The conversation between Ling Luoyu and Wu Shengji was so stunning that he was confused and didn't know what they were talking about.

Ling Luoyu glanced sideways and looked disgusted: "I thought you would have increased your IQ a little if I haven't seen each other for a few days, but I didn't expect that it would still be online... Your Mr. Wu should know who I am, but what makes me curious is who he is? Why do you have to help me?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What a mess!!

"I don't know who he is, I just know that he is a very powerful person..."

Feng Chenglin waved his hand and the mysterious aura suddenly emerged.

"Did you see it? I'm now on the seventh level of my breath. This is all Mr. Wu's credit!"

"Seventh level of glimpse of the breath?"

Ling Luoyu then realized the changes in Feng Chenglin's mysterious energy, and was a little surprised.

"Fatty, what have you eaten? How can you get your cultivation so quickly?"

Even with her ability, she could not have allowed Feng Chenglin to pull out the seventh level of the gaze in such a short time.

"Hehe, Mr. Wu locked me in a big iron jar. Later, I didn't know what happened, so I was like this!"

Feng Chenglin was very excited and told the matter roughly. After a while, he grabbed Ling Luoyu and walked out.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see that big iron can!!"

"Wait a minute!"

Ling Luoyu hurriedly grabbed him.

"Fatty, I'm a coma now. It's going to scare people if you take me out!!!"

Feng Chenglin realized that Ling Luoyu's identity was restricted and he was immediately unhappy.

"San Young Master, you said you are so good, why do you have to play the coma?!"

"Of course there is a reason!"

Ling Luoyu nipped his silver teeth lightly, and his eyes suddenly looked at Feng Chenglin, with a charming look.

"Fatty...your hair??"

"Hair? What's wrong with my hair?!"

Feng Chenglin rubbed his head, tweeted a thread, and screamed in an instant.

"My hair..."

Since the iron can was released, he followed Banxia and others to wait for Wu Shengji to come back.

If Ling Luoyu hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known that his hair had turned purple and red!

"Fuck...what is wrong with my hair?!"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

You don’t know what you do?!

Feng Chenglin looked horrified and frowned bitterly: "San Young Master, am I poisoned?!"

"I'm a poison of your sister! If I get poison, I can get a seventh level of vitiligo, so I'll hit it more... To be honest, it would be even better if I could have the kind of poison that grows my brain!!"

"What's the poison that grows your brain?"

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Your uncle!

What did you say?

I'll give you some brains and a little more!!

"You are not poisoned. It should be Mr. Wu who uses special techniques to give you the power of the demon clan or the demon clan... To be honest, I am really curious about what kind of person Mr. Wu is now!"

Feng Chenglin looked excited: "Then let's ask him!"

"No hurry...you can do me a favor first!"

"Help you? OK, you said!!"

Could it be that Ling Luoyu asked for help? Feng Chenglin was instantly full of excitement.

"Even if you go up the mountain of swords and seas of fire, I will help you..."

"Don't go to the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire... Just sacrifice a little color!!"

"Color...photo..."

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At night.

The wind blew, the branches and leaves swayed, and passed by the window, making a "cracking" sound.

In the room, Jinzhu sat with her legs raised, looking at the swaying shadows outside the window with a strange look.
Chapter completed!