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Chapter 1683 My old man doesn't like her type

"Let's go! What are you doing standing still?"

Mu Qiuwan patted Feng Lin on the arm.

Feng Lin then left the formation and looked up at his surroundings.

There is really a fairy atmosphere here, even at night, you can still clearly see the white clouds in the sky.

Feng Lin, led by Mu Qiuwan, passed through the clouds above.

Only then did I realize that the clouds were formations, and they were offensive formations.

The light above the clouds is much brighter than below. Many palaces have solar street lights in front of them.

The interior of the palace is also very bright.

Mu Qiuwan took Feng Lin with him to the deepest mountain top.

"Wait a moment."

After Mu Qiuwan finished speaking, he walked into the palace.

After a while, Mu Qiuwan came to Feng Lin. She smiled and said, "Go in."

"good."

Feng Lin took two steps forward and found that Mu Qiuwan hadn't moved. He asked, "Aren't you going?"

"I won't go, I want to go back and report to Master."

After Mu Qiuwan finished speaking, he left here.

Feng Lin touched his nose and walked into the palace.

The lights inside the palace are very bright, and the architecture here is full of modernity.

Three women are sitting on the sofa at the moment.

Feng Lin came to Yang Xiuyuan first, smiled and lowered his head, "Hello, senior, I'm Feng Lin."

Yang Xiuyuan looked at Feng Lin and said with a smile: "Are you China's Feng Lin?"

"Yes, I have heard the name of Senior Qian Jixiang a long time ago. Senior and the old man... No, he and Ji Guangling are a match made in heaven!"

Feng Lin flattered him first.

"Qian Jixiang? You have recognized the wrong person. I am not Qian Jixiang."

Yang Xiuyuan smiled and waved his hands.

"What the hell?"

Feng Lin turned around in embarrassment and looked at the woman Lu Yan.

"I'm sorry, senior, I didn't expect the legendary Lord of Immortal Palace to be so young!"

Feng Lin continued to flatter, "Ji Guangling can't look down on such a beautiful woman. There must be something wrong with his brain!"

"You brat, who are you scolding?"

Qian Jixiang, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa beside him, scolded.

"It's none of your business if I scold my old man?"

Feng Lin glanced at Qian Jixiang and said expressionlessly, "I came here this time all because of Ji Guangling and Mu Qiuwan. I can give you the face of senior Qian, but who do you think you are?"

"What the hell..."

Qian Jixiang stood up and stood on the sofa, "Do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are? To put it bluntly, don't you rely on the support of your elders? I have seen many people like you."

Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in, he was not used to these second-generation ancestors.

"Um...you may have misunderstood. My name is Lu Yan, and this is Qian Jixiang."

Lu Yan on the sofa pointed at Qian Jixiang and said.

"She...Senior, are you kidding me?"

Feng Lin was even more embarrassed. The two flattery shots didn't hit the right spot.

Who would have thought that a master of sublimation like Qian Jixiang would be a little kid.

boom!

Qian Jixiang's long black hair suddenly danced wildly, and a suffocating pressure instantly fell on Feng Lin.

Feng Lin's heart was shocked and he felt the blood in his body began to surge.

This was the first time Feng Lin encountered such a terrifying power.

Although he has also seen several sublimated realms.

But neither the original Yin Yang Crusaders commander nor Wei Sheng Hong used Qi to suppress him.

As for Hai She who fought recently, he is not at his peak.

His power is far inferior to the Qian Jixiang in front of him.

"Senior, there is a misunderstanding!"

Feng Lin's body was bent under the pressure and he hurriedly explained.

"If you dare to be rude to me, kneel down!"

The power of Qian Jixiang increases further.

brush!

Feng Lin used his divine power to retreat to the palace gate.

His face gradually became cold, and he put his trouser pockets in his pockets and said, "It seems that you don't welcome me, senior."

Qian Jixiang's eyes suddenly widened. This kid was able to escape from her suppression.

"As I said just now, I'm here to save face for Ji Guangling and Mu Qiuwan."

Feng Lin turned around and said, "Since senior doesn't welcome you, then I'll just leave."

"You can't leave!"

Qian Jixiang appeared in the air and raised his hand to grab Feng Lin.

The stone slab under Feng Lin's feet suddenly shattered and turned into a big bluestone hand, grabbing Feng Lin.

"I want to leave, who can stop me?"

Feng Lin's figure didn't go far and appeared next to the big hand.

For Qian Jixiang, this is completely provocative.

He could obviously run away further, but he refused to run away and just stood by.

This is telling Qian Jixiang that she can't stop herself.

"You brat! You're looking for death!"

Qian Jixiang's face turned pale as he flew out of the palace.

"Sister Jixiang!"

Lu Yan immediately stood up and stood in front of Qian Jixiang. She whispered, "Do you still want to see Ji Guangling?"

Qian Jixiang held back his anger after hearing this.

"Feng Lin, I'm sorry, our boss likes Ji Guangling, and he got angry when he heard you scold him."

Lu Yan walked over with a smile, "She usually has a good temper."

"Don't come here! The old lady said before that she is a crazy woman."

Feng Lin looked at Qian Jixiang in the distance.

"Ji Guangling, you bastard! How dare you say that to me!"

Qian Jixiang roared.

Boom!

The terrifying air wave instantly turned all the table and chair decorations in the palace into powder.

But the walls of the palace were flashing with runes, blocking the attack.

Obviously Qian Jixiang often plays this way, and they have been prepared for it.

Yang Xiuyuan inside the building deployed his formation, and several people moved outside the palace.

"Sister Jixiang, I don't care, you can play however you want."

Lu Yan looked at the flying Qian Jixiang and walked away helplessly.

"stop!"

Qian Jixiang called out and stood with his hands behind his hands, "It's normal for Ji Guangling to say that. I'll leave it to you."

Lu Yan then turned back and looked at Feng Lin with a smile, "It depends on what you mean. I came here voluntarily. What's the matter?"

"I wanted to rob the spiritual mine, so I was thinking about the relationship between the Immortal Palace and the old man, so I came over to see if we could cooperate."

Feng Lin spread his hands expressionlessly, "Now it seems that it's not necessary."

"Only you? How can you be qualified to cooperate with our Immortal Palace!" Qian Jixiang snorted coldly.

"Feng Lin, don't listen to her. Let me ask you something. How is your relationship with Ji Guangling?"

Lu Yan asked with a smile.

"Old man, let me just count you as my father."

Feng Lin originally called him Old Master just because he was older than the Second Master.

When he opens his mouth or shuts up, it’s all Xiao Meng.

The second master, Meng Changsheng, is only in his sixties.

Ji Guangling directly said one hundred and two. If he called him grandpa, he would be confused with the second master, so he called him old master.

Who would have thought that as his strength increased and he became more knowledgeable, the old man would turn into a young man at the age of 120.

"So, you guys have a good relationship, can you help my boss?"

Lu Yan looked at Qian Jixiang with a smile.

Feng Lin shook his head gently. He also knew that Lu Yan was trying to ease the atmosphere between the two of them.

But Feng Lin still said calmly: "My old man doesn't like her type."

"What type does he like?"

Qian Jixiang narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Is not this nonsensical?"

Feng Lin kept gesticulating with his hands, "The front must be so big, right? The back must be so round, and the height must be at least 1.7 meters..."

"Shut up!"

Qian Jixiang shouted coldly.


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