"Actually, my real profession is to make fake pills and sell them to those cultivators who are greedy for cheapness, and make huge profits from them. ”

Seeing that he couldn't get away with it, Ling Feng once again said nonsense: "Those cultivators are really stupid, all of them are as stupid as pigs, scrambling to buy the pills in my hands with a lot of money, and after a few years of accumulation, I just bought the high-grade spirit weapon quicksand boat." ”

"Aren't you killing people like this?"

As soon as he thought of those martial artists who were in urgent need of medicine to heal their injuries and break through their cultivation, and finally bought fakes, and wanted to cry without tears, Lin Xinran was angry.

"Yujing City Shenwu Academy, the genius who fights the crowd and talks and laughs in the face of tens of thousands of strong people is called Ling Feng, and you are also called Ling Feng......"

Xiaoyou scolded with disdain: "Why is there such a big difference between the same name and surname?"

"Then why did you appear in the depths of the Apocalypse Forest, don't tell me, you're here to play?"

Lin Xinran said coldly.

Since Ling Feng made a living by selling fakes, it was no longer valid to be besieged by soul beasts here.

"That's a long story. ”

Ling Feng clenched his fists tightly, and said indignantly: "I was wandering around Maple Leaf City that day, and suddenly a martial artist who looked as stupid as a pig bumped into me, and I sold him the fake elixir I made.

Unexpectedly, the master of the martial artist suddenly appeared, and the old Zamao was a knowledgeable person, and recognized that I was selling a fake, and he was furious, saying that killing me would tarnish his prestige, and he took me to the Apocalypse Forest. Throw it here, you want to feed me to the soul beast, and that's what will happen later. You know it all. ”

"I did something hurtful and unreasonable, and I scolded others for being old and dirty, and you are disgusting enough. ”

If it weren't for Ling Feng is sake, Lin Xinran would have solved his life with a sword, she had never seen such a disgusting person in her life.

"Miss Xinran, I have already known that I was wrong, and I will never sell fakes again in the future. For the sake of our fellow villagers, please take me with you. ”

Ling Feng snorted and cried. pleaded bitterly.

In order to be able to follow the team of the Dao Sect and have a safe place, Ling Feng told a big lie, and he really lost his reputation for the rest of his life.

"Senior sister. He also tried to survive by killing people, and now that he has sworn to repent, let's forgive him. ”

After Xiao You was angry, his sympathy flooded again: "What's more, he is your fellow countryman, and he meets his old acquaintance in another country, this fate is destined by God." ”

"What fate is destined, Xiaoyou, what nonsense are you talking about. ”

Lin Xinran's face turned red. After pondering for a while, he said, "That's it, Ling Feng." Listen, you can follow us, but our Dao Sect has very important things to do when we come to the Apocalypse Forest this time, and after the round between me and the large army of the sect, no matter how you recover from your injuries, you must leave. ”

"Can ......"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows.

He only needs three days. When his injuries healed, Daozong wanted to keep him. Ling Feng didn't want to.

"This kid is seriously injured, you two need to take good care of him along the way. ”

Xiang Tenghai saw that Lin Xinran had made up his mind, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he pointed to the two henchmen beside him, and said coldly.

"Hehe, rest assured to Senior Brother, along the way, we took care of him meticulously, so that he will never forget it for the rest of his life. ”

A sinister look flashed on the faces of the two Dao Sect disciples.

The corners of Ling Feng's mouth pursed into a sneer, as if he didn't understand at all, as if he didn't see Xiang Tenghai's hint to the two Dao Sect disciples at all.

After everything was ready, more than a dozen people from the Dao Sect were ready to go and started to hurry.

Xiaoyou has always been active and lively, and chatted with Ling Feng along the way.

Because Xiao You was on the side, the two Dao Sect disciples who were trying to control Ling Feng couldn't find a good opportunity, so they could only hold back the anger in their hearts, pretend to smile, and take care of Ling Feng in every way.

While chatting with Xiao You, Ling Feng was light and light, and he did not show restraint at all because Xiao You was a disciple of the Taoist Sect.

This scene made Lin Xinran, who was watching from afar, a little surprised.

On a normal day, when those cultivators saw the disciples of the Dao Sect, which one was not respectful, why did this young man named Ling Feng behave so indifferently?

Could it be that Ling Feng is used to seeing big people and big scenes?

But if you think about it carefully, it's absolutely impossible, how can a martial artist who is struggling at the bottom of the cultivator have the opportunity to meet a big man?

It must be that Ling Feng is closed to news, he has never heard of what the Dao Sect is, and he doesn't know the difference between Dao Sect disciples and ordinary martial artists, so he is so ignorant.

The team moved slowly along the position of the fire in the center of the earth.

The night gradually darkened, and the fierce roars of soul beasts came and went.

After discussing with Xiang Tenghai, Lin Xinran set up a few tents by the water source, planning to set off early tomorrow morning.

Because in the middle of the night, there were powerful soul beasts everywhere, and the danger of them rushing increased a lot.

The two Dao Sect disciples who were supporting Ling Feng were already full of impatience, and when they were resting, they directly threw Ling Feng aside like garbage.

After the team set up camp, Ling Feng was assigned to a tent, and after eating a few mouthfuls of dry food, he stayed in the tent to meditate and rest, and quickly recovered from his injuries.

A few hours passed, and as the milky white liquid quickly repaired the wounds in his body, Ling Feng's injuries in his limbs at the moment had recovered to the previous three layers, and he could simply do a few limb movements.

At this moment, a burst of screams rang out.

Ling Feng frowned, endured the sore spot in his body that twisted like a knife, picked up a tree trunk, used it as a crutch, moved with difficulty, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked out.

Passing by, hundreds of fist-sized blood-colored mosquitoes were flying.

These blood-colored mosquitoes glow red in the dark night, like moving lanterns.

Ling Feng's eyesight was excellent, and he could see clearly at a glance, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

These mosquitoes, which glow with a strange red glow all over their bodies, are called blood mosquitoes, and are strange creatures born from the hot magma.

Although the blood mosquito is not large, its whole body is as stiff as iron, which is difficult to hurt by ordinary swords, and what is more deadly is that it is highly poisonous.

This toxin will spread when it is exposed to water, and when the toxin spreads to the heart, the poisoned cultivator will be incurable.

Judging from the appearance of blood mosquitoes, the place where Ling Feng was stationed at the moment was not far from the volcanic lava where the Earth's Core Fire lived.

"Where did these blood-colored mosquitoes come from, and why have I entered the Apocalypse Forest many times and never encountered these ghosts?"

At the scene, seven or eight disciples of the Dao Sect waved the cold and shining weapons in their hands, fighting with the dense blood mosquitoes.

The weapons in the hands of these Dao Sect disciples must be divine weapons that blow their hair and break their hair, and it is natural to kill blood mosquitoes.

But there were at least hundreds of blood mosquitoes, and during the fight, several Dao disciples were accidentally bitten by these blood mosquitoes, and they fell to the ground and rolled on the ground, in pain. (