Chapter 247: A Short Stick

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Since Lin Zhuowen knew what he wanted to know, there was naturally no need for this Sikong Sheng to continue to stay, and directly let Monroe break up with a thought, what soul is the master, after all, it is just a means of restraint, and it cannot be exchanged for true loyalty, Lin Zhuowen is not so trustworthy, not to mention that since he knows his secret, there is a possibility of leakage, for Lin Zhuowen, all dangers should be extinguished before they appear, and you can only blame you for knowing too much.

Tong guΓ² Sikong Sheng incident, Lin Zhuo Wen Bai has a truth, people's hearts are separated from the belly, and you need to be cautious when making friends, Bai Yong trusted Sikong Sheng to find him to deal with the materials, but Si Kong Sheng had the intention of killing people and grabbing treasures, the more friends such a friend made, the faster he died.

Regarding the handling of Sikong Sheng's sneak attack, Lin Zhuowen still regretted it afterwards, the reason was that the strange flute treasure, except for the sky-swallowing snow fly, this thing was the biggest gain of this trip, but when Lin Zhuowen investigated the information left by the refiner, his face became extremely ugly.

It's not that the refiner self-destructed his character and didn't leave the manipulation and explanation information, it's just the manipulation and explanation information left by the refiner, Lin Zhuowen can't understand it at all, it's a very strange kind of text, every character wants to be as elegant as the aquatic plants under the water, and it doesn't look like a text at all, it's not at all different from any kind of human writing that Lin Zhuowen knows, this flute is really not for human beings.

This dad pits, I don't even know what the name of the magic weapon is, how can I control and use it in the future? I knew this earlier, the soul nourishing wood should give priority to saving Shan Hua's soul, or let her hurry up the last words to explain this together, but Shan Hua also left clues for herself, listening to the meaning of her words, the thousand-handed person at the bottom of the clear water pool of Wufeng Mountain seems to be extremely close to her, and maybe she knows the control method of this flute magic weapon.

But think about it from another angle, this is not a back hand left by Shan Hua, although he has a big chest and no brain, but this Shan Hua is not really big-breasted, and the immortal cultivators who can wander outside alone Except for Zhu'er, Lin Zhuowen has really never seen any stupid people.

With this backhand, even if Lin Zhuowen is reluctant, he is afraid that he will have to help Shan Hua run to the bottom of the clear water pool of Wufeng Mountain, but Lin Zhuowen is a cautious person, even if he wants to go, he will never come to the door so rashly, about the thousand-handed man, Lin Zhuowen doesn't know anything about the thousand-handed person, and he doesn't know anything about his cultivation character, if he meets, he will regard himself as the murderer of Shan Hua or anger himself because of Shan Hua's death, who will he talk to?

It seems that I can only wait for myself to be promoted to the Jindan period and then slowly explore this strange flute, but it is difficult to say how much power this treasure can be exerted, I hope that I can find something with my not too stupid brain, otherwise I am afraid that even if I want to use it as a stick, it will be too short, with stupid girl Zhu'er, this is a short stick......

Lin Zhuowen simply cleaned up, and after disposing of the corpses of Sikong Sheng and Shan Hua, he went on the road and continued to rush towards Tianbo Lake, and at the same time reminded himself again in his heart that he could not underestimate anyone in this immortal cultivation world, since Sikong Sheng could think that he would explore Tianbo Lake again and ambush himself halfway, naturally because he also suspected that there was something strange in that lake, so what about the others, Garfield and the muscular man are also parties, and they may not have this opinion, but one of them has successfully lost weight and his cultivation has been greatly reduced, but the other is seriously injured and should urgently need to cultivate and heal, but he doesn't know how they will deal with it。

When Lin Zhuowen came to the vicinity of Tianbo Lake, he found that there were indeed other immortal cultivators here, but it was not Garfield or muscular man as he expected, but an old acquaintance that Lin Zhuowen didn't expect.

Feng Shilong was still dressed like he wanted to put all the magic weapons on his body, and he was flying above the lake, holding a spiritual weapon folding fan in his hand and facing the breeze on the lake, but unfortunately there was no woman around him at all, I really don't know who he was doing it for.

How could he be here?" Lin Zhuowen was puzzled in his heart, and at the same time, he immediately retracted his breath and hid himself before Feng Shilong discovered him.

And Zhu'er's stupid girl, why didn't she stay with him? Did she get away with her super cultivation, or did she already fall victim to his poisonous hands? However, Lin Zhuowen didn't care so much about this problem, what Lin Zhuowen cared about was that since God had sent this enemy to him, if he didn't know how to seize the opportunity, it would be too much of a disappointment to God's kindness.

As for killing Feng Shilong, will he offend the Feng family in Qingyang? Lin Zhuowen is not worried, there is no one else here, as long as he moves quickly, his hands and feet are clean, and he goes away directly after destroying the corpse and destroying the traces, who can suspect him, he is alone, but he has no such handle as family and friends, even if he is suspected by the Qingyang Feng family, can they have any other way than to look for themselves all over the world?

However, Lin Zhuowen just wanted to make a move, but a mystery suddenly appeared in his heart, this Feng Shilong's appearance was really too abrupt, although Qingyang was not far from here, but it couldn't be said how close, and now Feng Shilong appeared alone on the lake, as if he was waiting for himself to make a sneak attack, could it be that this is a trap for himself?

It was this question that slowed down Lin Zhuowen's action, and it was this slow effort that Lin Zhuowen found that a person was flying in the sky.

After flying closer, Lin Zhuowen found that it was a short old man, but he was wearing an excessively wide robe, and dragged out an old man under him, with gray hair, eyebrows and beards are quite long, but he doesn't seem to like cleanliness very much, I don't know how long he hasn't cleaned himself up, not only there are some dirty marks on the robe, but the eyebrows and beards are messily knotted together, with a classic line that often appears on TV before Lin Zhuowen crosses, a raunchy old thing.

Because the divine sense investigation is easy to be detected, Lin Zhuowen can only roughly judge that this old man's cultivation should be in the late stage of foundation building or the later stage of the Great Perfection through the breath emitted by the other party, but this kind of judgment made only by the breath is very inaccurate, and can only be used as a reference basis, if the other party deliberately converges the aura to hide the cultivation, it will make this judgment result have a big error.

The raunchy old thing flew directly to Feng Shilong's side and stopped, "Young Master, it's been dealt with." ”

"That's good. Feng Shilong nodded slightly: "It's just a wandering soul and a wild ghost-like cultivator, and none of them want to take two thousand spirit stones from me because they can't be sure if there is really news of the birth of a treasure, I really don't know how to write the word dead." ”

After Feng Shilong finished speaking, he plunged into Tianbo Lake, and the raunchy old thing immediately followed, and disappeared into the lake without a trace.