Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

The dark-haired woman in front of her has bright eyes and bright teeth, giving off an air of a scholarly family.

The height has also reached 1.7 meters, and the ponytail is tied casually.

Wearing black casual clothes and no gold or silver jewelry on his body, he feels very low-key.

At the knee of her left leg, her trousers were torn, and the wound on her knee could be clearly seen.

However, the blood at this moment has turned black and congealed.

"I am fine."

Yuan Yiren shook his head lightly, but didn't say much.

"It's fine."

John smiled and nodded, although the woman's clothes in front of him were pulled tightly.

But he could still tell that this woman's figure was very predictable.

John turned to leave, and the fire over there was already burning.

The people here, when they saw them grilling fish not far away, their faces were very ugly.

Apparently they did it on purpose.

"Miss Yuan, I see that you have become so weak, you might as well obey."

Beside Yuan Yiren, a middle-aged man with short hair spoke in Chinese.

He and Yuan Yiren belong to the same company, and they are also Yuan Yiren's subordinates.

He can swim and he can play well.

But this time the plane crash caused his waist to be severely injured, and at this moment his legs seemed to be paralyzed and he lost consciousness.

In his current situation, there is nothing he can do.

"Zhang Peng, what nonsense are you talking about? You asked me to accompany him just for a meal? I might as well die."

A trace of anger appeared on Yuan Yiren's face.

"I'm sorry, it's all because I'm useless. If I'm fine, it will be good for Miss to live here."

Zhang Peng hit the ground with a punch.

"Okay, all of this is fate, whether it is life or death, God has already made a conclusion."

Yuan Yiren was talking when he suddenly noticed a hillside in the distance.

Feng Lin and Ye Yourong walked over hand in hand.

Yuan Yiren looked at the faces and mental state of the two, and they looked very good.

Especially that child, who is juicy and juicy, doesn't look like someone who hasn't eaten for three days.

I remember that after the plane crash, she was one of the first to climb out, and she didn't see these two people.

After all, Asians only look like these few people around them.

"who are you?"

John, who was grilling fish in the distance, noticed Feng Lin and Ye Yourong, so he came over and asked.

"Can't understand."

Ye Yourong's head shook slightly.

She has indeed been here before, but she has only visited Huaxia. After all, there is no obstacle to communication.

Yuan Yiren in the distance was delighted when he heard Ye Yourong's words, "Are you from Huaxia?"

"Yes."

Feng Lin agreed, then looked at John with a smile, and asked in English, "What happened?"

"You don't know? You are not a passenger on this plane?"

John's face changed suddenly, did someone come to this island again?

The dream he embraced left and right has not yet been completed.

He looks like this, although he has a good figure, but because of his ugly looks, he has never had a girlfriend.

There is no shortage of women here.

"No, we were driving a yacht nearby to play, but the yacht suddenly broke down, so we swam over."

Feng Lin explained with a smile.

"Just the two of you?" John asked.

"Well, just the two of us."

Feng Lin nodded lightly.

Hearing this, John's eyes narrowed slightly, and it seemed that the two of them had no way to leave.

Then his own status will not be challenged.

He couldn't help looking at Ye Yourong, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be concealed at all.

He also wanted to try this kind of little girl who was just about to bloom.

As for the other people around, they learned that Feng Lin's yacht was broken down, and the hope that had been kindled was dashed again.

"Everyone can rest assured that you are saved."

Feng Lin looked around with a smile, "Although my yacht has sunk in the sea, I have a satellite phone and can provide the coordinates here."

Hearing this, the originally dim eyes of everyone brightened up again.

Especially those who were injured, all cheered excitedly.

"Miss, we can finally go back! I'm really hurting people. What I said just now almost made Miss suffer."

Zhang Peng slapped himself.

Yuan Yiren's expression did not show joy, but a little dignified.

What she was afraid of was that after Feng Lin had the so-called rights, he would be the same as John here.

"Brother, talk?"

John patted Feng Lin's shoulder suddenly, smiled and pointed to the distance.

Feng Lin was unmoved, he smiled lightly and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it here."

"It's inconvenient to talk about it, it's more private."

John grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder, "Let's go, it must be a good thing for you."

Feng Lin was also curious, so he followed.

Ye Yourong also followed behind Feng Lin.

"Forget about children." John glanced at Ye Yourong.

"Don't worry, she doesn't understand English."

Feng Lin smiled and took Ye Yourong's hand.

"That's fine."

John brought Feng Lin a hundred meters away, and he asked in a low voice, "Do you want to enjoy the pleasure of being an ancient emperor?"

"What do you mean?" Feng Lin asked.

"Do you want to join us? In your hands, you have the tools to save everyone. It can be said that only you can save their lives."

John smiled and said, "Why don't you threaten, there are many beauties over there."

Feng Lin couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and understood what he meant.

"That Chinese woman, yours! There are also the white wives of the men over there. They dare not agree just because the men are around, but as long as they starve for another day or two, they will definitely beg for mercy in the face of death."

John smiled and blinked, "You can play with these people at that time."

"Hahaha! Brother, you are looking for the wrong person. I said yachts just now. Do you think that a yachtsman like me will lack women?"

Feng Lin pulled Ye Yourong over there.

He didn't lie, he had enough wives.

Although it is very difficult for them to serve together, there is still a chance.

"What are you talking about? Looking at his wretched appearance, isn't he discussing something bad?"

Ye Yourong raised his head and asked.

"He guessed right."

Feng Lin didn't explain too much, and walked towards the crowd in the distance.

John from behind stared at Feng Lin's back with cold eyes, absolutely not allowing this person to spoil his good deeds.

He looked around, picked up a pointed stone, and walked towards Feng Lin step by step.

As long as his phone is taken and smashed, he is still the king here.

"careful!"

Yuan Yiren who was sitting in the distance suddenly called out to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin turned around with a flat expression.

Boom!

The sharp stone hit Feng Lin's head just like that.

"Stinky boy! You are so bad for me! You want to die!"

John roared angrily, and smashed Feng Lin's head again.

boom!
This time, the stones were broken in two.

Just when John sneered, he was shocked to find that Feng Lin was looking at him so calmly.

Nothing at all.

Feng Lin gently straightened his hair with his hands. When he reached the level of tempering, ordinary people can't do anything about him purely relying on his physical physique.

What's more, the current Feng Lin has reached the seventh level.

"What are you doing? Makes me... a little itchy."

Feng Lin showed a faint smile.