Chapter 1902 The limelight was stolen by the little girl
Feng Lin nodded with satisfaction, "I can control the sublimated state. It is indeed a treasure."
"Of course, I heard people say that Death Star Grass is also the top-notch thing in the land of gods."
Ye Yourong smiled and said, "Just because of its flowers, which are colorless and odorless, many masters will fall for it."
While she was talking, she carefully picked off the flowers. There were exactly six flowers in total.
As many as the angles of a star.
"Tell me, how to divide it?"
Feng Lin asked, looking at the stars.
"I'm a reasonable person. If it wasn't you this time, I wouldn't be able to get in, otherwise this would be the case."
Ye Yourong pointed to the Death Star Grass, "I'll take one each of the flower and the antidote. The rest belongs to you, but give me the remaining Death Star Grass."
Hearing this, Feng Lin showed a faint smile, "Is there anything else you haven't told me?"
"I don't need to lie to you. I took the Death Star Grass to cultivate it and harvest more flowers."
Ye Yourong shook his head, "But it takes many years for a Death Star Grass to grow into flowers. I don't think you need it."
"No! Everything belongs to me! It's too dangerous to give it to you."
Feng Lin flatly refused, "If you take it, what if it makes you angry one day and you plant this thing into our river?"
"I'm not that stupid. This kind of treasure, of my upright nature, will definitely be taken away by other masters."
Ye Yourong looked at Feng Lin, "You have no idea how valuable this thing is."
"Then what are you going to plant?"
Feng Lin looked at the dark world outside. The surrounding land must have been polluted.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Ye Yourong shook his head.
"Otherwise I destroy this Death Star Grass and I'll give you another flower."
Feng Lin came over, stretched out his hand and said.
"How can it be ruined? Do you know how many treasures a flower can exchange for?"
Ye Yourong hid the Death Star Grass behind his back, "I do it for your own good."
"Bring it here! Leave it here with me for now. After you decide on a place, I will consider whether to give it to you."
Feng Lin grabbed Ye Yourong's shoulders and pulled her to his side.
"That's okay. Death Star Grass can persist for a year or two. During this period, it can continue to survive as long as it is replanted."
Ye Yourong gave the Death Star Grass to Feng Lin, and she left a flower and the fruit at the root.
Feng Lin put away all the remaining things.
The two came out of the cave and continued to search around, but found that there was nothing here.
Ye Yourong followed Feng Lin, "This ruins is where someone planted Death Star grass. There should be no one living there."
"Planting? I don't know if the owner here is dead."
Feng Lin shook his head.
However, the location of the Death Star Grass is still relatively easy to find.
Now that Feng Lin has it, it proves that they were the first ones to arrive here during this period.
"Okay, let's go back. Although this baby can't improve the strength, it still has an effect."
Feng Lin grabbed Ye Yourong's shoulders, "Let's merge and I'll take you through."
"Who wants to merge with you?"
Ye Yourong glared at Feng Lin, but still prepared to use the technique.
At this moment, a pillar of fire shot out of the dragon's head in the distance.
From a distance, it looks like this long black dragon spitting fire.
The next moment, several people appeared here.
Feng Lin looked into the distance. Three of them were the men in black robes who fought before.
There is another one, which is the Golden Dream of the Sun Clan.
Unexpectedly, they broke through the formation.
Several people also looked at Feng Lin. Unexpectedly, someone came in before them, and there were two of them.
Jin Fumeng stared at Feng Lin's face.
Feng Lin was still wearing a human skin mask at this moment, plus the man in black robe beside him.
She remembered that she had seen him outside the tomb before.
"How did you get in?" Jin Fumeng came over and asked.
"We don't know, we just walked in anyway."
Feng Lin smiled and spread his hands.
"Did you find anything here? I'm talking about baby."
One of the old men in black robes asked in a deep voice.
"No, there is dark land all around. We have looked carefully and there is nothing."
Feng Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that it would not be so easy to leave.
"Then give me your space ring and let me see it."
The old man in black robe walked towards Feng Lin, "I don't like others to lie to me."
"Really? Then what's the treasure of that path you took?"
Feng Lin smiled and stretched out his hand, "Take your ring and let me see it first."
"you wanna die!"
The old man in black robe stepped forward and attacked Feng Lin.
Zheng!
Suddenly, a wall of fire appeared between Feng Lin and the old man in black robe, blocking the two of them.
Jin Fumeng raised the golden sword and looked at the man in black robes calmly, "Guys, could you please take off your black robes for my sake? You are all masters, and it is more sincere to chat face to face."
Ye Yourong took off her black robe first, revealing her little face.
Jin Fumeng glanced sideways, and it turned out to be the person he had seen outside before.
"It's you! So you're not dead!"
The old man here sneered darkly. He stared at Ye Yourong and walked over, "What good luck!"
"What are you going to do? I said, we are all masters, it is better to face each other."
Jin Fumeng stood in front of Feng Lin Ye Yourong and looked at the old man coldly.
Feng Lin raised his eyebrows, although he guessed that this woman might have selfish motives.
But his appearance at this moment is indeed a bit chic.
"Jin Fumeng, what kind of face do you have?"
The old man in black robe sneered.
"Are you from the Demon Research Institute?" Ye Yourong asked, pointing to the old man in front of him.
Currently, the only organization wanted for her is the Demonic Research Institute.
"Haha! You guessed it right!"
The old man in black robe in front of him used his strength to shatter the black robe.
Showing half a skull-like face and half a normal face.
His eyes are dark red.
Seeing this ferocious old man, Feng Lin immediately remembered who he was.
Bu Pi.
Demon clan.
In the previous ruins, he, several spirit steel troops from the Demon Research Institute, and a master of the sublimation realm had appeared.
But in the end, their group and the Yin Yang Crusaders were all scared away by Dad.
"It's over, it's over."
Ye Yourong was so frightened that her face turned pale. She grabbed Feng Lin's arm and hid behind him.
Unexpectedly, it was Bu Pi who came this time.
Although Bu Pi is also from the Heavenly Demon Clan, he does not belong to the Lieshan lineage, nor does he belong to the Dark Spring lineage.
He belongs to the Demon Research Institute.
However, the Demon Research Institute and the Demon Clan of the Dark Spring lineage have a cooperative relationship.
Compared to Lieshan, he has a closer relationship with Anquan.
The number one general under Anquan is the one who signed a contract with Ye Yourong before, named Yan Ren.
He can fight with the top ten sequence captains of the Yin Yang Crusade.
The Bu Pi in front of him was only slightly inferior to Yan Ren, and could fight with about ten captains.
Feng Lin's face also became solemn, remembering that before, this Bu Pi was on par with the tenth-ranked Ying Yao.
"It turns out it's you, Bu Pi!"
Jin Fumeng stared at the old man in front of him and said expressionlessly.
"Now you know who you are, right? Let alone you, even if your grandfather is the number one Golden Crow, I'm not afraid!"
The black energy on Bu Pi's body suddenly erupted, and a terrifying wave of energy shot straight into the sky.