Chapter 29: Keep pretending

Style: Fantasy Author: Not lost, not forgottenWords: 2244Update Time: 24/02/20 12:49:15
People walked in a hurry, entering the street shops and never leaving. The vendors walking with carts also disappeared at the intersection of the street. After a while, there were only one person and two animals left on the empty street.

"Little sister, we have known each other for a long time, and I still don't know your name!"

Somewhat nervous, Lin Feng tried his best to stay calm.

"My name is Ling Yun'er, and I am practicing with my master, Venerable Kuangyun, in Lingyun Mountain!"

With a cold sweat in his heart, Lin Feng secretly blamed himself. At first, he regarded Ling Yun'er as the mount of the roaring master.

"My name is Bi Ling'er!"

The green water beast also spoke human words, and Lin Feng was very happy.

"If I encounter an enemy now, I can't defeat him!"

A gust of wind blew up, causing the wine shop to swing wildly.

"This is the Dragon City of the Little Dragon King. It would be very interesting if someone makes trouble."

Ling Yun'er's eyes rolled around in order to prevent chaos in the world.

"After all, this is someone else's territory. Can you keep a low profile?" The green water beast was annoyed, and his tone was as worried as an old father's.

"Shut up, you guy, we are twin beasts, why do you lecture me in such a tone?"

She suddenly exploded and saw Lin Feng split himself, a strange scene.

"How about you two talk in human form? I'm really not used to it!"

"I'm not like some guy who is greedy for speed. I want to do good every day, naturally!"

The green water beast said to himself, turning back to sniff the surrounding air.

"What did you say? It's not because of you!"

The childish voice was so crazy that Lin Yuner was so angry that she pulled the hair on Bi Linger's head.

Their voices carried far away, colliding with the dull sound of footsteps.

The chains rubbed, and the shackles left deep marks on the floor tiles. A tall, unkempt man walked out from a corner.

Behind him was the illusion of blood and rain, and he slowly looked towards Lin Feng.

The contrast between the two images is too strong, and the space is stagnant for a moment.

"Human race?"

The man grinned, revealing a set of neat white teeth, and the energy he spurted turned into a white dragon and headed towards the green water beast.

There was doubt and curiosity in the man's eyes, and Lin Feng wanted to fly over and seal his mouth.

"how?"

Lin Feng looked calm and calm.

"When did this dragon city actually sneak into the human race?"

puff!

Just as this man finished speaking, a red light passed through his back and turned into a flower spirit on the ground.

"Oh, there's blood, senior brother, he didn't hit you, did he?"

Suck!

She turned her head quickly, and Lin Feng still saw her licking the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"No, he thinks I'm a human!"

Lin Feng patted the green water beast lightly and walked over.

The dead people are human beings!

"Huh? Hee hee, this old guy has been imprisoned for hundreds of years, so his eyes must be dim. Senior brother, let's continue shopping."

Killing someone would really not cause any trouble to a demon cultivator of her level.

"good!"

As soon as Lin Feng agreed, Ling Yuner froze in place.

"Hua Ling, I advise you not to go too far!"

"Too much? You are a mount, so why don't you come down and let me sit on you?"

Lin Feng couldn't even detect the fluctuation of souls between the two of them, but his heart brightened.

When the Little Dragon King was in his ancestral land, he deliberately left traces of fire spells and cursed.

Thinking that both Venerable Howling and Ling Yun'er were practicing fire-based skills, and thinking about Turandot being arrested, the mad cow spirit from the demon tribe's ancestral land personally arrested him, and Qing Lingzi didn't let him go. Lin Feng suddenly There is some speculation.

Hua Ling always targets Ling Yun'er, just to slap the Venerable Kuanghou in the face, but the Venerable Kuanghou is sent to the mountains by the Little Dragon King.

"Where can you sit in such a wide place? Why don't you have to cross with me?"

Facing Hua Ling, Ling Yun'er really had no temper.

"That's what you said, little kitten, do you have any objection?" How dare the green water beast have any objection? It stood still and let the flower spirit jump on it. The dead man on the ground had turned into a pool of blood and disappeared.

Originally thinking that the matter was over, Hua Ling sat down and said from behind: "Why does this old guy think that my senior brother is a human race? It's strange!"

I thought she would be like before, why would there be other topics after that, but Lin Feng was busy with time, and she didn't say anything else. He knew that he couldn't explain without opening his mouth.

"Probably because of this!"

A slowly twisting sword spirit appeared in his hand. After looking at it for a moment and thinking about it, he put it away without giving Hua Ling much chance to observe it.

"The master gave you the sword, but you only want the sword spirit. It's true..."

"well!"

I didn't know what to say to Lin Feng. After the green water beast assisted, he let out a long sigh. His voice was much more mature than Ling Yun'er.

"Sword Spirit? Swordsmanship is difficult to cultivate, and there are very few demon swordsmen. No wonder the old guy thinks so, hehe, senior brother, you are really powerful."

This was exposed out of necessity. Lin Feng was heartbroken and said simply: "Just swordsmanship can be accomplished in a matter of years. Humans can master it, and monsters can master it as well!"

If you practice swordsmanship to a high level, you can cut off cause and effect, and eliminate yin and yang. You can often break through all kinds of magic with one sword. You have extremely strong fighting ability. With excellent swordsmanship, it is common for you to cross-level challenges or fight against many.

Precisely because of these benefits of swordsmanship, sword cultivators are most likely to be targeted by heaven. Even if they have unparalleled fighting power and a free and unrestrained spirit, there will be many obstacles in practicing other skills.

In fact, practitioners who major in weapon killing will encounter such problems.

Moreover, because the sword energy is overbearing, it is difficult to coexist with the spiritual energy cultivated by other techniques. Generally speaking, sword practitioners who practice swordsmanship will be pure under the combined effects of internal and external factors. And because it is pure, it is easier to be extremely passionate about Tao. Once it is cultivated, it will become powerful.

"Wow, senior brother also practices swordsmanship?"

The blood spirit body is naturally restrained by thunder and fire, Taoist magic and Buddhist magic. Swordsmanship is said to be able to break through all kinds of magic with one sword and restrain many magics in the world.

Flower spirits are also pure, not afraid of Buddhism and Taoism, nor are they very afraid of thunder and fire, but they cannot provoke powerful swordsman monks.

She was surprised and scared, Lin Feng was stronger than she imagined, her eyes were full of stars, she admired him very much.

"No wonder when I first met my senior brother, he was tall and straight, with a faint aura of edge. So that's it. Wow, senior brother, you are so powerful."

She simply sat next to Lin Feng, her adoring eyes making Lin Feng distracted.

His cultivation level is low and not enough to calm his mind.

If she were a human being, perhaps Lin Feng would have an uncontrollable affection for her. He only has the mentality of a sage and occasionally shows his face.

It turns out that it penetrates into my body and can really change me invisibly!

With someone by his side, Lin Feng didn't have time to think about many things.

"It's not difficult to cultivate a sword. I practice in my dreams and kill in my dreams. When my sword is completed, I will definitely use the Taixu Sacrificial Sword of the Human Race!"

He didn't have enough confidence to say this, so he said it lightly. The more he said it, the more nymphomaniac Hualing became. Following the strong was natural in any race.

Lin Feng frowned slightly as he had to continue pretending.

"I just don't know if the treasure gifted by Senior Brother Tianchi has something to do with the human race."

Otherwise, that person would not have gone straight to them as soon as he appeared, and would have even revealed the identity of the other people.