Ten Fiancees Who Retired At The Beginning

Su Miya's voice was a bit solemn, "Are you sure you are ready?"

"Five percent sure, elder sister dare to accompany me?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"Are you kidding? You said clearly that the power behind you is strong."

Su Miya laughed when she heard this.

"Because the power is too great, it is not worth taking a shot at the small shrimps like Dragon Palace, so they gave it to me."

Feng Linton said, "Sister can choose to watch the game by the side."

"I don't watch the battle or participate, how about it?"

Su Miya asked with a smile.

"If this is the case, for example, it is better for you to participate."

Feng Lin smiled faintly, "Tomorrow afternoon, we should be there."

After speaking, Feng Lin hung up.

With his hands in his trouser pockets, he went to Meng Changsheng's side, "Second Lord, get ready, we will leave tomorrow."

"Hey, you really don't feel sorry for my old lame man."

Meng Changsheng smoked helplessly.

"Brother Changsheng, I'll accompany you." Wei Wei smiled beside her.

"You don't need you."

Meng Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

Feng Lin didn't plan to let Wei Wei pass, he was relieved that there was a second master.

...

Feng Lin didn't tell Xu Ruoying and the others what he had to do.

Early the next morning, Feng Lin looked at Qiuhui at Jingong Temple, who was still sleeping beside him, and left gently.

After breakfast, Feng Lin led Meng Changsheng and Si Kongjin to leave the ruins.

The Dragon Palace is on the northern border of China.

Feng Lin had already booked the tickets for the three of them last night.

Feng Lin drove his Wuling Hongguang again and took the two to the airport.

Park the car where it was previously deflated.

This time the second master did not take a wheelchair, leaned on crutches, followed them, and did not take a special passage.

...

Prairie Province.

After Feng Lin and others came here, they took a taxi to the passenger terminal.

Take the bus again to this destination.

It is located in the north, in a township called Easygoing.

"Finally."

Feng Lin looked up at the hills in the distance, and said with a smile: "There is the old nest of the Dragon Palace."

"Go now or wait?"

Sikong asked nearby.

"Go get something to eat first and relax."

Feng Lin glanced at the phone, it was half past one in the afternoon.

There is time.

The three of them came to the streets of this township, surrounded by many small restaurants.

Feng Lin found a restaurant.

"Boss, have a roast leg of lamb."

Feng Lin looked at the menu on the wall and said with a smile.

"okay!"

The cashier is a middle-aged woman. She said to several people, "Sit down first."

Feng Lin first helped Meng Changsheng and let him sit down.

He sat opposite with Si Kongjin.

There is only one table in this restaurant.

They are four young people, one of them with permed hair winked at the other three.

After being reminded, the remaining few people noticed that Sikong was close to Feng Lin.

They were all shocked in their hearts that they could meet such a superb woman.

At a glance, that face seemed to be engraved in the heart, unforgettable.

At this time, the first perm youth stood up with a smile.

He came to Si Kongjin, smiled and took out his phone, "Beauty, can we add a WeChat?"

Sikong Jin said lightly: "Go away."

"Hahaha! Old Ma, are you ashamed?"

"People look down on you."

...

The remaining three young people suddenly laughed when they found that Ma was directly rejected.

The perm youth's face suddenly became gloomy, he lifted one leg and stepped on the table in front of him, "No one who scolds me usually ends up well."

"Fuck! This young man is so angry."Meng Changsheng sighed with a smile.

"F*ck f*ck? Dead lame, here is your part? Believe it or not, Laozi asked someone to scrap your other leg? Throw you to the border?"

As soon as the perm young man's voice fell, Feng Lin gently kicked the leg on which he landed.

brush!

Because his other leg is on the table.

This leg suddenly slipped, and there was a mid-air split.

Click!

There was a slit in the crotch of his jeans.

Boom!

His body fell to the ground, still in a split state.

Because he had never done this before, he suddenly split open and his legs couldn't go back.

"what!"

He screamed like a pig, grinning in pain.

"Old horse!"

Upon seeing this, the remaining young people hurriedly came to help.

One of the young men wanted to break his leg back.

"Ah! Don't move, it hurts!"

The old horse roared, "Take me to the hospital quickly."

The last few people carried the old horse in the split state and left the hotel.

"Boy, I remember you!"

Before leaving, the other party did not forget to say something cruel.

Feng Lin just shook his head and smiled, as it was a relaxing episode before the war.

After a few people had dinner, they walked together to the hills outside the township.

Along the way, Feng Lin put on a pure black mask.

Meng Changsheng and Sikong are close, the same is true.

"No need to look for it, they have already told us where is the location."

Feng Lin looked into the distance, and there was the aura of ancient warriors over there.

The three speeded up and came to the destination.

"Who are you?"

Outside the entrance of a cave, was a person wearing a silver dragon mask.

"We are invisible, come to see Long Hao as a guest."

Feng Lin said lightly.

"Do you dare to call the Dragon King by his name and don't want to live anymore?"

The middleman in the silver dragon mask said sharply.

Sikong nearly didn't speak, he walked forward while putting on his white gloves.

brush!

He flashed behind the man in an instant and grabbed the back of his neck.

Click!

The terrifying force crushed the opponent's neck.

The blue light radiating from his hand evaporates this person.

"Second Lord, go in."

With his hands in his trouser pockets, Feng Lin smiled and looked at Meng Changsheng, "Remember, if the opponent starts the formation, come to me immediately."

After speaking, everyone stepped into the ruins.

Here is a grassland, endless.

Can only feel the powerful aura in the depths of the ruins.

"Start to clean up."

Feng Lin showed a faint smile.

...

The depths of the ruins.

Long Hao is in a stone building.

He is wearing a suit, braids and beard.

He looked at the information in his hand and said lightly: "No accident, Xuanwu is dead."

"impossible!"

A burly man with black short sleeves on the side.

He is the number one expert beside Long Hao, Bai Hu.

He said sharply, "Xuanwu is the peak of tempering, he should be delayed by something."

"He said that he took people to Fenglin's hometown. Now he has disappeared. Fenglin's hometown has no casualties. It seems that everything happened, and he is still harvesting wheat with peace of mind."

Long Hao sneered at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Feng Lin's hometown has masters."

Boom!

At this moment, there was a huge vibration in the ruins.

Immediately afterwards, there was an endless stream of vibrations.

"Dragon King! The big event is not good, someone has rushed into our ruins!"

A middle-aged man with green curly hair rushed in and said.

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