Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1857 I'm Really Impatient
Several people around Feng Lin walked into the building.

He came to Meng Changsheng's side, and shouted with a smile, "Second Master, me."

"Okay, I didn't expect to meet you again here."

Meng Changsheng said with a smile.

"Leave with me first."

After Feng Lin finished speaking, he led Meng Changsheng out of the building.

He went all the way to the forest in the distance before stopping.

"I've heard about Second Mistress."

Feng Lin leaned against a big tree and said.

"Hahaha! I met the fourth boy before, and he told me everything."

Meng Changsheng smiled and took out his cigarette bag.

Feng Lin was a little surprised, he didn't expect the fourth son to meet the second master first.

No wonder he seemed to be in a better mood.

"I didn't expect the talent of the fourth boy to be so powerful, and it has reached the eighth level now."

Meng Changsheng took a puff of his cigarette and was amazed, "Obviously he was just a kid who liked to play games."

Feng Lin shook his head lightly, "Perhaps before the fourth child, he didn't pay attention at all."

"Haha! Have you been hit?"

Meng Changsheng asked with a smile, "The little follower who used to be behind me has now surpassed you."

"What's wrong with me, the old four strong and the second master are strong, the essence is the same, anyway, they are all on their own side."

Feng Lin said indifferently, "I will continue to investigate the matter of the second mistress. The second master does not need to worry, and strives to improve his state."

"I know."

Meng Changsheng took a puff of his pipe, "I came here this time because I heard that the Yin-Yang Crusaders offered a lot of rewards."

"Have you met the second generation of Linggang Army?"

Feng Lin asked suddenly.

"Yes, they can completely cover their faces. After I beat them for a long time, I couldn't move them, so I took the initiative to withdraw."

Meng Changsheng shook his head lightly, "A lot of people died at their hands. The Demon Institute created terrible things."

"Second Master, I'm a little confused now."

Feng Lin pulled out the scalpel on the front of the belt and twirled it on his finger.

"I know what you think. We fight in the same way. We kill you with a sneak attack, but the Spirit Steel Army completely restrains your leapfrog killing ability."

Meng Changsheng knocked out the soot.

"That's right, I'm considering whether to practice here."

Feng Lin sighed.

He can fight across so many levels. To put it bluntly, he can use his strongest attack to penetrate the weakest point of the opponent.

But the Linggang Army has no weak points.

His sixth-level qi is indeed too far behind, let alone the second-generation spirit steel army.

A generation of spirit steel army can't beat them in a single duel.

"It depends on your own thoughts, don't be discouraged, maybe you have forgotten yourself, you are only at the sixth level!"

Meng Changsheng patted Feng Lin on the shoulder, "The further you go, the bigger the gap becomes. Is it a leapfrog battle that made you impatient?"

Hearing this, Feng Lin smiled wryly, "Maybe."

"You should understand by now, the reason why Senior Ji concealed you?"

Meng Changsheng glanced at Feng Lin and asked.

"Hiding what?"

Feng Lin was a little puzzled.

"About the rushing of different planes, on our side, from the sixth to the seventh level, it is almost a curse from heaven. You can't fight at will, you can only go to the ruins to try your luck."

Meng Changsheng explained, "Whether it's Senior Ji Guangling or your father, geniuses like them have been trapped for many years. You are much better than them. You came here earlier."

After hearing Meng Changsheng's words, Feng Lin felt a little relieved.

Er Ye was right, he was already a model of good luck.

The fifth level ran through different planes and came here to practice.

You should know that everyone else has reached the seventh level.

He also finally understood why those older generation masters concealed things about Ben Liu.

Only very few people can endure loneliness.

If everyone knew that the rushing side could fight at will, it would speed up their progress.

People like Feng Lin who have made rapid progress in the early stage must not be able to bear the long wait for many years.

They will jump into the torrent to try their luck before the seventh level, and most of them will be swallowed by the torrent in the end.

"Second Master, I see."

Feng Lin smiled and put the scalpel back, "I'm really impatient."

Meng Changsheng glanced at the Yin-Yang Crusaders walking over there, and sighed softly: "Damn it! These young men, don't they all have something to do with you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just ordinary friends."

Feng Lin rolled his eyes.

"Hahaha! I'm leaving, you are busy!"

After Meng Changsheng finished speaking, he walked into the distance and disappeared from Feng Lin's sight in the blink of an eye.

Su Zishu said from a distance: "Feng Lin, my uncle called you."

"it is good."

Feng Lin agreed and walked over there.

When he passed by Su Molu, Su Molu stepped on Feng Lin's foot hard.

Then she had an innocent expression on her face, "I'm sorry, I didn't see it."

"Your grandma's!"

Feng Lin cursed secretly, and didn't bother to argue with her.

Led by several people, Feng Lin came to the second floor of the building.

Because the building was built in a hurry, the ground on the second floor is still concrete.

There are no smooth floor tiles.

But the formation outside the building has already been established.

"Hello, senior."

Feng Lin looked at Su Ming who was sitting on the chair, and gently cupped his hands.

Su Ming supported his cheek with one hand, looked at Feng Lin with those different eyes, and said softly: "I know what happened, thank you for saving everyone's life."

"It's just to cooperate with each other, and my strength can't help."

Feng Lin said casually, "It's these masters who are really fighting."

Su Zishu raised her face and crossed her arms. She purposely blew herself up.

He used formations to control the Spirit Steel Army for a long time, and he and Feng Lin built the Spirit Breaking Formation together.

"I have received information that the Yin-Yang Crusaders have lost four captains and twelve members."

Su Ming said calmly, "This is the news this morning, and the number may still be increasing."

Hearing this, the faces of the girls here are all ugly.

This is just the beginning, so much has been lost.

Even Beihuang is not so powerful.

"The Yin-Yang Crusaders have died so many, presumably the masters of other forces have lost more?"

Feng Lin asked with his trousers in his pocket.

"Good, but we don't need to count the others."

Su Ming raised his legs, "The above means that the rewards will be further increased, intending to attract the sublimation realm of other forces, and you can also inform you Chinese masters."

"I like to be alone, and I don't have a good relationship with them."

Feng Lin shook his head lightly, Huaxia couldn't do anything casually.

In case the Demon Research Institute is in a hurry and goes to China to make trouble, the gain will outweigh the loss.

He believed that there were ideas of his own over there.

"I have already checked the body of the second generation."

Su Ming raised his hand, and the body beside him was held in his hand, and he stretched out a finger.

A thin thread of flame was drilled out of the small hole in the eye.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the excreted cover opened towards the inside.

Feng Lin observed carefully and found that there was a small stick made of spiritual steel behind the cover.

Used as a bolt to lock the "door".

As for the "door" and the "door frame" next to it, they are connected by hinges, so it's no wonder that water seeps out.

Because it is not as tight as the first generation of screw caps.

"Senior, how do you think we should deal with the second-generation Spirit Steel Army?"

Feng Lin observed the small door and asked in a low voice.

(End of this chapter)