"What principle?"

Song Qiangwei asked strangely.

"You probably have no hope. See you again when we are destined."

Feng Lin waved to Song Qiangwei and left.

He followed this road and came to a park in Bicheng.

Sitting leisurely on the bench, looking at the old man and old lady moving in the distance.

Feng Lin was also thinking about it in his heart, as if he was adapting the technique.

Use the fallen soul to the other two techniques.

…

noon.

Feng Lin's cell phone rang. He looked at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hello." Feng Lin answered the phone.

"Is it Mr. Feng Lin? I am from the Secret Legion. After investigation, I have determined the address of the other party."

The voice of the person opposite came over.

"Okay, send me the address and I'll go there now."

Feng Lin stood up from the bench.

After hanging up the phone, the other party sent the exact address and coordinates.

Feng Lin went immediately.

…

Mountain peak outside Bicheng.

A man was holding a mobile phone and looking at the two people in front of him with a fearful expression.

"I have told him everything as you said, can you let me go now?"

Opposite this man were two middle-aged men.

All have silver hair and red eyes.

One of them, a slightly younger, middle-aged man with a long face, said calmly: "You descendants of Yanhuang are really like insects. In order to survive, you will not hesitate to betray your companions."

"I still have a wife and children at home, they can't live without me!"

The man clenched his cell phone and smashed his head to the ground.

"So you let people die and leave their wives and children widowed."

The long-faced middle-aged man smiled with interest, "How sad!"

brush!

The long-faced middle-aged man flicked his finger, and a string of red light penetrated the man's heart.

Blood immediately fell to the ground.

"You...you are not trustworthy! Bastard!"

The man roared angrily and fell down involuntarily.

"The word credit will only work if both parties have equal strength."

The long-faced middle-aged man looked at him indifferently, "I believe you, you won't make promises with insects, right?"

"Second brother, why bother talking to such a despicable thing!"

Another older man next to him blasted the man into pieces with one palm.

He turned around and said calmly: "Go back and prepare. If you kill this Feng Lin, the soldier master will definitely reward us."

"good."

The long-faced man turned his head and said with a sigh, "Our ancestor Chi You actually lost to the ancestor of this kind of insect. It's outrageous."

…

Feng Lin appeared on the hilltop in the suburbs.

He carefully sensed his surroundings, but there was no scent of anyone else.

"Has the other party already left?"

Feng Lin murmured and looked for the precise coordinates sent to him by the other party.

This was the top of a mountain. He looked around and found a cave going down.

There were a lot of footprints around, and it was obvious that people came and went frequently.

Feng Lin took a deep breath and jumped down.

After about ten meters deep, the surroundings suddenly became clear.

Feng Lin looked down and his eyes widened in shock.

Grandma’s!

There is actually a large oil pan underneath.

The oil inside was like boiling water, rolling crazily.

boom!

Feng Lin used his energy and aimed at the oil pan below, shattering the cauldron with one blow.

The hot oil was scattered around and thick smoke was rising.

In a moment, the flame under the oil pan ignited all the oil.

Flames shot into the sky.

Feng Lin let the Ashes Holy Gu surround his entire body. He tapped the ground lightly and jumped out of the sea of ​​fire.

Falling in the open space in the distance.

Looking back at the flames, Feng Lin couldn't help but shake his head, "It's a game of house."

"This is not a game of house."

The long-faced man from before walked over with a proud expression, "Flame is the key to activating the formation."

Feng Lin turned around and found that the exit at a high place in the distance had disappeared.

"So you are so young."

The long-faced man said calmly, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Wen Jie, the person who will send you on your way."

Feng Lin stared at the man in front of him, who was one level stronger than him.

The middle stage of tempering.

This alone won't kill you.

"I thought your Jiuli tribe had either the surname Chi or Li. I didn't expect you had other surnames?"

Feng Lin smiled and shrugged.

"The ancestor Chiyou was named Li Tan. Chi and Li are royal surnames, but the ancestor had eighty-one sworn brothers."

Wen Jie took off the armor he was wearing one by one, "There is no need to wear this to deal with bugs like you."

"Interesting, I heard that you and Dragon Palace have a cooperative relationship?"

Feng Lin felt that this person was a bit real, so he wanted to talk more.

"Cooperation? You think too highly of them. The Master is just taking advantage of them."

Wen Jie had already thrown all his armor aside, leaving him naked except for his pants.

He leaned down slightly and said, "Let's fight."

Whoosh!

The ground beneath Wen Jie's feet collapsed instantly, and his body looked like an approaching whirlwind.

Feng Lin immediately clenched his fists and confronted the opponent head-on.

Boom!

After the blow, Feng Lin's body was shaken violently, but he endured it and stood still.

This person can be used as a sparring partner.

However, he was not sure how many masters there were in the depths.

While fighting Wen Jie, he retreated deeper.

Feeling his surroundings, he found that there were a lot of smells in the distance.
To be continued...