Meng Changsheng rolled his eyes.

"You must like it. You have taught me since I was a child that I can suffer myself, but I cannot suffer my children."

Feng Lin suddenly laughed obscenely, "Whoever marries her, let alone the children, the husband will not be hungry."

"Damn it! You brat, where did you learn this?"

Meng Changsheng laughed and cursed.

Then, he took a deep puff of his pipe and said, "Who didn't have someone they liked when they were young? But most people don't dare to express it."

Feng Lin nodded secretly.

That's the kind of person he is.

Ever since the first meeting with Liu Nian, I had feelings for him.

But he didn't know what to say and never broke the layer of paper.

Just when he was about to point it out, what happened next happened.

At this time, Feng Lin's cell phone vibrated.

He picked it up and looked at it. It was Lu Buran who had replied.

It is the translation of that letter.

Feng Lin glanced at it.

The general meaning is that the person who gets the ring is asked to find the descendants of this predecessor.

This senior has already guessed that his descendants must be living a bad life now.

Let Feng Lin help.

As long as it makes them happy, they will definitely tell the secret about the ring.

If he has already died, then this ring will be enough for him for a month.

At the bottom is the address of the descendants.

Yinyue Zong, a member of the Song clan.

"Second Master, have you ever heard of the Silver Moon Sect?" Feng Lin put away his phone.

"I know, one of the ten major sects is very low-key and is located in the Central Plains."

Meng Changsheng picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "What's wrong?"

"I need to go there."

This ring provides Feng Lin with an instant formation for sneak attacks.

It can still hold so many things.

It's such a pity that it's gone like this.

"Be careful, there are at least Dacheng level 4 masters in the ten major sects."

Meng Changsheng glanced at Feng Lin, "If that doesn't work, let Sen Luo follow."

"Don't worry, time waits for no one, I'll go now."

Feng Lin stood up and said.

"Where to go? I'll go with you."

Xu Ruoying walked over from a distance.

"That's fine."

Feng Lin nodded. When he returned to the Central Plains this time, he happened to go back to the village to have a look.

…

Fengjia Village.

Feng Lin drove Wuling Hongguang and parked in front of Feng Juedi's house.

It’s not that he is low-key, it’s that the sports car’s footprint is too low and it really can’t drive into the village.

"Huh? Why two breaths?"
Chapter completed!