A few people were drinking, and Lin Feng knocked on the door and came in. He leaned over and said: "Seniors, if you can come here to drink, Lin Feng feels very face-saving, not to mention anything else, Lin Feng did it!" Lin Feng didn't wait for others to speak, he raised his neck and drank the wine in his hand, and after drinking, he retreated directly.

A group of old guys, Lin Feng is not used to it. If you have this time, you might as well go back and talk to my wives about me, what are you talking about!

When Lin Feng ran away, this group of old guys appeared, and they didn't clean him up. Didn't ask him to drink more wine.

"Vice President, your disciple just ran away, it's too unkind!" Feng Tianming shouted loudly.

"You have such a bullish disciple, you can also be so unkind!" didn't wait for Nan Ruofeng to speak, Luo Fei'er was unwilling.

Why is such a competitive disciple not being kind when he arrives in Feng Tianming's mouth?

"It's okay, it's okay, drink." Feng Tianming didn't want to provoke this female bandit.

Lin Feng, who didn't go far outside, didn't care about this, he drank with them, he couldn't find himself comfortable, and after talking to his brothers in the lobby for a while, Lin Feng went back to the backyard.

In the backyard, it was also eating, where Lin Feng was sitting, slowly drinking tea, and it was rare to feel calm.

It turns out that it feels good to simply watch the people around me eat.

Seeing that everyone finished eating, Lin Feng went to find the little monster and communicated with the little monster's consciousness. It's about to be a battle, and it's easy to have problems if you don't communicate.

It was not until the moon rose that Lin Feng was more satisfied.

In the past, he was fighting monsters for a month, and Lin Feng was at the mercy of the little monsters to kill themselves, but now he was about to fight with people, and Lin Feng's consciousness communicated with the little monsters. The little monster also knew that in the future battle, he had to follow Lin Feng's consciousness and couldn't cut it at will.

Lin Feng, who was satisfied, walked towards the Beidou Pavilion, and tonight he had to fight in one go, and let the land of a few wives adapt to his big stick, and get used to it.

This is an extraordinary period, my wife's battlefield must be reclaimed thoroughly, don't fish for three days and dry nets for two days, and it will be difficult for any battlefield to adapt to your own crusade.

In the Beidou Pavilion, Lin Feng's women all went to bed, chattering, as the saying goes, three women in one play, Lin Feng has seven or eight women, can the play be smaller?

Lin Feng entered the house, took off it and went into the bed, this time in no particular order, the difficult battle last night has passed, what is the order.

For a while, in Lin Feng's Beidou Pavilion, the sound of humming and chirping, panting, and wolf howling and sprinting kept coming to mind, which was much more intense than last night.

But after last night's battle, they are used to the power of the stick.

"Sisters, let's practice that kung fu well, if we don't cultivate well, Lin Feng will be tortured for a long time, I estimate that we will be deformed when we walk in the future." Ma Miao'er, like a senior expert, said matter-of-factly.

"Come on, you're fooling, it's the first time you've been deformed when you've walked, how many times have you been now, where is there a possibility of walking deformation!" Nalan Yunjie began to refute.

"If you don't deform when you walk, you have to practice, if you don't walk for a long time, even if you don't deform when you walk, you will be deformed there." Ma Miaoer still revolves around this topic!

"Also, it's not okay if you don't cultivate, people were originally like roses, but now they ask Lin Feng to make it like a child's mouth, this can't work!" Nalan Yunjie agreed with Ma Miao'er's opinion.

Listening to these words, Lin Feng felt a chill, these are all delicate beauties, how can they not be taboo when they talk about it!

"Sister, do you think this can be changed back?" Nalan Yunjie pushed Zhou Lingchen beside her.

"Yes, it should be! But Lin Feng and ours are in a special situation, so I don't know. But whether it looks good or not, others don't know, what are you anxious about? Zhou Lingchen said with a smile.

"One more time!" Lin Feng called a few women's hooligan words, and hooked the fire again.

A few women ran around screaming, but who could really refuse if they were caught by Lin Feng? can only resist the impact of the angry dragon.

The women's abilities are also getting stronger and stronger, and even Zhou Lingshu and Wayne Lan'er, who were the weakest in the past, can withstand Lin Feng's impact.

Haotian City has not been lively in the past two days, and the people who planned to go to Cangyun Mountain have come out early, and the Warrior Guild has gathered nearly two dozen fifth-order masters to rush to Cangyun Mountain. I have to say that the Warrior Guild is powerful, and there are more than twenty fifth-order masters when combined.

Several of Lin Feng's women also wanted to go, but they were stopped by Lin Feng, the key was that it was too dangerous.

Under Cao Ruolei's order, the god-killing mercenary group was also dispatched in advance.

Accompanied by his wife and aunt, Lin Feng still slowly ate a breakfast.

