The Supreme Emperor of the City

Chapter 575 A Clown-Like Character
Gui Lao and Long Lao didn't answer Lin Xing at all.

Even when Lin Xing was sitting next to Fu Xin, and Fu Xin's tone became slightly strange, the two of them turned their heads aside.

Even their mental strength was temporarily restricted by the two of them.

I was afraid to see Fu Xin showing different emotions. When the two of them saw it, this woman would cause trouble for the two of them after Lin Xing left.

Looking at the guy who turned his head, Lin Xing felt a little helpless.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, and said dumbfoundedly: "There is no need to do this, Fu Xin is not the same person as you imagined."

"Then you say, what should I look like?"

Fu Xin looked at Lin Xing playfully.

Lin Xing smiled softly, stretched out his hand to scratch Fu Xin's nose, and said slowly: "What I look like in your heart, you should look like you are in my heart, but it should be more perfect."

"Damn."

Fu Xin rolled his eyes at Lin Xing, snapped his fingers, and then Elder Long and Elder Gui disappeared into the hut.

After teleporting the two of them away, Fu Xin explained to Lin Xing: "I think they are too nervous, so I think it's better to explain carefully later."

"Don't worry about them, they just care about me."

Lin Xing gently nodded to Fu Xin, but his heart was full of helplessness.

Fu Xin, if the impression in their hearts is a little bit better.

As long as it is a little bit better, just a little bit, I have a way to reverse Fu Xin's image.

But now, it's useless! !

"Don't worry, I know myself."

Fu Xin smiled lightly and said indifferently.

If they didn't care about Lin Xing, I wouldn't have dragged them here to make tea and explain something to them.

It can even be said that they doubted themselves, but they were a little happy deep down in their hearts.

Because, Lin Xing met a group of good friends.

Even if this group of little friends questioned me, I was sincerely happy for Lin Xing.

"I'm sorry for you."

Lin Xing looked at Fu Xin with a hint of guilt in his eyes.

For myself, there will be no way to solve Fu Xin's current problem at all.

If I can completely reverse Fu Xin's image, then Fu Xin won't be subject to so many doubts.

In particular, it was his friends who questioned Fu Xin, which made it difficult for Lin Xing.

These doubts, even Fu Xin, would feel very uncomfortable thinking about it.

"You really underestimate me."

Fu Xin smiled very confidently, all the way so far, how many doubts he has endured, Fu Xin doesn't remember at all.

At first, she was very angry when she heard those doubting voices.

However, when those doubting voices were heard more, I gradually became numb.

Then, from numbness to relief, and finally from relief, it was like watching a play...

When Lin Xing opened his mouth and was about to say something, Fu Xin shook his head and said to Lin Xing: "Okay, you should go back, otherwise I will send them back. You haven't returned for a long time, and you don't know how much they want?" What are you thinking?"

Lin Xing understood the meaning of Fu Xin's words in an instant.

He couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand and tapped Fu Xin's eyebrows, and said jokingly: "We are Taoist couples, what are we going to do, isn't it very normal?"

After the words fell, Lin Xing stood up quickly without waiting for Fu Xin to say anything, his body became illusory at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He waved his hand to Fu Xin and said, "Okay, I won't bother you, I hope that when we meet next time, what you have to do has already got the result, and I have also found a way to solve your impression in the mind of the cultivator." Method."

When the last word fell, Lin Xing completely disappeared from Fu Xin's sight like a flower in a mirror.

Fu Xin's expression was slightly blurred.

After a while, she came back to her senses.

His fingers tapped twice on the low table in front of him, and Fu Xin slowly closed his eyes.

After a while, behind Fu Xin, a phantom appeared.

The phantom is surrounded by black mist.

In her hand, she held a very strange long sword.

The long sword seems to be smashed together piece by piece, but the lines of those cracks are intertwined, as if a complete avenue is sealed in the long sword.

"You, think it through."

Xu Ying just stood quietly behind Fu Xin.

At the same time, a very strange voice sounded slowly in the whole hut.

The phantom behind Fu Xin slowly raised his hand.

Immediately, the long sword in Xuying's hand burst into countless black rays of light.

Under the black light, in a corner of the hut, a half-black and half-white figure appeared.

Fu Xin turned his head and looked at the figure without any surprise on his face.

She casually glanced twice outside the hut, and said to the figure, "I should be the one who said that."

"Are you so confident that you can beat me?"

The voice of the figure in the corner of the hut became slightly lower.

He really didn't want to fight with Fu Xin unless it happened.

After all, I have suffered too much from her.

Fu Xin tilted his head slightly to look at the figure, and said with a half-smile: "Yo, I have been hiding in the Celestial Clan's territory for countless years, and I have grown up, and I feel stronger than me."

The figure didn't speak, his eyes seemed to be filled with two stars, giving people an incomparably gorgeous feeling.

At the same time, it also gave people an unimaginable oppression.

"Get out, I don't have time to talk to you right now." Being watched by the figure, Fu Xin said these words lightly.

And the phantom behind her, the long sword in her hand, the black light has gradually restrained.

But an incomparably terrifying aura quietly began to recover from the long sword.

The figure in the corner looked at the long sword in Xuying's hand with fear in his eyes.

He took a deep look at Fu Xin, and disappeared into the hut almost in the blink of an eye.

But his voice kept ringing in the hut and in Fu Xin's mind: "You should be able to feel my sincerity. If you are willing to agree to my request, then call me with your mind."

"A clown-like character."

The phantom behind Fu Xin slowly dissipated.

At the corner of her mouth, there was a strong sneer.

That guy, after staying in the Celestial Clan's territory for so many years, he didn't learn anything else, but he learned all the bad habits of the guys in the Celestial Clan.

It's just that the guy seems to have forgotten one thing.

Celestials, sounds very sacred, very noble.

However, those guys from the Celestial Race are all extremely evil and terrifying existences! !

(End of this chapter)