"Shen Hong!" Lin Wanbo was distressed, Shen Hong knew that he was indifferent to fame and fortune, but he was pursuing it, and got up and asked, "Why are you so... I can't point to it. ”

In the past, Lin Wanbo would have said it clearly in any unfavorable situation, but now he is directly involved in this matter...... Looks slightly suspicious.

"In the past, it was worse than bad. Listening to Lin Wanbo's confusion for a moment, his cunning appearance was revealed. Dao: I know that you are not greedy for power, but how do you know if Lin Wanfu is hiding something from you, or if it is... What about deception and exploitation?"

The corners of his eyes squinted back, with a slight smile.

"What's the defense, the world belongs to Lin!" spread out his sleeves and walked outside the court, and said noisily: "The Lin family is not filial to the descendants of Lin Wanbo, and he is willing to sacrifice his life for the descendants of the Lin family, go to the soup and go to the fire, and help the eldest brother Lin Wanfu to power the world!"

"People are not great as veterans, after all, young blood needs enough nutrients and moistening, and the reputation of the forest vein through the ages may be ruined, but there is still a young mania!"

Lin Wanbo stood outside the court, his sleeves waved vigorously against the windy and rainy sky, mixed with a majestic atmosphere... Shoot your day!

Hundreds of black thunderbolts fell from the sky and collided with the hurricane, resisting each other, producing a huge sonic boom of the hurricane, rushing to all parts of the world, blowing the terrain of the house to the ground.

Thunder uses a sonic boom to push the hurricane away and blow it towards the world.

Blowing and drowning: This refers to the air flow of hurricanes and thunder that resist each other and carry the rain around, which has great destructive power to flood and blow down houses.

A tiger roared and a dragon roared in the sky..... With a hundred thunderbolts, he roared: "How dare you be presumptuous!"

The terrifying sound waves descended and the earth shook violently, and the sea water flowed backwards, and the thunder continued to gather.

"Haoran's anger slapped the sky, and he did his best to beg for destruction!" Lin Wanbo roared with the same sound wave:

The world seemed to boil, and the earth and the sky trembled together.

Dust is rolling up on the ground, and the sky is clear!

Lin Wanbo looked at the sky and was stunned, turned his head and glanced at Ying Hong seriously, and said, "This matter has been decided, don't shake me." ”

Lin Wanbo has always been a bold person, and he said bluntly that he doesn't like to sell guanzi, and because of this character, he often offends some people. Saying some harsh words caused some people to be unhappy.

The color of the Stygian was much more embarrassed, but it didn't show it, and as usual, he smiled lightly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Half a sound, Lin Wanfu at this time on a waterfall about 500 zhang high playing the bamboo flute, green trees and scenery, is a beautiful place.

Standing halfway down the waterfall and looking up, you can observe that there is no warm sun for several months, the dark clouds drown the light of the cool moon at night, and the waves are connected to the sky but have their own color.

When the sun is shining, there will be a spirit of beauty.

"Lingxiu Qi: This refers to the ability to eliminate distracting thoughts, not to be disturbed by all kinds of external emotions, and to calm down and cultivate by oneself. ”

During the day, standing on the top of the waterfall, you can see the vast greenery, and the cliffs and plains are endless. The clouds and mist on the waist and the long river poured down, and the waves reflected the golden silk net.

The sound of the flute is slow and soft, listening can make people calm and worry-free, Lin Wanfu was close to the shore at this time, and an ancestral dragon formed by black veins intervaled and spliced out and approached his side.

"How can you have time to gather with me today, and not stay at home to learn literature?" A middle-aged man with long black hair and eyes like arrows appeared in front of him, Lin Wanfu paused for a moment and heard that he didn't answer, and looked at him puzzledly: "Lin Xiucai?"

Seeing that he did not answer, he lay down in the shade of the tree and waited patiently.

The surroundings are quiet, and the flute music is so comfortable to listen to, that people have to revel in intoxication and fall into a dream.

Immediately afterwards, an old man with smiling eyes and iron bones appeared holding a long wooden cane and said, "Xiao Fu is looking for me, I am here, old man." ”

Lin Wanfu didn't answer, the old man glanced around, and saw a middle-aged man behind him, and gave him a look, as if to say, "What's going on?"

The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion, and the old man glanced at the middle-aged man again, smiled, and stood aside

"Your flute can make people fall into dreams, which is very unique, but your strength is still weak, and it is not good enough to be tempered. ”

Put his hands together, open his right hand again, and raise his right hand, revealing his index finger and middle finger to point directly at the thunder: "What bullshit spirit master, beast clan's 'heaven!' is like this, now by my forest vein, I am the only !! in my life"