Xu Ruoying immediately came behind Feng Juedi and said with a smile: "Grandpa, it's not good to lie down all the time. Let me rub your shoulders."
Seeing this, Jinguji Qiuhui immediately moved a small bench and sat next to Feng Jedi's legs, "I'll rub your legs."
Feng Lin smiled awkwardly and said, "Master, don't refuse. Enjoy the care of this younger generation."
At this time, Liu Nian came over with a tray with a teapot and cups on it.
She first made Feng Jedi a drink.
"Thanks."
Feng Juedi picked up the teacup and took a sip, "How's it going over there? Didn't you encounter any danger?"
"No, but the recent situation seems to be changing."
Feng Lin said calmly, "The Demonic Research Institute created the Spiritual Steel Army and gave spiritual steel to the surface of the human body."
"Your dad told me before that it's really difficult."
Feng Jedi shook his head, "As long as you protect it properly, except for sublimation, there are almost no opponents."
"They are trying to figure out how to occupy the Western Continent. The Yin Yang Crusaders are currently at war with them, but they are just the appetizer."
Feng Lin stood up with a smile and walked towards the flowers and plants in the yard, "Master, who do you think will win in the end?"
Feng Jedi finished the tea and said with a smile: "If we rely solely on the Spiritual Steel Army, the winner will definitely be the Yin Yang Crusade."
Feng Lin remembered Cen Caixuan's words. She said that a hundred years ago, she felt that the Demon Research Institute was capable of doing this.
However, they lurked for hundreds of years.
If we talk about the Spiritual Steel Army, it is just the appetizer for the Demonic Research Institute.
Then they are terrible.
"Sir, regarding the ancestral hall in Fengjia Village, when can I go in again?"
This is another thing that Feng Lin came over. I remember that the senior said that he was not strong enough.
"Let's talk about the eighth level. First, try to fill up the Qihai."
Feng Juedi smiled.
Feng Lin nodded, "Then I'm not in a hurry."
…
Afternoon time.
Feng Lin and Feng Juedi sigh about life here.
Feng Juedi, just like before, gave Feng Lin a lot of quotes on how to be a good person.
It's almost time.
Feng Lin stood up to say goodbye and prepared to go home.
Feng Lin drove Wuling Hongguang and left the village. It was already dusk.
"Boss, who is that Ye Yourong? I feel like she is very mature, she looks like a little kid."
Liu Nian grabbed the co-pilot this time and asked from the side.
"You must have all come into contact with the Yin Yang Crusaders, right?" Feng Lin glanced at Liu Nian.
"Of course, this time in the Land of Spiritual Rhythm, we encountered two Yin-Yang Crusaders."
Liu Nian nodded.
"The Yin Yang Crusaders are the descendants of gods. Ye Yourong can also be considered a descendant of gods."
Feng Lin explained calmly.
"Why do I feel that this trip to a different place has changed your thinking?"
Liu Nian held up his cheeks and looked deeply at Feng Lin, "If it had been before, you would have said that they claim to be the descendants of gods. Is it possible for you to accept it?"
Behind them, Xu Ruoying and Jinguji Akihui also looked solemn.
Liu Nian was right. Feng Lin had never put so-called gods in his eyes.
"No, I did not accept the God in your hearts, but the God in my mind."
Feng Lin grinned, "The God in your hearts is supreme, omnipotent, and the creator of everything."
"But now, the god in my heart is just a realm, such as the tempering realm, such as the Dacheng realm."
Feng Lin looked forward, his eyes sparkling, "Work hard to become stronger, we can all become gods."
…
Xucheng.
When Feng Lin and others returned, it was already dark.
Zhao Qingqing did not ask Zhao Qingqing to cook tonight, but planned to find a restaurant and have a big meal.
There are quite a few of them.
The Three Big Fools, Chi Qiaoqiao, Wen Mo, and Jin Xiaotu.
The three old lolita, Ailian, Yaoyao, Ye Yourong.
There are also Xu Ruoying, Liu Nian, Jinguji Qiuhui, and Zhao Qingqing.
Including Feng Lin, there are eleven people in total.
Wuling Hongguang couldn't even sit down, so I had to walk.
Zhao Qingqing knows a store not far from here.
She and her mother Song Yun usually go shopping and often go there to eat.
Feng Lin and others, led by Zhao Qingqing, walked along the sidewalk to the hotel on the west side.
This group of people can naturally attract everyone's attention.
Feng Lin is here, but he is inconspicuous.
"Boss, I brought you a lot of guests today. Are there private rooms here?"
Zhao Qingqing came to a two-story restaurant. As soon as she entered the door, she said to the proprietress in the distance.
The proprietress here is a somewhat fat woman with a perm.
She looked at the group of people behind Qingqing, smiled and nodded, "Of course, I didn't expect there to be so many beauties, my eyes were dazzled."
"Of course, the friends of beauties are all beauties."
Zhao Qingqing said with a smile.
Feng Lin nodded secretly from behind. Qingqing seemed to have undergone many changes in this year.
Compared with before, I am more eloquent.
"You guys follow me to the second floor."
The landlady led a few people towards the stairs.
After a few people left, many people on the first floor of the restaurant still didn't react.
The sudden appearance of so many beauties made their eyes dazzled.
For a moment, I didn’t know who to go see.
"What are you looking at!"
A woman sitting in the corner threw her chopsticks to the ground gloomily, "They are just a group of club girls who have just gotten off work. They are full of technology and hard work!"
The boyfriend opposite her scratched his head in embarrassment, "Yes! He must be working in the club."
The men at the table across from them had expressions of disdain on their faces.
They can see the plastic surgery face at a glance.
The women in front of me are all beautiful, but their looks are completely different.
Coupled with a very natural expression, it is obvious that she is not plastic surgery.
The only ones that can be said to have had plastic surgery were the fronts of two of the women.
After all, Long's words can only be felt by touch.
“Excellent.”
One of them, a short-cut man wearing earrings, smiled.
"Brother Zhou, how about I go get a WeChat account?"
A strong man in a vest opposite said with a smile.
"Let's go together."
The short-haired man showed a lewd smile, "I know this one, and I have the contact information of the others."
…
Under the leadership of the boss, Feng Lin and others came to a room.
There was a large round dining table here. Chi Qiaoqiao, Wenmo and others ran over first and sat at the very back.
Feng Lin and others also took their seats.
Zhao Qingqing was outside, ordering food with the proprietress.
As soon as the proprietress turned around and left, she saw Zhou Xing and others approaching.
"Beauty, wait a moment."
Zhou Xing sped up a few steps and stood in front of Zhao Qingqing, "I see a pretty girl, do you work nearby?"
"Who are you?"
Zhao Qingqing asked with a frown.
"Brother Zhou is the owner of a nearby gym and has a lot of money."
The strong man in a vest next to him smiled and pressed his hand on the wall, "Beauty, add me on WeChat."
“No WeChat.”
Zhao Qingqing bypassed them and walked to the private room.
"What's wrong with adding one?"
The strong man in the vest grabbed Zhao Qingqing's shoulders from behind and said with a playful smile, "I won't let you go until I join him."
Zhao Qingqing's eyes suddenly turned cold. She turned around and kicked the strong man in the stomach, "Don't touch me!"
Even though she didn't use Qi Jin, the strong man still flew two meters upside down and hit the ground hard.
"Fuck! You dare to hit me?"
The strong man in the vest covered his stomach and growled, "Brother Zhou! Fuck her!"
"Haha, Lao Wang, it's wrong to hit someone. Let's see how my brother uses the law to deal with her."
Zhou Xing looked like he was sure of Zhao Qingqing.
