"An unexpected surprise?" Feng Chenglin was confused: "Where did you have a happy place?"

Why didn't he feel happy at all?

It's almost the same as shock!

"Fatty, the surprise he wants... is the soul blade!" Ling Luoyu's lips slid slightly, and he stared at him: "You want my weapon!"

The Lord of God has been collecting magical weapons and magic weapons. Weapons like Soul Blade must be his covetousness.

"Your weapon?" Feng Chenglin laughed and thrust his lips, and waved generously: "If you want it, then say it... Just say it directly, our third young master will definitely give it to you without hesitation!"

He looked at Ling Luoyu and turned his head to signal.

"Three Young Master?"

"Since my brother said that I gave it to you, I'll give it to you!" Ling Luoyu pointed his fingertips, and the soul blade flew out in a daze. The sound of breaking through the air shocked Zhao Sheng and quickly turned down.

Behind him, the treetops that were standing just now broke out.

The soul blade flew again and fell into Ling Luoyu's hands.

"What's wrong? Don't hide! Didn't you give it to you?" Feng Chenglin sniffed with a wicked smile, looking like he was owing to it: "I'll give it to you, but you don't want it. If you don't, you're not kind enough to grab it... What do you mean?!"

"What does it mean? You don't know what I mean?" Zhao Sheng's wrist suddenly rose and the flute fell on his lips.

Liao Ao, who had been silent all the time, suddenly pointed at the flute: "Don't let him play the flute!"

This scream made Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin's hearts shocked.

Although he didn't know what made Liao Ao react like this, his sudden shouting meant that what Zhao Sheng was going to do next was definitely not a good thing for them!

Almost at the same time, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin took action together.

One beast-shaped power broke through the air, and the other formed a barrier with the Chaos Yuan Spirit.

The beast-shaped power rushed towards Zhao Sheng in a distorted state visible to the naked eye, forcing his body to rise sharply. The flute, which had just reached the corner of his lips, had to let go and touch Feng Chenglin.

"call!"

The howling sound passed through the holes of the flute, making a sound of ghosts and howling.

Feng Chenglin's head hurt instantly, as if he was stabbed by a needle. He instinctively withdrew his hand and restrained the beast-shaped power.

The successful smile was released on the corner of Zhao Sheng's lips: "This move is called using force to fight... It is also called using the way of others to treat others! Your harm to me is transformed into the sound of the flute and becomes a backlash against you..."

Without Feng Chenglin's threat, Zhao Sheng, who had fallen to the ground, quickly stood the flute on his lips and blew out a wisp of notes.

"I've suffered!"

Liao Ao took a breath, grabbed Feng Chenglin's clothes and retreated.

"Be careful, he is summoning the puppet again!"

Feng Chenglin didn't check it, and he staggered. Fortunately, the chassis was relatively stable and he did not fall.

However, after gaining a foothold, Liao Ao's expression became a little strange: "What's going on?"

Logically speaking, the sound of the flute has sounded, and there should be movement around it!

Haven't those puppets received the message yet?

Zhao Sheng obviously discovered this, and his eyes were changing many times and drifting around.

Seeing this, I also want to figure out what's going on!

Feng Chenglin patted his clothes and looked at Liao Ao's shoulders again: "It's okay, this guy's voice can't be heard, so his pets can't be found here..."

Before they could speak, the ground suddenly surged under their feet.

"Fuck...what is going on?" Feng Chenglin quickly jumped back and retreated: "Why did it come out from the ground? Third Young Master... do you know what this is?"
Chapter completed!