After eating, he put the little monster into the ring, got on Bai Yu's back, and headed towards Cangyun Mountain.

Cangyun Mountain began to be on guard when Lin Feng destroyed the Cangyun Mercenary Group, because Song Lin knew that since Lin Feng had said it in public, he would definitely come.

Song Lin knew that this time the trouble might be too big, Haotian City had the eyeliner of Cangyun Mountain, and he didn't know how the actions of the god-killing mercenary group were, and the warrior guild didn't find out, but Song Lin knew that things were not so simple.

Looking at the elders gathered in the main hall, Song Lin didn't know what to say.

"This kid is here, he must die!" Qin Yuehai said loudly, Liu Ying's death was a big blow to Qin Yuehai!

"If he comes, he will surely die!" Yan Jiu, who was sitting below, said coldly, just this sound made people feel cold!

"Sure?" Qin Yuehai asked gloomily.

"Either he dies or I die." Yan Jiu is saying categorically.

"If you can't kill him, none of our second-generation disciples of Cangyun Mountain may be his opponent." Song Lin said.

"Even if it is a pile of people, he must be piled to death." Qin Yuehai's face was rather hideous.

A disciple who has been cultivated for decades, if it is gone, it will be gone, and Qin Yuehai has long lost the stability that he should have! He already hated Lin Feng to the core.

"I really can't do it, this seat came forward and killed him. I can lose face if I get out of this seat like this, but Cangyun Mountain can't afford to lose this person! Song Lin's junior brother, Tang Tian, the second elder of Cangyun Mountain, got up and said.

"This won't work, this will give the Warrior Guild a lure to the truth, the two bastard masters of the little bastard won't finish it, that will be more troublesome." Song Lin shook his head and said.

"Hehe, if it comes to the time of need, this seat will commit suicide and apologize." Tang Tian's white head danced without wind.

Originally, Tang Tian felt that some ways of doing things in Cangyun Mountain were wrong, but at this level, it was not possible for no one to come out!

"Uncle Shi doesn't need it, the disciple will go all out, I don't believe that he can be stronger than me, the middle level of the War Emperor!" Yan Jiu's body burst with momentum, and his cultivation increased by one level, from the first rank of the War Emperor to the middle level of the War Emperor.

"How so?" Song Lin was surprised, how could there be a way to hide his cultivation?

"The ancestor inadvertently researched, a small secret method." Yan Jiu's momentum returned to the initial level of the War Emperor.

"Okay, okay, just let that little bastard come back again!" Qin Yuehai roared loudly.

Qin Yuehai's anger was held back for a long time, and he could easily kill that kid, but there was no reason to make a move.

Lin Feng drove the white feather towards Cangyun Mountain, thinking silently in his heart, Hai Lao, I will recover the first debt for you today.

When he arrived at Cangyun Mountain, Lin Feng beat Bai Yu and told Bai Yu to be careful and obey his orders!

called himself the Wind Walking Technique, and rushed to the mountain gate of Cangyun Mountain.

When Lin Feng arrived at the mountain gate, he smiled, paralyzed, there were really a lot of people watching the excitement, not two thousand, but also a thousand five.

"Coming, coming, today's excitement is great."

"War is about to begin!" All kinds of voices are coming out constantly!

Lin Feng knows that this is human nature, and he is really not afraid of chaos when he sees the excitement. With so many people watching, then the result can only end in the defeat of one side.

"I, Lin Feng, are here, the shrunken turtle in your mouth is here, you are not a shrunken turtle, get out!" Lin Feng's roar rushed to Cangyun Mountain like thunder.

"Courage, courage!" Song Lin took the people of Cangyun Mountain from the inside to the mountain gate! At this time, no matter how much you hate, you will not be stingy with a word of praise.

"It's okay, I, Lin Feng, do things, I won't ask people to point at my backbone, I'm here to challenge your current second-generation disciples, can you old Wang Ba get out of the way." Lin Feng's mouth will not be forgiving, if he can scold you twice, he will definitely not scold you.

"Okay, I don't know whether I live or die, what if I ask you to take advantage of two verbal sentences?" Song Lin laughed angrily. He retreated with a few elders.

"Hey, hey, you old bastard, why don't you get out of the way?" Lin Feng pointed at Yan Jiu and scolded.

Yan Jiu is only in his fifties now, but in Lin Feng's eyes, he is also an old king.

"I am a second-generation disciple of the sect master! I don't want to talk to you, come on. The war knife in Yan Jiu's hand shook, and the brocade cloth wrapped in the war knife flew in all directions, and the battle spirit was awe-inspiring!

"Haha, well, I don't want to take advantage of my tongue, so I have to ask, who preached that I was a shrunken turtle? Wipe you guys, talk to me now, do you still want face? , but no need to answer! As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, the heavenly spear appeared in his hand!