Chapter 1869: Master, it’s me!
The familiar feeling comes again.
The inside of the stream was like a swamp, and Feng Lin couldn't seem to lift his hand.
After that, there were attacks from all directions.
That weird power kept hitting Feng Lin's body, causing his body to surge.
I remember that the rush from before lasted only a few dozen seconds.
But this rushing water lasted for several minutes.
As expected, things like rushing water are different.
Suddenly, Feng Lin felt dizzy in his head.
At this moment, he felt like he was head down and his legs were up.
He knew it was done.
So he turned his body and swam upward.
Plop!
Feng Lin jumped out of the rushing water and landed on a stone.
Around him were several women, all staring at the location of the stream.
One of them was wearing a red dress, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a single ponytail tied with a red rope.
The center of her eyebrows shone with the green light of a four-leaf clover pattern.
This person is Mu Qiuwan.
“Feng Lin?”
Mu Qiuwan thought that a big shot from the Immortal Palace was coming, but unexpectedly it was Feng Lin who came.
"Hahaha! Mu Qiuwan, long time no see!"
Feng Lin said hello with a smile.
He looked not far away at the shrine here. There were bells hanging on the corners of the building.
Under the breeze, it makes a crisp sound.
Feng Lin took a deep breath and finally came back.
"You are actually in the seventh level."
Mu Qiuwan had already learned about Feng Lin from Sangpai.
"Yes, I have already said hello to Senior Lu Yan."
While Feng Lin was speaking, Yaoyao also jumped out.
Mu Qiu was so late that she didn’t respond at all. Even if she didn’t say hello, she wouldn’t stop Feng Lin from rushing here.
Of course, there is no way to stop it.
"By the way, I also want to thank you."
As Mu Qiuwan spoke, he took out a golden long sword from the space ring, "Thank you for the spiritual steel."< br>
"You're welcome, we are all our own people."
Feng Lin turned around, looked at the violently rolling torrent, and frowned, "Why don't you come out?"
"I don't know."
Yaoyao was also a little confused, "Nothing will happen, right?"
"As long as you are above level seven, nothing will happen."
Mu Qiuwan said from the side, "If the other party can't bear the impact, they can jump out again."
"Then wait."
As Feng Lin spoke, he took out his mobile phone.
Various ding-dong sounds came over, whether it was text messages or various messages, they were all over ninety-nine.
Feng Lin sat on the stone, preparing to clean up the text messages first.
There were many advertisements, but Feng Lin felt a little sad when he looked at the time.
More than a year has passed in a strange place.
If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem like that long.
In the final analysis, it is the journey, and it is all spent on the journey.
Going to a place can take at least a few days or up to half a month.
Including the round trip, it took a month or two.
In this year, Feng Lin traveled through a large area of the alien land.
From the Eastern Continent, to the Mid-Continent, to the Western Continent, as well as the Northern Continent and Northern Wasteland.
Been to all of these.
Just the distance traveled, I don’t know how long it took.
After cleaning up some advertising text messages, Feng Lin found Xu Ruoying’s text messages.
“Feng Lin, I have entered the second level of Dacheng!”
"Feng Lin, it's the Chinese New Year. Don't worry about me. I'm taking the others to the village to see grandpa."
"Feng Lin, I've reached the third level!"
"Feng Lin, My name has been fully established. Today I met a Dacheng fifth-level man. When he learned that I was an invisible shadow, he turned around and ran away."
...
Feng Lin looked at Xu Ruoying. Text message, feeling a little sad.
This stinky woman has never been so close together.
After I left, I actually started to play the romance of the diary. He opened several other people's text messages, which were similar to Xu Ruoying's diary text messages.
Zhao Qingqing only sent greetings to Feng Lin during the festival.
Feng Lin also knows her well. She must have a lot to say, but she probably doesn't say too much because she is afraid of annoying Feng Lin.
Jinguji Qiuhui, like Xu Ruoying, treats text messages as a diary.
Originally Feng Lin was quite moved, but when he saw Liu Nian's text message, he became so angry that he wanted to go over and beat her up now.
Everyone is expressing their longing for themselves.
All Liu Nian sent was:
“Boss, someone is chasing me today, but I refused on the spot.”
"Boss, there is another person chasing me today. I even said that I have a husband."
...
After seeing these text messages, Feng Lin was too lazy to continue reading.
He cleaned up WeChat again.
I found that except for a few people around me.
Jiang Banxia, Lan Rou, Du Qingyu, Mu Xiaoyu, Tang Qianqian, Wang Linger and others all sent messages to Feng Lin.
What is surprising is that the celebrity fiancée who quit, Wen Renxi, also sent a happy new year during the Chinese New Year last year.
At this moment, a sound came from Ben, and Ye Yourong finally appeared from inside.
Feng Lin noticed that Ye Yourong's face was a little pale and asked strangely: "Are you okay? What took you so long?"
"I don't know, it's nothing serious."< br>
Ye Yourong breathed out.
“Since nothing is wrong, let’s go back.”
Feng Lin bid farewell to Mu Qiuwan and took the two of them away from the ruins.
This is a girls' school in the island country. Feng Lin left smoothly under the leadership of a teacher.
“Ah! Familiar yet strange.”
Feng Lin looked at the tall buildings in the distance and smiled.
“Where should we go next?”
Ye Yourong was not surprised. She had been here a few years ago.
“Go to the embassy here and ask them to send us back to the country, but before that...”
Feng Lin first called Feng Jedi.
After a while, a voice came from over there, "Hello."
"Master! It's me!"
Feng Lin said with a smile, "I'm at level seven and I'm back!"
Hearing this voice over there, there was a pause for five or six seconds.
“Hahaha!”
A hearty smile came from Feng Juedi, "It seems that I won this bet."
"What's wrong?"
Feng Lin asked strangely.
"My friend and I made a bet. I believe you will be able to come back within two years. He said it is absolutely impossible."
Feng Juedi said with a smile.
"Master, do you really believe me? From the fifth level to the seventh level in two years, you really dare to bet." Feng Lin shook his head with a smile.
"You are my grandson, of course I believe it. If the stakes weren't a bit high, I would have said it for a year."
Feng Jedi smiled and said, "Okay, come home some time. Take a look."
"Well, I'll hang up first."
After Feng Lin hung up, he called Ji Guangling's number.
But it didn't get through.
"Maybe I'm busy, forget it, let's go to the embassy first."
Feng Lin put away his phone and led the two of them on their way.
……
Jiangyou.
Outside Eagle City.
In the hinterland of the mountains, two figures emerged from a narrow crack in the cliff.
These two people were all wearing white military uniforms.
It is the Yin Yang Crusaders.
On the mountain peak opposite the stone seam, Ji Guangling sat on the stone with his legs crossed and wearing sunglasses.
Beside him is Zheng Wenjian.
Lao Zheng's face looked very moist recently. He looked into the distance, frowned and said, "Do you want to stop them?"
"No, although this is the suburbs, but Fighting against the captain-level Yin-Yang Crusaders will also affect a large number of surrounding residents."
Ji Guangling shook his head with a smile.
The ruins in the distance are the annual spiritual place.
(End of this chapter)