Feng Lin looked a little surprised, but he still said to Yaoyao and Ailian: "You two, just wait here for a while."
"Good master."
Yaoyao He sat on the chair again, picked up the teapot on the side, and poured it directly into his mouth.
Ellen crossed his arms and didn’t say much.
Feng Lin was taken to the back room by Xing Nan. When he saw Xing Nan locking the door, he frowned and asked, "Sister Nan, what is so mysterious?"
Xing Nan's face was full of tangles, and eventually turned red. She lowered her head and took off the dress directly from her neck.
There is a complete vacuum inside.
“F*ck!”
This sentence is not Feng Lin’s sigh, but the Ye Yourong in Feng Lin.
Xing Nan lowered his head, walked a few steps faster, ran to Feng Lin, grabbed his hand, and said, "Feng Lin, can I be your woman?"
"Sister Nan, you..."
"If you agree, you can... right now..."
Xing Nan really had no shame to continue talking and buried his face in Feng Lin. forward.
Feng Lin was startled at first, and then took a breath, "Sister Nan's fingers clearly look very slender, but the palms of her hands are a little rough."
Xing Nan's words were as fast as lightning. He let go of Feng Lin and put his hands behind his back.
But this action showed the body in front of him more perfectly.
She also noticed this situation and had no choice but to squat on the ground.
"Feng Lin, I'm telling you a joke."
Xing Nan whispered, tears streaming down his face.
"Haha! Sister Nan, I don't dislike you. This roughness is a medal for your hard work."
Feng Lin shook his head gently.
Jinguji Akie’s hands looked very beautiful, but her palms were just as rough.
Because she has been practicing swordsmanship, the handle of the sword and her palm often rub against each other, which will definitely cause this.
However, Feng Lin often uses the essence of some medicines to maintain Jinguji Akihui's hands, which is relatively better than torture.
Feng Lin also squatted down, grabbed Xing Nan's shoulders, and said with a smile: "I can probably guess what you are thinking. I have a question now, are you going to do this? Or is your father letting you do this? You do this?”
"It's me."
Xing Nan raised his head and glanced at Feng Lin, then lowered his head again, "We already knew the rumors about you just now. Everyone here has heard of your name."
Feng Lin nodded lightly. His reputation had indeed become popular once before. People from the Xingyuan Tribe knew that it was normal.
“When my father heard about it, he sighed that you were no longer in the same world as us.”
Xing Nan said this and continued, “But later, I heard the raging of those strange beasts, Now we, the Xingyuan Clan, may not be able to resist at all, so we think of you.”
"Put your clothes on first."
Feng Lin controlled the air around him, and the black skirt on the ground flew back to Feng Lin's hand.
He gave the skirt to Xing Nan.
Xing Nan's watery eyes first glanced at Feng Lin, and then nodded.
“Actually, you want it too, right? I’m drooling just looking at this figure.”
Ye Yourong's voice came over, "Are you embarrassed because I'm around? Actually, I can leave."
Feng Lin rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to Ye Yourong.
After he saw Xing Nan put on his skirt, he continued: "Sister Nan, actually you don't need to think highly of me. I also have a lot of difficulties now."
"Taiyang and I You should have heard about the clan’s affairs. The current Sun clan But if you have a relationship with me in the realm of breaking the wall, it will only accelerate your death."
"Also, the alien beasts also regard us as enemies, and they may cross the stream at any time. We are raging over there.”
Feng Lin took Xing Nan and sat aside and said helplessly.
"Well, you're right."
Xing Nan nodded lightly, feeling that he was still too anxious.
"As for your next path, I think you should either go to the other side, or choose to live in seclusion for the time being and close the ruins." Feng Lin thought for a while and said, "Of course, joining forces with other forces, It’s also possible.”
"Otherwise, we will close the ruins for the time being. My father and I are going to continue practicing the Fallen Soul. As long as we can master it, I think our Xingyuan clan will be much stronger."
Xing Nan nodded lightly.
Actually, she just deceived Feng Lin.
It was not that she wanted to do such a thing, but that her father gave her a strong hint that she chose to come here.
Her original intention was to rely on herself.
Now with Feng Lin's guidance, she is more determined.
"Okay, let's go out."
Feng Lin and Xing Nan left the room together and returned to the living room.
When I came to the living room, Xing Heng had returned and was chatting with Yaoyao Ailian.
When he saw that Feng Lin had returned, he couldn't help but be surprised: "So fast?"
"Look, are you disliked by others?"
Ye Yourong chuckled.
"Dad! Feng Lin didn't..."
Xing Nan walked over quickly, grabbed Xing Heng's hand, and shook his head with a flushed face.
"Senior, let's say goodbye, because the Sun Clan has been killing me, and if you get involved with me, something will happen."
Feng Lin handed over to Xing Heng, "It's not peaceful recently. I think you should close the ruins first and wait until Sister Nan reaches the ninth level before thinking about your future plans."
"Okay!"
Xing Heng looked at his daughter first, and then nodded to Feng Lin.
He just saw Xing Nan passing by with a determined look on his face, and he felt a little empty in his heart.
It would be too embarrassing for the ancestors to let his daughter do such a thing just after his son died.
Feng Lin didn't do it, so he was considered a hero.
He felt that if there was a real chance in the future, he would let Feng Lin Mingmei marry his daughter.
In the farewell of the two, Feng Lin and others left the ruins.
Xing Heng also told Feng Lin that they would close the ruins immediately after preparing enough food.
……
Feng Lin and others set out on the road again.
During this period, Yaoyao grabbed Feng Lin's hand and asked, "Master, what are you doing? I looked at her just now and something was wrong."
"Humph! Needless to say, I I know him too well."
Ellen folded her arms and snorted coldly.
"Master would never do that! Master is so fierce, how could it be over in a minute or two?"
Yaoyao turned back to Ailian and said, "This also includes the time to walk back and forth and put on and take off clothes."
"Shut up, everyone! Especially Ailian, who hasn't hit you recently and started going to the house to expose you." Is it broken?"
Feng Lin grabbed Ailian's head and rubbed her hair into a chicken coop, "Yourong, come down and tell them whether I am a gentleman."
Speak. Suddenly, Ye Yourong got off Feng Lin.
She told what happened exactly as it was.
"Look, I said the master will not agree."
Yao Yao crossed his arms and said, "The master is so fierce, I think I can hold on for at least three minutes."
Ai Just as Lian was about to speak, Feng Lin immediately turned around, passed his hand across the front of his belt, and pulled out the scalpel.
Crack!
He knocked away the flying blue ice thorn with one strike of his knife.
"Hey! He's obviously a seventh-level master, but he's still a master."
A man with short blue hair appeared on a big tree. (End of this chapter)