Chi Jinghong couldn't help but lower his head, "I'm sorry."
"I think you misunderstood. What's the use of a verbal apology? I want a substantive apology."
Feng Lin looked back at Chi Jinghong.
"What do you want to do?" Chi Jinghong asked with a frown.
"First of all, I want to take revenge. I won't slap you in the face. I feel bad for you. I will spank you on the ass."
Feng Lin raised his palm.
"You're dreaming! That's an insult to me, you might as well slap me in the face!"
Chi Jinghong closed his eyes and stretched out his beautiful face towards Feng Lin.
Feng Lin looked at Chi Jinghong's pretty face and swallowed lightly.
Then, he pinched Chi Jinghong's cheek hard and said, "Forget it, the beating won't hurt anyway, let's just let it go."
He jumped from the window again.
"You are also responsible this time. If you had explained on the spot, I would have believed you, but you admitted it."
Chi Jinghong crossed his arms and said calmly from the side.
"It's all my fault, right?"
Feng Lin rolled his eyes helplessly and lay down again.
He roughly felt that his body was almost recovered.
After such a long time, I finally entered the realm of Dacheng.
The strong energy in the body is completely different from tempering.
This is a qualitative improvement.
"It was my mistake this time. I didn't expect Li Hentian to hide it so deeply."
Chi Jinghong's voice was a little heavy.
She even doubted whether Li Hentian had lured her here on purpose.
I want to pass her and enter the seventh level of Dacheng.
"Is your body okay?"
Feng Lin tilted his head and asked.
"I have the protection of my ancestors, and my physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary people."
Chi Jinghong leaned against the window and explained.
"This soldier master is not simple."
Feng Lin stretched his body, held the back of his head and said.
"How do you feel? If you don't need me, I will go back."
Chi Jinghong needs to prepare.
Li Hentian knows the location of her own ruins.
She was afraid that the other party would rely on the strength of Dacheng Seventh Level to cause trouble in the ruins.
"You go back, I can do it alone."
Feng Lin waved his hand to Chi Jinghong.
"good."
Before Chi Jinghong left, he looked back at Feng Lin and said, "Thank you."
After saying that, she disappeared here.
Feng Lin looked at the window, thought for a while, and immediately called Ji Guangling.
Let him keep an eye on all parts of China.
I am afraid that the masters of the Shadow Clan will cause chaos everywhere.
There is another important thing. Jin Fenghuang should have guessed that he and Chi Jinghong were acting before.
Solving the Tantai family may not be that simple in the future.
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alliance.
Li Hentian, dressed in a suit, stepped into the ruins.
The guard next to him is an orc.
It has the ears of a lion.
He looked at Li Hentian and asked angrily: "Who are you?"
"Go and report that the Jiuli tribe's military leader is here."
Li Hentian showed a calm smile.
"What? Are you the commander of the army?"
The middle-aged man's expression changed with fright, he quickly took out his cell phone and reported to his superiors.
However, Li Hentian did not wait here.
He put one hand in his trouser pocket and walked deeper into the ruins.
In the center of the alliance ruins, Li Hentian spread his wings and flew to a high place.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his terrifying power wreaked havoc across the sky in an instant.
Boom!
The sound was like thunder, resounding across the sky.
In a few breaths, many experts from the alliance all approached here.
They looked up at the sky, and the terrifying power frightened them away.
When Li Hentian saw the masters gathered around him, he retracted his wings and landed on the ground.
He glanced around and finally landed on a few men with long black hair.
"Are you from the Shadow Clan?" Li Hentian asked calmly.
"Yes, I am Mo Lang, the son of the patriarch Mo Feng."
An old man with black hair looked at Li Hentian expressionlessly.
He is now over a hundred years old. When Mo Feng goes out, he is in charge of the Shadow Clan.
"I'm here to tell you something, Mo Feng is dead."
Li Hentian said calmly.
"What?"
People in the Shadow Clan are in panic. The leader of the clan is actually dead?
How is that possible?
Mo Feng is at the sixth level of Dacheng!
As for the other side, there is a group of people all with blond hair and their faces are full of energy.
Their eyes are also golden.
These people are one of the two major races in the alliance, the Golden Race.
The patriarch is Huang Shuiqu.
He is younger and slightly weaker than Mo Feng, but he has also entered the sixth level of Dacheng.
If Mo Feng really dies, the alliance belongs to their golden clan.
"Soldier! We, the Shadow Clan, and you, the Jiuli Clan, have no enmity or enmity. What do you mean?"
Mo Lang asked fiercely.
"I saw with my own eyes that the Empress and Feng Lin teamed up to attack Mo Feng in the Feixing Sect."
Li Hentian spread his hands calmly, "Mo Feng and I are old acquaintances, so I came to inform you."
"Giggle...the empress and Feng Lin join forces?"
Among the crowd, Lu Buran, dressed in office uniform, walked up with a smile.
She was dressed as usual, with high heels, black stockings, and a body-tight uniform.
Show off your plump figure to the fullest.
"Who doesn't know that the empress only uses Feng Lin to get the treasure of the Land of Spiritual Rhythm?"
Lu Buyan looked at Li Hentian with a smile, "Their cooperation has ended, how can they join forces again?"
"Yes, in the previous cemetery, we saw with our own eyes the empress snatching Feng Lin's treasure."
A member of the Shadow Clan said.
"Their relationship may not be that good, but they are definitely still friends."
Li Hentian turned around and explained, "Feng Lin is Mo Feng and I's common enemy. We joined forces to kill him in the Feixing Sect, but the Empress was helping Feng Lin."
"Impossible! Patriarch Mo Feng is invincible, how could he die!"
Lu Buyan shook his head vigorously.
"Believe it or not, I'm just here to inform you."
Li Hentian turned his head expressionlessly and prepared to leave.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said, "By the way, the alliance has lost a Dacheng Sixth Level member, and the future is bleak."
"What do you mean?"
Huang Shuiqu was still in high spirits. Hearing these words, he immediately asked.
"Mo Feng is dead, and the next person Feng Lin has to deal with is you, Huang Shuiqu!"
Li Hentian smiled lightly and said, "Think about it carefully."
After saying that, Li Hentian left here.
Mo Lang's eyes were cloudy and uncertain.
He suddenly stared at Lu Buran and said in a sinister tone: "If my father is really killed by Feng Lin in a sneak attack, I want you ghosts to be buried with him!"
"Mr. Mo Lang, what does this have to do with us?" Lu Buyan said aggrievedly.
"Stop pretending to be a fox in front of me! Feng Lin is your daughter's fiancé, of course you must bear the responsibility!"
Mo Lang turned around and said, "Not only that, I will also inform experts from all over the world to use residents from hundreds of cities to bury my father with him!"
"Mo Lang! Don't be carried away by anger, investigate first!"
Huang Shuiqu came out and said.
"No need for you to remind me!"
Mo Lang snorted, took out his cell phone, and walked deeper into the ruins.