"Phoenix, what are you doing?"

Meng Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his face rarely serious.

"Old friends haven't seen each other for many years, what do you mean by that tone?"

Golden Phoenix cocked the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, I'm leaving, and I have nothing to say with you."

Meng Changsheng turned around with a cane.

"Lao Meng! Remember the deadline? It's almost here!"

Jin Fenghuang reminded with a smile.

"Huh! What am I afraid of?"

Meng Changsheng stopped and turned his head indifferently.

"Of course you are not afraid, where are the people around you?" Jin Fenghuang asked with a smile.

"Then try it."

Meng Changsheng's crutches penetrated the ground, saying word by word: "I can reach a thousand troops."

Golden Phoenix snorted, covered his mouth and laughed, "Lao Meng, he's all a bad old man, so his sharp edge is still showing up?"

Meng Changsheng did not speak, and left here with a cane.

"I just kindly remind you, don't get fascinated by playing with children, and join in the dead night, that kind of play house game, you are not ashamed of it."

Golden Phoenix said to Meng Changsheng's back.

"We can make a bet that it is these little children who will kill you!"

After Meng Changsheng finished speaking, he disappeared.

"hehe."

Jin Fenghuang shook her head, and she gently touched the finger of her left thumb.

A black guide stick appeared in his hand.

She tapped the ground lightly and left from the other side of the alley.

...

Feng Lin rested on the deck chair in the yard.

As for Hong Ying, he kept guarding in front of the little fox.

Chi Qiaoqiao sat in front of them and listened to Hongying's story about the red fox tribe.

"Boy, come here."

Meng Changsheng leaned on a cane and stopped at the door of the villa.

Feng Lin immediately jumped off the recliner and walked over with his hands in his trouser pockets.

After coming outside, Feng Lin smiled and said, "What's the matter with the second master?"

"You should remember that when you let me leave my hometown, I asked you to promise me one thing."

Meng Changsheng looked at Feng Lin and said.

"Of course I remember." Feng Lin smiled and nodded, "The second master's business is my business, let alone one, I won't complain about ten things."

"Hehe, it's enough to have you, hurry up and work hard, I will need your help right away."

Meng Changsheng smiled and nodded, leaning on a cane, and walked to the opposite side.

Looking at Meng Changsheng's back, Feng Lin shook his head slightly.

It seems that Erye has something on his mind too.

...

dusk.

Zhao Qingqing came back to cook.

When she noticed the red wing next to her, she almost jumped up in shock.

Although Feng Lin gave her an explanation, Zhao Qingqing still felt incredible.

However, this person did stand in front of her eyes, and she could only accept the reality.

Feng Lin sat on the sofa, waiting for dinner.

The phone rang suddenly.

He took out and glanced, it was the old lady's phone.

"What's the matter?" Feng Lin asked.

"I got news, have you been spotted by the Dragon Palace recently?"

Ji Guangling's voice was a bit solemn.

"good."

Feng Lin glanced at Hong Ying on the side and walked out with his mobile phone.

After he came to the yard, he said, "There was a killer in the mid-tempering stage, but I killed him."

"You are getting more and more scary. It seems that my worry is unnecessary."

Ji Guangling said over there, "Remember that I said before that there happened to be a mission, now I can tell you."

Feng Lin didn't speak, and waited quietly for the following.

"The old Sect Master of Ziqiting is dead."

Ji Guangling said on the phone.

"what?"

Feng Lin was extremely surprised. Ziqiting was one of China's ten sects.

All the strengths are unfathomable.

It is said that the martial art has existed for more than 600 years.

"The old Sovereign is dead, and the new Sovereign who now takes over will entertain the guests."

Ji Guangling said in a deep voice, "He didn't invite our country. Except for some sects, they invited the Alliance and other races."

"Stop! Old lady, what are you talking about? I don't understand?"

Feng Lin's voice was suddenly full of doubts.

"What is your kid pretending? Since you are in the tempering state, Xiao Meng will definitely tell you these things."

Ji Guangling smiled and cursed over there.

"go on."

Feng Lin smiled.

"I suspect that Ziqiting has already cooperated with other races and is preparing to confront the country in the future."

Ji Guangling said over there.

Feng Lin also lowered his head to ponder. He knew that, in fact, there were many ancient schools.

There is no concept of country at all.

They don't have the world in their minds.

I just want to pursue the way of heaven on my own one-acre three-point land.

Just as they faced foreign aggression, most of them chose not to stay behind closed doors.

These powerful sects exist for as little as a hundred years, and as many as thousands of years.

Have seen too many dynasties change.

Feng Lin had come into contact with several powerful sects, and their words were full of arrogance.

Even distinguish oneself from ordinary people outside.

Call them mortals.

"What is my mission? Don't tell me, you are going to let me kill them."

Feng Lin smiled awkwardly.

Facing the top sect, the country has no way, let alone him alone.

"No, I hope you represent the country to explore the situation and see how they treat you?"

Ji Guangling said over there, "I didn't invite them. The older generations who have no room are here, it's not suitable."

"Grandma, you are not afraid of me being left there by them?"

Feng Lin rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry, I have already said hello to an old friend from the league. The older generation will do it. He will definitely help. As for the younger generation..."

Ji Guangling paused and smiled, "I'm still very confident of you."

"Hey, after all, I promised you at the beginning, tell me the time and place."

Feng Lin sighed.

It's okay to go to see Da Shi Nian, he feels that his current strength is not in proportion to the secrets he knows.

"Go over tomorrow, and I will send you the address right away."

Ji Guangling said with a smile.

"good."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he hung up.

Go back to the living room.

Zhao Qingqing has brought the food.

Hong Ying also took off his black robe, and the big red tail behind it was gently swinging behind the chair.

"Feng Lin, come and eat."

Zhao Qingqing smiled and waved when Feng Lin came in.

"good."

Feng Lin sat next to Zhao Qingqing.

Finding Feng Lin sitting down, Hong Ying immediately picked up the chopsticks and gobbled it up.

"No one is robbing you, eat slowly."

Looking at Hongying's appearance, Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.

"Well, this food is so delicious!"

Hong Ying nodded in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, the adults of the colorless clan would be here in Fenglin.

People who are admired by such big people must also be friends of the Red Fox tribe.

Therefore, Hongying now has no hatred for Feng Lin.

Although she respected the Dragon King very much, she was far from the big men of the colorless race.

After all, this is their family, the spiritual leader.

After the meal, Feng Lin asked Zhao Qingqing to let Hongying take a bath, and then find a room to live in.

Zhao Qingqing nodded and agreed.

Feng Lin was sitting on the sofa and inquiring about the address sent by Ji Guangling.

Chi Qiaoqiao leaned on the sofa and raised his little feet on Feng Lin's lap.

After a while, the bathroom door opened.

With a burst of water mist, Hongying walked out timidly, "Qingqing, your clothes are too small."

Feng Lin raised his head and glanced, almost squirting out.