The middle-aged man was the first to be hit, and he felt like countless small flying knives stabbed into his ears, and his head was so painful that it hurt.

"ah……"

He screamed in pain, his hands loosened, and Yanhong, who had just been lifted out of half of the water, fell into it again.

"don't want……"

Yanhong screamed and was instantly pulled into the water.

The middle-aged man didn't care about her and sat cross-legged to resist with anger.

Feng Chenglin and Dingmiao, who were thrown out, were like kites with broken strings, shouting and flying upwards.

"It's over now..."

If it falls down at such a high speed, there will be no bone residue left.

But at that moment, Ding Temple saw the flying beast flying in the air, and his eyes lit up and he kicked Feng Chenglin.

"Fuck..."

Feng Chenglin was kicked twice, but just rubbed across the flying beast's body, instantly grabbed its wings, and turned around and fell down.

The flying beast roared, vibrating its wings and rolling, trying to throw him off.

"Damn, you dare to dump me... I'll kill you!"

Feng Chenglinhuo was so hot that he grabbed the fur on the flying beast's head with one hand and pulled it hard.

"Ao..."

The flying beast howled, but did not dare to be arrogant anymore.

"Feng Chenglin..."

Dingmiao kicked Feng Chenglin and his ascending power was consumed, and he fell like a meteorite.

"You hold on for a while... This thing is disobedient..." Feng Chenglin's voice came into his ears with the sound of the wind.

Decision of the temple: "..."

Oh shit!

Others are in mid-air and there is not even a place to borrow power. How can you persist?

When he was about to fall into the water again, Feng Chenglin drove the flying beast to sweep from one side, grabbed his arm, and threw it on the flying beast with one hand.

“Stand up…”

Dingmiao breathed a sigh of relief and fell on the back of the flying beast: "I thought you couldn't control it..."

"If I can't even handle a flying beast, how can I do it?"

Feng Chenglin slapped the flying beast in the head with a proud slap.

"Ao..."

The flying beast howled and flew up in the air.

Only then did Ding Temple discover that the flying beast's head was mottled and it was bald in several places.

Feng Chenglin was still holding a handful of bird feathers in his hand!

It must have been in a hurry that he pulled a few bird feathers from flying beasts in succession before taming it.

"Feng Chenglin, the fog is too strong... We have to go and help Miss Ling..."

"What are you helping? We are here to help her!"

Feng Chenglin glanced sideways, making him look even more proud.

"Dongmiao, do you know why the Third Master wanted to throw us away?"

Dingmiao's heart moved: "Is it to protect us?"

"Not bad...that place is so small, and we are fighting on it, the weak will definitely suffer! So, the third young master took the opportunity to throw us out..."

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu had a close relationship. He could understand her movements and eyes thoroughly.

While Dingmiao was jealous and amazed, he also admired Ling Luoyu's scheming.

Yanhong and the three people obviously wanted to occupy the magpie's nest and occupy their safe place.

Therefore, even if Feng Chenglin doesn't take action, the three of them will sooner or later attack them.

And Ling Luoyu also followed the flow of the plank road openly and secretly went to Chen Cang-

While Master Yanhong and his disciples fell onto the swamp floating ground, they got their flying beasts.

As for the current situation, having a flying beast in hand is much more comfortable than looking for Mo Xuanchen's footprints in the swamp.
Chapter completed!