Chapter 592

Sumiya's voice was dignified. "Are you sure you're ready?"

"Fifty percent sure, do you dare to accompany me?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"Are you kidding? You said clearly at the beginning that the power behind you is strong."

Sumia laughed when she heard this.

"Just because the power is too big, it's not worth fighting against small shrimps like the Dragon hall, so they gave it to me."

Feng Linton said, "my sister can choose to watch the war next to me."

"How about I don't watch or participate?"

Sumia asked with a smile.

"If so, for example, your participation is better."

Feng Lin smiled faintly, "tomorrow afternoon, we should arrive."

With that, Feng Lin hung up the phone.

With his trouser pockets in his hands, he went to Meng Changsheng's side, "second Lord, get ready. We'll start tomorrow."

"Hey, you really don't care about my old lame."

Meng Changsheng reluctantly smoked a cigarette bag.

"Elder brother, I'll go with you." Wei Wei smiled nearby.

"I don't need you."

Meng Changsheng smiled and shook his head.

Feng Lin didn't intend to let Wei Wei pass. He was relieved that there was a second master.

……

Feng Lin didn't tell Xu Ruoying what to do.

The next morning, Feng Lin looked at Qiuhui, a temple who was still sleeping in, and left gently.

After breakfast, Feng Lin led Meng Changsheng and Sikong to leave the ruins.

The Dragon hall is on the northern border of China.

Feng Lin had booked tickets for three people last night.

Feng Lin drove his Wuling Hongguang and took them to the airport.

Park the car where it was deflated.

This time, the second master didn't sit in a wheelchair, leaned on crutches, followed them, and didn't take a special passage.

……

Grassland province.

After Feng Lin and others came here, they took a taxi to the passenger station.

He took the bus to his destination again.

It is located in the north, in a township called Suihe.

"Finally."

Feng Lin looked up at the distant hill and said with a smile, "that's the nest of the Dragon hall."

"Now or later?"

Si Kong asked nearby.

"Go eat first and relax."

Feng Lin looked at his cell phone. It's 1:30 in the afternoon.

There is still time.

The three came to the streets of this town, surrounded by many small restaurants.

Feng Lin found a restaurant.

"Boss, a roast lamb leg."

Feng Lin looked at the menu on the wall and said with a smile.

"OK!"

The cashier was a middle-aged woman. She said to several people, "sit down first."

Feng Lin helped Meng Changsheng to sit down.

He sat opposite with Sikong Jin.

There is only one table in this hotel.

They were four young people. One of them had a perm and winked at the other three.

After being reminded, the remaining few people noticed that Sikong near Feng Lin was close.

They were all shocked to meet such a wonderful woman.

That face, at a glance, seems to be engraved in my heart and can't be forgotten.

At this time, the original perm youth stood up with a smile.

He came to Si Kongjin and took out his mobile phone with a smile, "beauty, can we add a wechat?"

Si Kong said faintly, "get out."

"Hahaha! Old horse, are you ashamed?"

"People don't like you."

……

The remaining three youths laughed when they found that the old horse was directly rejected.

The perm youth's face was suddenly gloomy. He raised one leg and stepped on the table in front of him. "Those who scold me generally come to no good end."

"Sleeping trough! This young man is so angry."

Meng Changsheng smiled and sighed.

"Sleeping trough NIMA? Dead lame, you have a share in talking here? Believe it or not, I'll find someone to waste your other leg? Throw you to the border?"

As soon as the voice of the perm youth fell, Feng Lin gently kicked his leg on the ground.

Brush!

Because his other leg is on the table.

This leg suddenly slipped and split in the air.

Click!

There is a crack in the crotch of his jeans.

Boom!

His body fell to the ground, still in a split state.

Because he had never done this, he suddenly split his legs and couldn't go back.

"Ah!"

He screamed like a pig and showed his teeth in pain.

"Old horse!"

Seeing this, the remaining young people hurriedly came to help.

One of the youths wanted to break his leg back.

"Ah! Don't move, it hurts!"

The old horse roared, "take me to the hospital."

The last few people carried the split old horse and left the hotel.

"Smelly boy, I remember you!"

Before leaving, the other party didn't forget to say a cruel word.

Feng Lin just shook his head and smiled, which was regarded as a relaxation episode before the war.

After dinner, they went to the hills outside the town together.

Along the way, Feng Lin put on a pure black mask.

Meng Changsheng and Si Kongjin are the same.

"Don't look for it. They've told us where it is."

Looking into the distance, there is the smell of ancient martial arts.

The three accelerated to their destination.

"Who are you?"

Outside a hole was a man wearing a silver dragon mask.

"We're invisible. We're looking for Long Hao as a guest."

Feng Lin said faintly.

"You dare to call the name of the Dragon King, don't you want to live?"

The middleman of the silver dragon mask said sternly.

Sikong didn't speak. He put on white gloves as he walked forward.

Brush!

He flashed behind the man and grabbed the back of his neck.

Click!

With terrible strength, crush each other's neck.

The blue light from his hand evaporated the man.

"Second master, go in."

Feng Lin put his hands in his trouser pockets and smiled at Meng Changsheng. "Remember, if the other party starts the array, come to me right away."

Then they stepped into the ruins.

Here is a vast expanse of grassland.

I can only feel the strong breath in the depths of the ruins.

"Start cleaning up."

Feng Lin showed a faint smile.

……

Deep in the ruins.

Long Hao is in a stone building.

He was wearing a suit with pigtails and a beard.

He looked at the data in his hand and said faintly, "no accident, Xuanwu is dead."

"Impossible!"

A burly man with black short sleeves on one side.

He is the first expert around long Hao, white tiger.

He said sternly, "Xuanwu is the peak of quenching. He should be delayed by something."

"He said to take people to Fenglin's hometown. Now he has disappeared. There are no casualties in Fenglin's hometown. It seems that everything has happened and he is still collecting wheat at ease."

Long Hao sneered at the corners of his mouth. "It seems that there are experts in Fenglin's hometown."

Boom!

Just then, a huge vibration came from the ruins.

Followed by an endless stream of vibrations.

"Dragon King! Something bad happened. Someone killed our ruins!"

A middle-aged man with green curly hair rushed in and said.