Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1915
"Uh... Yinghuo, what do you think?"

Wei Ranhei yawned, his voice getting lower and lower.

"Could it be that the Northern Wilderness has begun to split and is heading for discord?"

Wei Yinghuo asked strangely.

"Impossible, as long as Suiyu and the Three Emperors are still together, there will be no discord in the Northern Wilderness."

Wei Ranhei said softly, "Those who have the heart to resist don't even need Suiyu to make decisions, and the snow will be wiped out in Houtianxue."

"Then... what's going on? Father, tell me directly, Yinghuo's head is itchy, isn't it because she wants to grow her brain?"

Wei Ying scratched her head in confusion.

"Judging from the information you said, this person is indeed very similar to Feng Lin, but Feng Lin didn't go to the Northern Wilderness through us, nor did he go through the two torrents..."

Wei Ranhei was talking, but suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter, father?" Wei Yinghuo continued to eat shrimp crackers.

"Yinghuo, if you have nothing to do, go to the Western Continent and find a way to find a man named Feng Lin to see if he is the one who saved you."

Wei Ranhei smiled lightly, "If it is, it proves that there are more than two torrents in the Northern Wilderness. Besides, I can't think of any other way for him to enter the Northern Wilderness."

"What? There are other torrents?"

Wei Yinghuo's eyes widened.

"This is just a conjecture. First of all, we must confirm whether the person who saved you is Feng Lin."

Wei Ranhei said with a smile.

"Father, I'll go to the Western Continent to have a look."

Wei Yinghuo carried the snack bag and walked out, "I remember his voice, and I also know that his silver needle is on his belt. If everything is correct, then he must be Lin Yi."

"Go, I'm tired, take a rest."

Wei Ranhei lost his voice.

……

Feng Lin was still pressing the road with Ye Yourong.

He had already thought about all the helpers he could think of, but in the end he felt that they were useless.

Feng Lin has only been here for more than a year, and he doesn't know many people.

There are only a few top players.

Sun Zhizhi, the ninth level of perfection, but she is definitely not willing to offend the Sun Clan.

Of course, even if she wanted to go, Feng Lin would refuse.

He was also afraid that the other party would drag him down.

Except for Sun Zhizhi, an idler, the rest are all powerful.

The big forces are unwilling to offend the Sun Clan, mainly because they are afraid of their revenge.

Maybe the people who help are very strong, but there are too many old and weak women and children in their power.

"Feng Lin, do you want to provoke the Sun Clan and the Yin-Yang Crusaders to find a way to fight?"

Ye Yourong said from the side.

"I've thought about it a long time ago, but this plan doesn't work. Think about it, why did the Yin-Yang Crusaders cancel their wanted arrest?"

Feng Lin asked back.

"It's true, they don't care about you, they just want you to deal with the Sun Clan, they are not easy to make a move."

Ye Yourong nodded.

For the Yin-Yang Crusaders, they will not easily kill the Sun Clan.

Simple provocations, there will be no big storms, unless something big and endless happens.

"However, you have reminded me that the Yin-Yang Crusaders will not take action, which does not mean that other forces will not take action."

Feng Lin touched his chin and thought, "Tell me, which force dares to attack the Sun Clan?"

"No."

Ye Yourong shook his head.

"Grass!"

Feng Lin cursed secretly.

This time, things are really not easy.

"By the way, Feng Lin, why do you want to look far away? Didn't there be a big sister you like just now, and she was very happy if she said she could help you, let your big sister go!"

Ye Yourong suddenly put her hands behind her back in an old fashioned way, and said in a strange way.

"I know you're envious. Sure enough, all women are the same. The older ones have a good temper, while the younger ones are vicious and pungent."

Feng Lin smiled and looked at Ye Yourong.

"Fart! I can be big too!"

Ye Yourong said dissatisfied.

"Your is fake, others are real."

Feng Lin can still tell the difference on this point.

"You...too lazy to talk to you!"

Ye Yourong put her hands behind her back and turned her face away.

"Look, it's obvious that you're the one who's got a bad temper first. You can't talk to me, and you don't care about others. You really are extremely vicious."

Feng Lin continued.

"I... I'm not angry, I have a good temper."

Ye Yourong struggled to make a smiling expression.

"Let's go, and fight with me."

Feng Lin pulled Ye Yourong's arm, ready to go to the Western Continent again.

He has nothing to do when he is idle, and he will kill a few Linggang soldiers.

Good stuff, the more the merrier.

The equipment of the Linggang Army Explosion is a good thing.

Stepping into the Western Continent again, Feng Lin let Ye Yourong attach to his body, looking for traces of battles around him.

After finding it, he immediately threw himself into the battle against the Spirit Steel Army.

Ever since the ice was able to temporarily seal the opponent's movement, the Linggang Army's suppression of Feng Lin no longer existed.

……

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Feng Lin was going to go back, counting the time, Qingqiu Yun should have finished the steel needle.

"Feng Lin, why don't we go to Si Wujie's branch? There are so many spirit steel army shells, why not draw a prize."

Ye Yourong said on Feng Lin's back.

"It's fine, anyway, our team is still there, don't let it go for nothing."

Feng Lin took a long detour this time, and it took another day and a half before he came to another branch.

After coming here, he was surprised to find that everyone here happened to be queuing up to draw a lottery.

He looked at the place where Si Wujie was, and found the two members of their team.

He only remembered that the man was called Di Kun, but he didn't even know the name of the other black-robed woman.

However, there seemed to be more people added to the team.

Beside these two people was a man in black robe.

"Fenglin Kidney Deficiency Team! Add another spirit steel army body, not bad, let's draw a lottery."

Si Wujie pushed down the round sunglasses, showing a faint smile.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Feng Lin shouted from a distance, "Our team is not over yet."

Feng Lin took off the hat of the black robe, and Ye Yourong was still covered tightly on his back.

"Feng Lin?"

Long Feifeng in the black robe suddenly became nervous. If he knew, she was the woman he saved before.

That would surely make you laugh at yourself.

Because this incident was too embarrassing, she didn't say a word to the two companions around her.

Si Wujie looked at Feng Lin and said, "I thought something happened to you, I haven't heard from you for a long time."

"Senior, you've been worrying too much. You've been in the depths of the Western Continent, and you're just too lazy to come back."

Feng Lin took out the space ring, and his body clanked down.

In the end, there were eight of them.

Not only Longfeifeng's side, but also those other lottery drawers in the distance were all taken aback.

What's so special about this?
This is the Spirit Steel Army that can fight against the Sequence Captain!

How come, like jelly beans, you can get a lot of them at once.

"Brother! You are so fierce! Eight!"

Di Kun was shocked and gave thumbs up again and again.

Long Feifeng didn't speak, she was still extremely nervous at the moment.

"Just luck."

Feng Lin waved his hand indifferently.

"Feng Lin, these are counted as your second-generation spirit steel army. You can also come to the lottery, but for the rewards in the general list, you only count your first-generation spirit steel army twice. The rules cannot be changed, otherwise everyone will save it. People are not fair."

Si Wujie said calmly.

"Okay, listen to the seniors."

Feng Lin didn't care, anyway, it was a free reward, so it would be nice to have it.

"Come on, this box is the top one. It contains the legendary ancient inheritance skills. It depends on your luck."

Si Wujie pointed to the box and said.

"Hey, I've never had bad luck."

While Feng Lin was speaking, he took out a ball, broke it apart, and took out the note, "Damn it! Ancient techniques passed down!"

(End of this chapter)