far away?"
"Did you tell her to come save me?"
Anquan asked in surprise.
"No, I didn't say let her come to save you, I just said that the Sun Clan might attack you."
Feng Lin waved his hand, "These are not the important points. The important point is that I am very good to you, right? Even if you don't thank me, I have made up for it."
"Why did you save me?" Anquan asked.
"If I told you that you are beautiful and that I like you, you would not believe me. I would just tell the truth. The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
Feng Lin spread his hands and said, "You should also know the grudge between me and the Sun Clan. I will definitely stop them from destroying you."
"Yes, I believe this reason."
Anquan had thought before that Feng Lin would definitely not help him for no reason.
"So, isn't it a pity for senior to kill me? We have a common enemy."
Feng Lin said with a smile.
"You're right, I won't kill you."
Anquan nodded, crossed his arms and said, "But the death penalty can be avoided, but the living penalty cannot be escaped."
"Oh, I said, eldest sister, just let me go. I almost died because of you this time. I need to go to the hospital for treatment now. When I recover, I will suffer your consequences again. I'll leave it to the head office."
Feng Lin had a helpless expression on his face.
"Okay, I promise you."
Anquan's visit to Feng Lin this time was not originally for fighting. She just suddenly lost her direction and wanted to find someone to talk to.
But she really didn't know who to look for.
Mr. Charming?
In fact, she knew very well that the relationship between the two was just a cooperative relationship. The key to her contact with the Demon Research Institute was not for their research, but just because of Jiao Chunqiu.
As long as their ruins are discovered, they can change to another one and find him again to carve the spirit-breaking formation.
Of course, I don't know where he is now.
Thousands of auspiciousness?
People will definitely ignore her.
I feel that only Feng Lin is good. This young man is not very strong, but he can accomplish so many great things in a strange land.
The achievements in the future will definitely be extraordinary.
"Then why don't you leave?"
Feng Lin looked at Anquan with no intention of leaving.
"Why should I leave? I still want to protect you." Anquan said calmly.
"Fuck..."
Feng Lin's relationship with her wasn't that good yet, and he didn't want to expose his weak self in front of her.
"It's okay Feng Lin, if she really dares to attack you, I will control your escape."
Ye Yourong said with a smile.
Feng Lin thought about it and felt that this method was acceptable. Now Ye Yourong was becoming more and more skilled in controlling his body.
What's more, he felt that Anquan would not take action.
"Okay, then come with me."
Feng Lin found a mountain forest and built a small dark house. After throwing a transfer token to Anquan, he entered the small dark house.
Anquan glanced at the token and injected energy into it.
She also entered it.
Feng Lin has already taken out the wooden barrel to condense the water and extract the essence of heavenly materials and earthly treasures here.
After everything was over, he tore off his tattered clothes, leaving only his underpants.
Of course, he still had the dark green coat on him.
Feng Lin pulled out the thumbtacks one by one. Every time he pulled out one, the tense muscles relaxed, and then blood flowed down.
Anquan sat on the ground, watching this scene, she asked: "Is this a technique for overdrafting the body?"
"That's right. Otherwise, with my level 7 Dacheng, how could I have fought against the Golden Iron Armor for so long?"
Feng Lin smiled and said.
After everything was done, he entered the barrel and felt the essence of the medicine.
"Why are you still wearing your coat?" Anquan asked in confusion.
"Avoid suspicion and save you from saying I have no quality."
Feng Lin leaned against the barrel and gradually closed his eyes.
In the small dark room, it was quiet for a few minutes.
Anquan sat on the ground, hugged his knees and asked, "What is your relationship with Qian Jixiang?"
"Um, how should I put this? The simple explanation is that she likes Ji Guangling, and I have a good relationship with Ji Guangling, and we became familiar with each other."
Feng Lin didn't go into detail.
"Oh, indeed, you are Chinese. With your talent, Ji Guangling will definitely have a good relationship with you."
Anquan nodded slightly.
"What about you? What's your relationship with Qian Jixiang? It seems there is some misunderstanding between you."
Feng Lin opened his eyes and looked at the dark spring.
"It's not a misunderstanding. Back then, the Demon Clan was divided and gradually turned into internal fighting. The elder of my branch killed the people in her branch."
Anquan sighed softly, "Just to get their skills and treasures."
"Killing her branch? Then her attitude towards you is normal."
Feng Lin looked up at the heights, "After all, it is her home."
"We had a good relationship before the Demon Clan was divided. I didn't expect this to happen."
Anquan's hand grasped the ground, "Of course, even if I knew, I couldn't stop it. I was still young at the time."
"I remember she said she was of mixed race. What bloodline did she have?"