Chapter 1081
Feng Lin has been fighting the blood tiger here for a long time, and he found that the other party's spiritual intelligence should not be low.

Even though it was fighting Feng Lin, it didn't deliberately destroy the secret realm under its feet.

Naturally, Feng Lin was the same, after fighting this blood tiger for half an hour, he finally lost his spiritual power, penetrated the formation in an instant, and appeared in front of Cheng Wen.

"Okay, this formation is like a fake to you."

Yu Chengwen said with a smile.

"It's so-so, but this blood tiger always gives me a strange feeling, I can't explain it."

Feng Lin shook his head slightly, his eyes suddenly stared at the distance, an old lady came from a distance with her waist bent.

After entering the secret realm, her originally bent waist became straight.

The wrinkled skin on the body gradually dissipated, and replaced it with the appearance of an elf.

"You are... jealous of women!"

Looking at the dark elves in the distance, Feng Lin was shocked.

This woman has an exaggerated figure, dark skin, and long, curly white hair.

With a pair of expressionless eyes on the handsome face, he looked towards Feng Lin, "Is that you?"

"Sister Song, are you here?" The little girl over here said with a smile.

"kindness."

Song Qingrong came this way, bowed his head to Yu Chengwen, "Master."

"master?"

Feng Lin was very surprised. It turned out that this Yu Chengwen was Song Qingrong's master.

"Feng Lin, why are you here?" Song Qingrong looked at Feng Lin strangely.

"I just came here by chance." Feng Lin explained beside him.

"Hehe, I'm still an acquaintance." Yu Chengwen looked at Song Qingrong with a smile, "You haven't introduced me yet."

"Master, this is the Feng Lin I told you about earlier, and he is also a member of the God List, but he is ranked ninth."

Song Qingrong explained calmly.

"Ninth? So it's not as strong as you?" Yu Chengwen nodded.

"No!" At this point, Song Qingrong's expression was a little abnormal, "He is better than me."

"Hahaha! It seems to be one of our own."

Yu Chengwen nodded with a smile, and walked to the small wooden house in the distance, giving Feng Lin and Song Qingrong some time.

"I didn't expect that I could find your master at will. How are you doing?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"So-so, I've been fighting against the ancient immortal sect." Song Qingrong explained.

"Ancient Immortal Gate? Where have you been these few days? Are you nearby?" Feng Lin asked suddenly.

"That's right, I've been around these few days, what's the matter?" Song Qingrong asked strangely.

Feng Lin told Song Qingrong what he saw and heard when he came here this time. Hearing this, Song Qingrong's face gradually became serious.

"If I didn't guess wrong, I know who that person is. Both I and I were injured during the fight, and we went to find places to heal our injuries. I remember that he ran in the direction you said at the beginning."

Song Qingrong said in a deep voice, "But don't worry, since I was also at fault in this matter, I will compensate the family's money."

"It's none of your business. His injury has been repaired. There is no need for such a burst of spiritual power. It is obviously intentional."

Feng Lin shook his head slightly, "Where is that ancient fairy gate? You take me there, and we can talk about it after getting some money."

"Wait until tomorrow, I'm injured this time, I need to rest."

After Song Qingrong finished speaking, he walked to the cabin over there.

Feng Lin also walked over, seeing this scene, he always had a feeling of deja vu.

Suddenly, Feng Lin's eyes froze for a moment. In Gongdie's secret realm, the state has been the same since ancient times.

A cabin, a little girl.

In addition to the magic formation on the opponent, when Feng Lin wrestled his wrist just now, he deliberately touched his pulse, but he couldn't detect it accurately.

Could it be... this old man is also a member of the first generation of gods.

In addition, he said that this huge blood tiger is his friend's pet, who can have this kind of ability?

Feng Lin couldn't help but think of the Eastern Emperor.

"Feng Lin, you don't have to leave today, let's eat here."

Yu Chengwen in the distance waved to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin nodded with a smile, and took out 2000 yuan from his body, "It's fine to eat, but I will spend the money. This is the 2000 yuan from senior, and I will return it to you."

"Don't be too polite to me, I'll take it seriously." Yu Chengwen said with a smile.

"I'm very sincere." Feng Lin replied.

Yu Chengwen waved his hand lightly, and the two installments of money in Feng Lin's palm automatically floated into his hand, "Then I won't be polite to you, anyway, my food is very valuable."

While talking, Song Qingrong moved a wooden square table and came out from a distant room.

Another girl came by with a tray.

Roast chicken, roast duck, braised fish...

Seeing so many meat dishes, Feng Lin always felt that the term "senior" did not match.

Logically speaking, shouldn't a senior of his level eat vegetables and tofu?
Yu Chengwen took out a bottle of wine from the interspatial ring, said with a smile, "Eat."

Four people sat around the table, Feng Lin set his eyes on the little girl narrating, "What's your name?"

"I don't have a name. You are just like grandpa, just call me Nizi." The girl tore off a chicken leg and smiled at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin smiled awkwardly, he didn't want to tell himself.

Who doesn't have a name.

But thinking of this, Feng Lin remembered the race of goddesses, so he couldn't name them.

Could it be that this woman is also from the Celestial Clan?

However, Feng Lin remembered the little girl around him from ancient to modern times, and he also didn't know her name.

"Feng Lin, I didn't expect you to be so strong at such a young age. I feel that you can rank first in this generation of gods."

Yu Chengwen took a sip of his wine and gave Feng Lin a thumbs up.

"Hehe, it's just luck."

Feng Lin smiled modestly, "However, senior, I still don't understand a lot about the list of gods. What was the basis for choosing the list of gods?"

In fact, what Feng Lin doesn't understand the most is his own old man.

A purebred human being, a native, with extraordinary strength, although he is unkempt, but he is very righteous in his heart.

He really doesn't understand why this kind of person is not a master of the god list.

"You ask me, I'll ask who to go to, but I heard at the beginning that the Eastern Emperor has treasures who can calculate all the world's affairs, and the names of the candidates on the God List are all calculated."

"Then he tried to find a way to investigate these people's behavior, screen out those who are not good enough, and finally gather the remaining people together."

Yu Chengwen ate the fish and said.

Feng Lin also started to eat with his head down. After hearing this sentence, he felt a little uncomfortable inside.

It seems that the old man was screened out because he was not good enough.

"Feng Lin, have you guessed my master's true identity?" Song Qingrong who was beside him raised his head and asked.

"Well, it should be the master of the first generation, right?" Feng Lin nodded with a smile.

"That's right, but my master is the tenth on the list of gods in the first generation. There are many things that you ask him, but he doesn't know." Song Qingrong said after eating.

"Cough cough!"

Yu Chengwen coughed a few times, "Damn girl, you haven't married yet, and your elbows are starting to turn out?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I will never marry in my life." Song Qingrong lowered his head unnaturally.

(End of this chapter)

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