Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

"Trust me, if you marry Feng Lin, he will never treat you badly."

Ye Yourong also fell off Feng Lin's body at this moment.

"Don't listen to her nonsense. I have a wife. I don't need you to marry me. From now on, I just need to practice hard and do things for me."

Feng Lin looked at Xiangjing Shuangshuang calmly.

At this moment, Ye Yourong had returned to her original posture. She looked at Feng Lin and said, "You may not know about strange beasts. The people over there all have the most primitive posture. The strong have many companions."

Jing Shuangshuang nodded lightly, and said truthfully, "That's true."

"You see, people don't care."

Ye Yourong grabbed Jing Shuangshuang's hand, "I've heard of your race, the rare wind-fighting race, belongs to the top ranks, it's really overkill to be a servant over there."

"Worthy of being a descendant of the Divine Tool Clan, he is indeed well-informed."

Jing Shuangshuang put her hands on her knees and sighed softly, "Even on our side, there are not many people who know my race."

"So there is no way out following them. Only by following us can you restore the glory of your ancestors."

Ye Yourong patted Xia Jing Shuangshuang on the shoulder, "Let me introduce you again, my name is Ye Yourong, and he is Feng Lin."

"My name is Jing Shuangshuang, please give me your advice in the future."

Jing Shuangshuang took a deep breath, she had already joined them anyway, so fortunately she didn't think too much about it.

She has nowhere to go now, and the Feng Lin in front of her can beat the dragon power of the Golden Dragon Clan.

Strength is no small matter, following him is indeed the current way out.

"Okay, let's change places and talk while walking. I know very little about you strange beasts."

Feng Lin signaled Ye Yourong to re-possess him.

This Jing Shuangshuang is also strong, and she is still in a big power, so she must know a lot of news.

……

Feng Lin and the others kept heading east, inquiring about the strange beast.

From Jing Shuangshuang's side, he did have a lot of information that he didn't know before.

For example, the old school of alien beasts has many races and does not accept these managers.

There is nothing they can do about it.

The situation at that time was that the old faction and the new faction were fighting, and there was no possibility of neutrality.

If you want to be neutral, you can only be destroyed.

The old school and the new school are not stupid. How could it be possible for certain races to watch them fight while enjoying the benefits of the fisherman themselves.

So many of these old school races were forced to join.

At that time, because there were still these enemies of the new faction, who were fighting all the time, there was no time to think so much.

But now it has changed.

The divided world merged, and there were so many races and regions out of thin air.

They no longer need to take orders from a few bosses of the old guard.

The upper echelons of the old school also knew that this kind of thing would happen.

It was deliberately ordered that the race that passed through the Destruction Storm would not be allowed to leave the Western Continent.

To stay here and stand by.

The purpose is to see which races choose to obey orders and which do not.

Those who do not obey, there is no need to be polite to them in the future.

Listening to Jing Shuangshuang's explanation, Feng Lin understood a little bit in his heart, no wonder there were so many strange beasts raging in other places.

"Here, something to eat."

Feng Lin took out a pack of dried fish from the space ring and handed it to Jing Shuangshuang.

Jing Shuangshuang took a bite and her eyes suddenly lit up, "It's delicious!"

"Follow me, you can eat well first."

Feng Lin also opened a bag, and asked while eating, "You old school, who is the strongest person here?"

"We have an ancestor of the dragon clan. Although he hasn't come out of the mountain for a long time, his strength has already reached perfection."

Jing Shuangshuang looked at Feng Lin and explained, "It's not the Jinjiaolong clan, but the real dragon clan."

"Who is better between him and Huang Zhenzhi from the Phoenix Clan?" Feng Lin asked.

"It must be the ancestor of the dragon clan. Huang Zhenzhi is one of the three ancestors of the old school, and the ancestor of the dragon clan is above them."

Jing Shuangshuang answered without thinking.

"Good fellow, Phoenix City is already in the wall-breaking realm, and there is someone above him."

Feng Lin was shocked.

"If nothing else, it should be at the level of Suiyu."

Ye Yourong's voice came over.

Feng Lin's eyes were serious. No wonder the Yin-Yang Crusaders didn't choose to fight head-on. It turned out that there was such a thing on the side of the alien beast.

"By the way, what races are there that did not obey the orders from above?"

Feng Lin continued to ask.

"There are too many of them. The typical ones are the fire wolves. I hate them very much."

Jing Shuangshuang explained, "The fire wolf tribe's sublimation realm is very strong, and there are many masters. Their sublimation ancestors have never wanted to be inferior to others."

Feng Lin nodded secretly, indeed, he has seen quite a few of this race in the Central Continent, and some of them have gone to his side.

"Many other races also run away, even the Golden Dragon and Phoenix races."

Jing Shuangshuang paused and said, "They don't want to be ordered by others. There are too many of them. Everyone is one."

Feng Lin heard the words and agreed, the fact is so.

Just like the people on their side, too.

Every place has good and bad, and bad people will never lie to you just because you are in the same province and country as him.

……

Within the Sun family.

In a formation, several people sat here chatting.

On the side of the Sun Clan, the leader is Burning Wood.

Beside Fenmu are Fenhaijiao and Yuanjiu.

As for the other side, an old man with red hair was sitting. His hair had lost its luster and his face was full of wrinkles.

But his physique is very strong, and the blood vessels on his arms are clearly visible.

This person is the ancestor of the Fire Wolf Clan, Wolf Tu.

"Langtu, I don't agree to the proposal you mentioned."

Fenmu said calmly, "You want too many things, and I don't think you Fire Wolf Clan are worthy of it."

Wolf Tu was not angry either, he said with a smile: "Our Fire Wolf Clan has a lot of fighters, even far more than your Sun Clan, and we all use fire, so can't we make more gains?"

"Hahaha! What are you thinking? What's the use of having a large number of people? Most of our Sun Clan are at the ninth level of perfection."

Fenmu raised his head and laughed a few times, "As for you saying that you use fire, you laughed your ass off. Most of the enemies of the Sun Clan also use fire."

"Then what are you going to do to agree to my request?"

Wolf Tu asked lightly.

"It's actually very simple, help me kill someone, and reach the seventh level."

Burning Wood said with a smile.

The defeat of the Immortal Palace this time was a disgrace in his opinion. The majestic wallbreaker was actually blocked by a few trash.

In his dreams now, he wants Feng Lin to disappear.

"Dacheng seventh level? What are you kidding?"

Langtu thought he was joking, "It's just a seventh-level Dacheng, you can destroy it easily, and you still need me?"

"He is not an ordinary seventh-level Dacheng. His name is Feng Lin. This is his photo. As long as you can kill him, I will promise you."

Pyrene threw out a photo.

Lang Tu reached out to catch it, and looked at Feng Lin above, "So young, what race? Yin-Yang Crusaders?"

"No, descendants of Yanhuang?"

Fen Mu smiled and said, "Didn't you say that you have many masters? You go to the other side to persecute those ordinary people. I think Feng Lin will volunteer to fight you." (End of this chapter)