"Breaking a word!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly thought of something and suddenly threw Dieyi to Xuwu.

"I know, nothingness, is this your boy fooling me?!"

Yes!

It must be!

It must be this kid who made something he had never seen before to fool him!

"Xuwu, you are so unkind! In order not to choose weapons for me, I just fooled me with such a thing? If we don't look at Ling Luoyu's face, we have to look at my Feng Chenglin's face, right?"

Feng Chenglin became more and more angry as he spoke, his face turned red and his neck was thick.

"Tell me, we have been together for so long, how do I treat you? Except for the third young master, I am the most sincere to you... You are so good, you actually teased me with this thing. Your conscience is feeding the dog?!

”

Xu Wu’s face was wronged: “Master Feng, I…”

This is a false charge.

"This butterfly suit is really a weapon. I have seen the ancestor use it... when it is used, it has no light!"

"Use?" Feng Chenglin thrust his mouth: "What does the ancestor use it to do?"

embroidered?

"Of course it's a murder! After drinking blood, it's red!"

“…”

Look at Xu Wu's serious face, it seems that he is not joking, and Feng Chenglin's dry fire has also suppressed a little.

"This...the murderer is bloody...is it red?"

"certainly!"

Xu Wu handed back the Butterfly to Feng Chenglin.

"If you don't believe it, try it!"

Feng Chenglin took it suspiciously, but in his heart, he was a mp-

How to try?

"Didn't you say that this thing needs to be mentally powered?"

"yes!"

“…Where did I get my mental power?”

“…Cultivate!”

Feng Chenglin: "..."

It's so nonsense again!

"Xuwu, are you lying to me again? There is no mental power at all on my ancestor's tomb!!"

What a joke?

Can anyone practice mental power?

"Those who can practice must be talented like the third young master and the ancestor. I will practice spiritual power?"

"Since Dieyi has chosen, there must be a reason!"

The eyes are dark and the eyes are bright.

"If you want, I can help you practice... Back then, the ancestor also accepted disciples. I have some experience in how to train them to cultivate their mental power!"

"Cultivate if you practice!"

Feng Chenglin agreed very readily.

Anyway, if you succeed in practicing this thing, it will be his blessing.

If the final result is still a waste of money, he will not suffer any loss, and at most it will take some time.

And he is now in the Chaos Secret Realm, and he has time!

Looking at the soft butterfly in his hand, he couldn't help frowning again: "This little maggot... won't be my weapon in the future, right?"

Butterfly →_→

What is the maggot?

Is there a name for me?!

Feng Chenglin shook his butterfly's clothes and felt more depressed.

"You said that the ancestor has so many weapons, why did it come to me? Could it be... a stinking smell?"

With him, he was like this little maggot at a glance, so soft that he couldn't stand on the wall?!

"Everything in the world has spiritual fate! This butterfly robe has never appeared since it was included by the ancestor, so when I saw it, I almost didn't recognize it!"

"That... nothingness, didn't you say, what it looks like after seeing it dyed blood? Then how did it... kill people!?"

Feng Chenglin swung his butterfly clothes, but he couldn't see where its lethality was.

Even if it becomes transparent, it is just a transparent line.
Chapter completed!