Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu looked at each other, laughing with their arms wrapped around their arms, and they were amusingly stunning: "If we don't say we can't leave... would you poke us to death with the rusty halberd?"

"I'm so ugly... This long spear in my family was also passed down by our ancestors. We have found a master to open the light and have divine power... With one move, it can kill people!"

The old shopkeeper waved his long halberd very seriously, with a decisive look on his face that he was about to poke people to death.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if my old bones die, but... if you three die, then... that's fine! If you don't want to be buried with me, I advise you to leave early!"

"Three Young Master?" Feng Chenglin aimed at the old man and held back his smile: "Or what, I'll try...that guy's divine power first?"

Ling Luoyu didn't think of laughing: "Be careful, that guy's divine power is probably beyond your imagination!"

"No matter how powerful the divine power is, can it be greater than me?" Feng Chenglin clapped his hands disregardedly and stepped forward: "Come on, old man, I'm not unreasonable... In this way, just say hello, don't be polite! If you break something because of this, it's still mine... I'll compensate according to the price, okay?"

The old shopkeeper licked his lips, held the long halberd nervously with his hands, and set his posture: "Then... then you have to pay attention, don't talk about me... I didn't remind you!"

Feng Chenglin opened his arms and waved: "Come on, don't be polite!"

The old shopkeeper looked at the long halberd, then looked at Feng Chenglin. Finally, he rushed up as if he had made up his mind and roared: "Ah..."

The roar was like a desperate voice before death.

At that moment, the long halberd seemed to be given life, roaring and coming like a stunning dragon.

Before he could get close, Feng Chenglin felt the awe-inspiring and deadly evil aura.

"Mysterious soldier!"

The voice of nothingness came out in Ling Luoyu's head in an instant.

"Don't break the seal on the fierce soldier. Once it is opened, the fierce soldier will be unsheathed and will inevitably see blood!"

A fierce soldier?

At this time, Feng Chenglin saw the long halberd breaking through the air, the beast-shaped power that had already accumulated in his right hand exploded into a fist and burst out.

Ling Luoyu had no time to study the issues of fierce soldiers and seals. He raised his fingertips and pointed one hand on Feng Chenglin's wrist.

"Fat man!"

With his wrist trembling, Feng Chenglin's body then tilted to the side, and the beast-shaped power was far from the long halberd, and he was wrong.

"Bang!"

The halberd fell to the ground and cracked the ground.

"Three Young Master?" Feng Chenglin didn't know why Ling Luoyu suddenly took action, and stood there with a confused look on his face.

He didn't really want to kill this old man, but just scare him. As for taking such a nervous move?

Ling Luoyu signaled to him quietly, turned to face the old shopkeeper, with a slightly curled lips: "Old man, sorry, my brother is not bad-minded, but his temper is a bit hot... He is not targeting you, but because he is unhappy with the person named Zhao, he turned his anger to your house! I will scold him well!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Don't bring this one!

I didn’t see the ruling so quickly when I saw the wind!

Why did the position change completely in a blink of an eye?

Also, aren’t this what you mean by whether you do it or not?

Why didn't he let him do it again?

Suddenly—

"Where is the one with the surname Zhao?"
Chapter completed!