Feng Lin finally understood why Yaoyao was too scared to come over.
It seemed that what she was afraid of was not Mu Qiuwan, but the mulberry in front of her.
"Senior, is this necessary? Since you know my relationship with Ji Guangling, doing this will definitely make him hate you."
Feng Lin deliberately delayed, not to mention that in this battle, he did not use the Seven Deadly Needles.
On the spirit-severing formation outside, there is still strength to fight.
"There is a strange flow here. I gave him the broken arm. Can you just restore another one?"
Mulberry's mature voice was indifferent.
"It's not an arm problem. If Ji Guangling really enters the Immortal Palace and says bad things about you in your grandma's ears, will you still get what you want?"
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
Hearing this, Sang Biao couldn't help but frown, it did make some sense.
No matter how you please yourself, you will always be an outsider.
After Ji Guangling gets married, he will be my grandma’s man.
The gap between the two is still huge.
"What do you propose?"
Sang Bao looked at Feng Lin and asked.
"It's very simple. I'll help you persuade Ji Guangling to let him enter the Immortal Palace."
Feng Lin smiled and said, "Actually, my words are still very effective for the old man."
"You think I'm stupid? Just let you go back like this?"
Sang Bao's hand grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder, "Call him now!"
"Senior, it's getting late. The old man is an old man after all. He won't answer the phone at this hour."
Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands, "How about tomorrow."
"tomorrow……"
"What? Is it possible that senior took the opportunity to escape tonight because he was afraid that he would not be able to stop me?"
Feng Lin used a slight provocation.
"Just you?"
Sang Bao crossed his arms, and the flesh in front of him continued to expand.
Feng Lin was embarrassed to look at it.
"Then tomorrow, Qiu Wan, you will be responsible for keeping an eye on him. If there is any change, notify me immediately."
Mulberry turned around and walked towards the building in the distance.
With every step he took, the flesh on his butt trembled.
"What are you looking at?"
Mu Qiuwan glared at Feng Lin, "A stunning beauty like Master is not something a little person like you can spy on!"
"What the hell..."
Feng Lin almost burst out, but fortunately he had received strict training and would never laugh no matter how funny it was.
However, Feng Lin also studied psychology.
Perhaps this is the so-called worship effect.
Mu Qiuwan admired his master and subconsciously imitated her.
In the end, the aesthetics became that of her master.
"By the way, give me my transfer token."
Feng Lin suddenly raised his hand and said.
Mu Qiuwan looked at the two people surrounding him.
Only the older woman came forward.
Xie Hong handed a pair of transfer tokens to Feng Lin.
After Feng Lin took it, he looked at the slightly younger woman aside.
But this woman lowered her head, a little at a loss, "Um... I was taken away by Mr. Sang."
"What?"
Feng Lin's expression changed, even though there were about ten more of these things.
But he couldn't make it.
In addition, there are many people around Feng Lin, so it may not be enough to act together.
"Sister, what do you think we should do?"
Feng Lin looked at Mu Qiuwan, "I don't have any merit this time, but I still have hard work, right? I saved you, and you still want to take my treasure. Isn't it too much?"
"this……"
Deep down in Mu Qiuwan's heart, she was also afraid of her master.
"It would be fine if there was a treasure in this formation, but I didn't get anything. In the end, my treasure was gone. I was very disappointed."
Feng Lin sighed deeply.
"You wait!"
Mu Qiuwan turned around and walked towards the building in the distance.
Feng Lin looked at the buildings in the distance.
As expected, Mu Qiuwan was slapped on the head and face, and walked out again with his head lowered.
She came over sheepishly, "Sorry, Feng Lin."
"I'd better heal your injuries first. You're not a good master. I don't care about you with such a serious injury."
Feng Lin said it loudly on purpose.
"Keep your voice down."
Mu Qiuwan reminded.
"Did I make a mistake? What's more, you are also at the ninth level now, and the gap between you and her is only a few dozen tons of spiritual stones."
Feng Lin first pulled out a few thumbtacks from Mu Qiuwan's body.
Mu Qiuwan's body couldn't help but tremble, and the blood from the wound began to flow again.
"Lie down."
Feng Lin squatted on the ground.
Mu Qiuwan covered the wound and sat on the ground.
"But your body is indeed in good shape. Normal people can't bear this kind of injury."
Feng Lin took out the medical needle and thread from the space ring, "What race are you?"
"In the alien land, most of the sect disciples are of mixed blood."
Mu Qiuwan explained, "I only know that most of my bloodline should come from Yanhuang."
Feng Lin's hand touched Mu Qiuwan's ring and took out the treasure of heaven and earth.
There is no need to use your own to treat a big shot like Mu Qiuwan.
After extracting the essence and applying it to the wound, Feng Lin sewed it up.
"Okay, this thread is medically dissolvable, so there is no need to remove it."
Feng Lin stood up and said.
At this time, he found Sangwei standing outside the building in the distance, looking at him.
"Feng Lin, come here!"
After Mulberry finished speaking, she went back to the building.
After Feng Lin stood up, he walked over there.
The buildings here are wooden houses and should be newly built.
After Feng Lin walked into the house, he found that the area inside was not large.
Sang Bian sat on the bed and looked at Feng Lin calmly, "Give me your space ring."
"Senior, you are being too bullying."
Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in and said coldly, "I saved your men, and you, the boss, not only don't thank me, but you also steal my treasure?"
"I just want to see what kind of treasure you find here."
Sang Bao touched her thick lips and stared at Feng Lin.
"There's nothing precious in it!"
Feng Lin said sharply.
"Then let me see!" Sang Bian stretched out his hand.
"There is a treasure in my space ring, but it's not from here."
Feng Lin said calmly, "My favorability towards your Immortal Sect is declining rapidly, senior, please don't bully others too much!"
"What? You still dare to threaten me?"
Sangpao's eyes narrowed.
"There are many people who want to kill me, and many of them are in the ninth level."
Feng Lin sneered.
"The ninth level is divided into three, six, and nine levels, not to mention you are still far behind."
Sang Bao held up her face and said arrogantly: "I am better than you, so I can be one step ahead of you. This is reality, but some people are not as straightforward as me."
"I have nothing to talk about with you."
Feng Lin's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "I have remembered the transfer token you owe me. When I go to the alien land, I will personally go to your fairy gate to ask for it."
After saying that, Feng Lin turned around and left.
"You think you can leave!"
Sang Bao suddenly stood up, pressing towards Feng Lin with terrifying energy.
brush!
Feng Lin left easily and appeared at the entrance of the ruins.
"you wanna die!"
Sang Bao let out a loud shout, and with terrifying energy, she suddenly caught up with Feng Lin.
But Feng Lin had already left the ruins and jumped onto the spirit-breaking formation outside the Academic Affairs Office.
Not only that, he also had a Gatling in his hand.
Sang Bao caught up with Feng Lin in the blink of an eye. She looked at the weapon in Feng Lin's hand, "Do you think that kind of thing is useful to me?"