Princess Against the World

"That's nonsense!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of something and suddenly threw Dieyi into nothingness.

"I know, Nihility, is this how you kid deceived me?!"

Yes!

It must be!

This kid must have made something he had never seen before to fool him!

"Xiwu, you are so unkind! In order not to choose a weapon for me, you use such a thing to fool me? We don't look at Ling Luoyu's face, but we have to look at my face, Feng Chenglin, right?"

Feng Chenglin became more and more angry as he talked, his face red and his neck thick.

"Tell me, we have been together for so long, how do I treat you? Apart from Third Young Master, I am the most sincere to you... You are so good, you actually teased me with this thing, are you feeding your conscience to the dog?! "

Xu Wu said with an innocent face: "Young Master Feng, I..."

This is an unfounded charge.

"This butterfly coat is really a weapon. I once saw my ancestor use it... When using it, it has no light!"

"Use it?" Feng Chenglin gasped: "What did the ancestor use it for?"

embroidered?

"Of course he kills people! After drinking blood, it turns red!"

"..."

Looking at Xian Wu's serious face, he didn't seem to be joking, and Feng Chenglin's anger was suppressed a bit.

"This...killing shows blood...is it red?"

"certainly!"

Xuwu handed the butterfly clothes back to Feng Chenglin.

"If you don't believe it, try it!"

Feng Chenglin took it suspiciously, but in his heart MMP——

How to try?

"Didn't you say that this thing requires mental power?"

"yes!"

"...Where do I get my spiritual power?"

"...Practice!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What nonsense again!

"Nothingness, you lied to me again, didn't you? There is no such thing as spiritual power on my ancestor's grave!!"

Are you kidding me?

Can anyone practice spiritual power?

"Those who can cultivate must have talents like Third Young Master and Old Ancestor no matter what. How can I cultivate spiritual power?"

"Since Dieyi has chosen it, there must be a reason!"

Nothing is serious, eyes are dark, and eyes are burning.

"If you are willing, I can help you practice... Back then, my ancestor also accepted disciples. I have some experience in how to train them to cultivate spiritual power!"

“Practice, just practice!”

Feng Chenglin agreed readily.

Anyway, if he succeeds in practicing this thing, it will be his blessing.

If the end result is still a waste of time, he won't suffer a loss, at most it will only cost some time.

And now that he is in the realm of chaos, he has plenty of time!

Looking at the soft butterfly clothes in his hands, he couldn't help but frown again: "This little maggot... won't it be my weapon in the future?"

Dieyi→_→

What are maggots called?

Does anyone have a name that is easy to kill? !

Feng Chenglin shook his butterfly clothes and felt more and more depressed.

"You said that my ancestor has so many weapons, why did it find me? Could it be that... we have the same odor?"

Looking at him like this little maggot, too weak to hold up the wall? !

"Everything in the world has a spiritual destiny! This butterfly garment has never come out since it was collected by the ancestors, so I almost didn't recognize it when I saw it for the first time!"

"That... nothingness, didn't you say you saw what it looked like after it was stained with blood? Then how... did it kill people!?"

Feng Chenglin swung his butterfly coat, but no matter how he did it, he couldn't see its lethality.

Even if it becomes transparent, it is just a transparent thread.