"puff!"

Xu Ruoying was eating dried strawberries and sprayed them directly.

She immediately sat up and looked at Chi Ling coldly, "What do you call him?"

"My husband, our marriage was agreed to by the second master and Feng Lin's father."

Chi Ling hugged Feng Lin's arm, "If you want to object, go find them."

"All right!"

Feng Lin pulled his arm out, "Xiaoying worked very hard this time, don't make her angry."

"Wait! What do you mean? What is this hard work? If I don't work hard, will she be able to provoke me?"

Xu Ruoying pouted a little displeased.

"Absolutely not, hold back first and talk about business."

Feng Lin hugged Xu Ruoying's shoulder and looked at Chi Ling, "What's the matter?"

"Can I go for this mission? Although I am not very strong, at least I am in the realm of tempering."

Chi Ling glanced at Xu Ruoying lightly, in order to tell her.

What's so good about it to pass through the realm in a small way.

Had it not been for Feng Lin to be here, she would have taught her a lesson.

Sure enough, Xu Ruoying, who was still having a temper, calmed down when she heard this.

Unexpectedly, surpassing Chi Qiaoqiao's group of little kids, it is possible to surpass Jingongji Qiuhui.

But there is another stronger person.

Feng Lin is too hateful!

"What mission? I'll go too!"

Xu Ruoying grabbed Feng Lin's arm, she felt that she was strong enough now, and enough to perform tasks with Feng Lin.

"My wife, just forget it, this time our opponent is beyond your imagination."

Feng Lin gently shook his head at Xu Ruoying.

"What do you mean? You dislike me? Grandpa said it himself, no one can kill me now!"

Xu Ruoying slapped Feng Lin on the shoulder displeased.

"This time the enemy is too strong..."

Feng Lin gently shook his head, "Observe, I can't make fun of your life."

You know, Ouyang Hun from Ouyang's family is quite a fifth-tier.

This kind of combat power is almost equivalent to Chi shocking.

Feng Lin is in danger here, let alone carrying Xu Ruoying's oil bottle.

"Don't say you pass through the realm, this mission, even Chi Ling can't go to this tempering realm."

Feng Lin patted Xu Ruoying's shoulder lightly, "If you want to go, you can, provided that you can escape from the compressed air of Dacheng fifth order."

He felt that it was not good to refuse directly.

So Xu Ruoying came to an impossible task.

"What? So simple?" Xu Ruoying stood up in surprise.

"Simple? Are you kidding me?"

Feng Lin patted Xu Ruoying's head with an expression of caring for a fool, "Do you know what compressed air is?"

"Go, you find someone!"

Xu Ruoying pulled Feng Lin up with a confident expression on her face.

Feng Lin and Chi Ling looked at each other, is it possible that Xu Ruoying really has a way?

Several people came outside the villa.

Feng Lin walked to Meng Changsheng, where Meng Changsheng was smoking a pipe, his eyes still staring at the chessboard.

I was studying why I lost just now.

"Second Lord, give Xiaoying some compressed air. She said she can escape now."

Feng Lin said to Meng Changsheng.

"Did you find the wrong person? Where can I compress?" Meng Changsheng rolled his eyes.

Chi Ling on the side rolled his eyes.

She had heard Li Hentian said in person.

The nightmare of that year dragged the broken leg, and could cut off Li Hentian's arm.

If there is no Dacheng fifth level, it is impossible to do this.

"Stop pretending, hurry up."

Feng Lin came behind Meng Changsheng and pinched his shoulder.

"hehe."

Meng Changsheng glanced at Xu Ruoying, who was actually very curious.

What exactly has Xu Ruoying learned this month?

call!

The surrounding air suddenly roared, and Xu Ruoying's body was imprisoned in the air uncontrollably.

Hum!

At this moment, in front of Xu Ruoying, a huge oracle rune appeared.

Feng Lin recognized this word, which is "San".

Click!

The word broke and exploded.

There was another whistling in the surrounding air, which set off a gust of wind.

Xu Ruoying's body landed firmly on the ground.

Chi Ling was also shocked and really broke free.

"Fucking! This young man, it's too expensive to play!"

Meng Changsheng was shocked, and the air around him just now did not listen.

It feels like grabbing a handful of sand hard.

Obviously his compressive power is still there, but the air is like sand, slipping away from his fingers uncontrollably.

"Humph!"

Xu Ruoying put her hands in her trouser pockets, and said lightly: "I don't just have this method."

"Are you formation?" Feng Lin asked strangely.

"It's half a formation." Xu Ruoying ran over and took her arms, "You said, take me."

"This……"

"Let her go, just to see the world."

Meng Changsheng said next to him, Xu Ruoying made so much progress at one time, and he really needed to be firm.

The easiest way to be stable is to kill.

Killing people of the same level can make her familiar with the battle of this level as soon as possible.

"Er Ye said so." Xu Ruoying rubbed Feng Lin's arm.

"Okay, you can go, but be obedient."

Feng Lin said helplessly.

"Absolutely obedient... Fuck!"

Xu Ruoying suddenly cursed secretly, covering her mouth in shock.

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

"How did the second master's legs get better?" Xu Ruoying pointed to Meng Changsheng excitedly.

"Fuck! Is this young man blind?"

Meng Changsheng smiled and shook his head. Although he was still sitting in a wheelchair, he had been a long time with Erlang's legs upright.

Just noticed now.

"Well, since you are going too, make a mask."

Feng Lin took Xu Ruoying to the depths of the ruins.

Speaking of it, Feng Lin first regarded the ruins as his home, except for the first villa he built.

Feng Lin has never been to the depths.

"Purple blue."

Feng Lin happened to find Du Zilan came out of a villa and walked over with a smile.

Xu Ruoying pinched Fenglin secretly behind her, and she was so affectionate.

"What's the matter?" Du Zilan walked over and asked.

"Help Xiaoying also make a mask, the same style as before."

Feng Lin smiled and hugged Xu Ruoying's shoulders.

"Okay, it's just convenient."

Du Zilan walked to the villa again.

Feng Lin and Xu Ruoying followed, looked closer, and found dozens of sewing machines here.

The members under the peony are busy here.

"What are you doing?" Feng Lin asked strangely.

"Don't you know? The killer business was not good at the beginning, and we still made handmade custom-made clothes."

Du Zilan pointed to the peony pattern on the wall, "Our brand is called Peony."

"You turned out to be the Peony Flower Company?" Xu Ruoying was shocked.

"You know?" Feng Lin scratched his head.

"This is one of the world's luxury brands. It is handmade and custom-made. A skirt is as low as 100,000. I can't bear to buy it." Xu Ruoying explained.

"I wipe it! This span is too big."

Feng Lin touched his nose awkwardly, "But just so, can you customize an organized garment for us? It's best to bring a big logo and it's an advertisement for you."

"OK."

Du Zilan smiled and took out a soft ruler, measuring Xu Ruoying's head.