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By Wang Zai Lao Man Tou
This poem.
Very not ordinary.
because.
This poem has three “nine”.
Nine represents unknown.
The ancient Saint Emperor needs to cut the ninety-nine Paragon to ninety-five Paragon.
This shows how terrible the number of nine is, but the number of nine hides the secret of the game but is unknown.
Lin Feng certainly doesn’t know why this number is unclear.
Unknown is the most terrible thing.
……
The poem itself is also very ominous.
Lin Feng is like seeing the Dead Sea.
No wonder the family of Third Sister will die.
Perhaps what they have mastered is something that is unknown.
Lin Feng read the poem that female said about it over and over again.
In addition to feeling that the poem is unknown.
Lin Feng did not find other special places from the poem.
perhaps.
The poem hides some secrets of the day.
However, I want to find out this secret.
Obviously not an easy task.
……
“What are you going to do next?” Lin Feng asked.
“We are going to rely on St. Spirit Race!” said female.
After hearing the words of the female, Lin Feng was shocked. They were going to the St. Spirit Race?
What is the What?
Lin Feng asked, “You are Who? St. Spirit Race is hostile to the outside world. If you are at St. Spirit Race, they may not necessarily accept you, maybe they will kill you directly!”
Female said, “No, because we are also a member of St. Spirit Race, just our branch. Now we have only three of us, and the rest are killed by the people of the Eighth Pole!”
“It seems that that thing is extremely extraordinary. Otherwise, how can people in the Eight-Pole Palace be so big?” Lin Feng couldn’t help but squint.
Female said with a smile, “Maybe, but our father did not tell us what it is. As for the thing in What, we are even less understood, maybe my father is worried that that thing will bring us unknown. So I didn’t tell us!”
The name of this female is still very reasonable. Lin Feng is more curious. I don’t know which thing is What.
“I escorted you to St. Spirit Race…”.
Lin Feng said.
“really?”. The eyes of the three brothers and sisters are not bright.
In fact, female is also thinking about how to ask Lin Feng to escort them to St. Spirit Race.
Now Lin Feng is taking the initiative to make the female very happy.
Her sister and her brother are naturally very happy too.
The Big Brother brother in front of me has a sense of security.
Lin Feng is actually very happy inside, because he is wondering how to trade with St. Spirit Race.
I wanted to sleep, and someone immediately sent a pillow.
Naturally, Lin Feng is very happy.
I escorted their three brothers and sisters to St. Spirit Race so that they can connect with St. Spirit Race.
When you get in touch with St. Spirit Race, you can talk about exchanging the holy spiritual liquid.
“You are called What?”. Lin Feng asked.
Said, “I am Mu Xinlan, my sister is Mu Xinyue, my brother is Mu Sword Peak!”
Then female asks, “Young Master, you call What?”.
“My name is Lin Feng. You can call me Lin Big Brother in the future. It is not a long time to stay here. Let’s go!”
Lin Feng said.
“Lin Big Brother, can you follow us to a valley in the depths? Many of our loved ones, as well as Guardian, are dead there! We want to collect the corpses for them…”.
Mu Xinlan said sadly.
“no problem!”
Lin Feng said.
Mu Xinlan pointed the way, Lin Feng took the three brothers and sisters to the Valley before the war, when they came here.
The bodies in the Valley have long since disappeared.
But there is a lot of blood in the Valley.
The three brothers and sisters could not help but shed tears.
They know that in the ancient forest, Ferocious Beast is everywhere.
The body is gone now.
Eighty percent have been eaten by those Ferocious Beast.
It is impossible for the deceased relatives and the loyal Guardian to collect the corpses, which makes the three brothers and sisters more and more painful.
“People need to look forward, live well, become strong, and don’t let the dead die die…”.
Lin Feng said.
Then he walked deeper.
The three brothers and sisters are following the behind of Lin Feng.
Time passes by.
A month later.
Lin Feng Four people came to the depths of the ancient forest of the Holy Spirit.
Hey.
An arrow shot.
It fell in front of Lin Feng.
Lin Feng looked in front and saw a heroic cultivator standing on the trunk of a towering old tree.
This female cultivator is tall.
The wheat-colored skin makes her look at a beauty that is different from other women.
This heroic woman has a delicate face, but her eyes are very sharp.
Plus she is wearing a chain mail.
Give people a cold feeling.
“St. Spirit Race! Don’t get close! If you dare to come close! Hugh my hand in the arrow ruthless!”
Said by female coldly.
“This little girl, enough taste…”.
Lin Feng couldn’t help but swear.
“You say What?”. Female’s ears are very good, although far from Lin Feng.
But I heard the words of Lin Feng.
Her nephew suddenly became cold.
“This kid is not a good thing at first glance, do you want to teach him?”
Said another cultivator standing on top of a big tree.
The cultivators are standing above the big trees, and these people should all be St. Spirit Race people.
“Just do you want to teach me too? Don’t sneak in the urine. You are a What’s the color of your own. You don’t even have the qualification to let Xiaoye I act!”
Lin Feng expression glanced at the cultivator of St. Spirit Race.
Lin Feng is the exposed character of Tyrant Qi. He is not the owner of the loss.
What if there is a request for St. Spirit Race?
Just dare to offend Lin Feng.
Lin Feng will not be soft.
I want to force it in front of him.
no way……
However, Lin Feng’s words can ruin the cultivator of St. Spirit Race.
“Boy, you are too crazy, I really want to teach you the means! When you are stepped on by me, I will see if you are as arrogant as you are now!”
This cultivator of St. Spirit Race wants to fight against Lin Feng.
“Mu Hai, slow!”
Suddenly, St. Spirit Race’s heroic female said.
This female is called Mu Aoshan.
In the young first generation of St. Spirit Race, it is definitely the strongest person, so the young first generation cultivator of St. Spirit Race is listening to Mu Aoshan’s words.
Mu Hai heard Mu Aoshan to stop himself.
Doubtful look at Mu Aoshan.
Mu Aoshan’s gaze passed over Lin Feng.
Looked at Mu Xinlan, Mu Xinyue, Mu Sword Peak, three brothers and sisters.
Then I couldn’t help but frown.
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