Ling Luoyu glanced sideways: "The reason why Dieyi chose you may be because she thinks that your talent can be cultivated the day after tomorrow!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Fortunately, he has been with Ling Luoyu for many years, otherwise this little heart would not be able to stand the contempt.

"Everything in your consciousness should be the power that Dieyi has! What you have to do now is to control those powers in your hands and use them for your own use!"

Ling Luoyu's patting Feng Chenglin's shoulders was meaningful and curled his lips.

"Don't underestimate the Butterfly's style, the power behind it will exceed your imagination!"

Although she just glanced at it in a hurry and did not explore it in depth, the power she possessed still shocked it.

If Feng Chenglin can control these things, his cultivation will definitely reach a new level!

If he had known this, he would have chosen a suitable weapon earlier.

Feng Chenglin also restrained his joking intentions after being recognized by Ling Luoyu.

"Don't worry, Master San, when I come out of seclusion, I will be the time to conquer the world with you!"

Although he was hilarious, he was still very meticulous.

Ling Luoyu broke through the nine-level bottleneck desperately and went to another level, naturally because the opponent he would face in the future was so powerful that he could exceed his imagination.

Therefore, only by striving to keep up can he be qualified to walk side by side with her again.

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In the early spring sunshine, the thin ice is melting, wetting the shoes and socks of pedestrians on the road.

As Ling Luoyu leaned out in the carriage, she frowned slightly: "Fatty, where are you making a used car? She squeaky, don't you feel annoyed?"

"I don't want to hear it either, but if you say you want an ordinary carriage and don't attract attention, I had to choose this old carriage!"

Feng Chenglin felt a little embarrassed and smiled embarrassedly.

"I just didn't expect it to be like this... old..."

Originally, he wanted to buy an old carriage, which was not noticeable.

But now, the carriage squeaks, and most of the pedestrians on the road will turn their heads and take a look.

"San Young Master, in fact, I can't blame me for this. You said... we are going back to Yaoshan Sect. No matter how you say it, we are also the one who is the Guangzong. If you don't tear the void, it's fine if you're awesome once, but you won't return home in glory... I have to do it.

An old carriage that is not eye-catching..."

After he left the seclusion, Ling Luoyu's first thing was to return to Yaoshan Sect.

But she was so sloppy that she didn't leave the trouble-saving steps and insisted on going home in a carriage.

I don't know what to show off!

Ling Luoyu retracted his carriage: "You didn't realize that the taste of the world is a bit different now?"

Feng Chenglin sniffed vigorously: "What's the difference? Winter goes and spring comes... the soil softens, and the smell of grass sprouting?"

"You said you have cultivated your mental power, why are you still so slow!"

Ling Luoyu leaned on the brocade couch, lifted the curtain, and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window.

"Didn't you notice that the world now has more solemn and murderous aura before we retreat to you?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Can this thing be smelled?

Why didn't he find anything?

Is his cultivation level too shallow or his reaction is too slow?!

"San Master, what does that thing you did when you are... smell?"

“…Smell with your heart!”

From the moment she left the Chaos Secret Realm, she keenly captured a trace of unusualness.

It may be a woman's intuition or her sixth sense for many years.
Chapter completed!