Chapter 155: Life and death

When I heard Lin Feng’s words, many people whispered in a whisper. Not long ago, there was indeed what happened to Lin Feng. Many people present also witnessed it.
At this time, the youth in the stands and the people in the prison field all changed slightly, and the eyes flashed with cold eyes.
However, Lin Feng went to the stands and didn't mean to go to the prison. He turned to the prisoner and said: "Come on, since the prisoners have already been arranged, the play is finished soon. Well, let everyone see how powerful the people in the Snow Moon Ancestral Hall are, and it is easy to conquer the demon beast.
When this statement came out, everyone was stunned. If Lin Feng’s words were not clear enough, then the irony of this statement would be too naked.
First of all, Lin Feng said that the prisoner has been arranged, obviously means that the prison field and the other party have colluded and deliberately arranged the prison.
In addition, Lin Feng also said that Mu Fan had finished the play earlier, Yang Xueyue Shengyuan prestige, but also satirized the Xueyue Holy Court, the prestige was all based on this shameless means.
Sure enough, the people in the prison field and the people in the Snow Moon Ancestral Hall heard that Lin Feng’s words were all ugly, and they were so that they could not face them.
"Your mouth, put it a little clean, you have to know the evil." The cold and cold road of the young aristocrats in the stands, the meaning of the threat is extremely obvious.
Under the silver mask, Lin Feng looked at the young man faintly and smiled and said: "Sure enough, it is an aristocratic style. This prison field should not be related to you. Who are you who come to the prison, simply put this? It’s not better to give him the Red Flame Magic Lion."
"Right, I almost forgot, and if I gave it directly to him, his face would not be good, and it would not reflect the majesty of the Snow Moon Temple."
Lin Feng’s voice is still very light, and the clouds are light and windy. However, the more his voice is, the more ironic it means.
The crowd nodded secretly. Although Lin Feng’s words were very ironic, it is undeniable that his words should be true. It is possible to speculate on the tone of the young people who are responsible for the prison field. The identity of this youth is not the same. Ordinary, the people in the prison field did not dare to disobey him, only to point out that Mu Fan behind Lin Feng was in prison.
This is a premeditated, unfair prisoner.
In the eyes of the young nobles, there was a cold mang, but at this time, Mu Fan looked at Lin Feng and said: "Since you say this, it is better for you and me to fight first, the winner, and the prisoner."
"I want to compare with you."
Lin Feng’s eyes swept Mufan, and said faintly:
You didn’t say that you want to be a prisoner. I’ll come first than you. Naturally, I’m a prisoner first. Of course, if you want to do something in the dark, I can’t say anything. ,random."
Lin Feng’s words are absolutely unique. As long as Mu Fan goes to the prison, it is undoubtedly a proof of Lin Feng’s words, and he will certainly win, but this kind of victory will not only be able to raise the snow and majesty, but will also make the reputation of Xueyue Shengyuan humiliated. It is not what Mufan wants.
Gazing at Lin Feng, Mu Fan said with a smile: "You don't fight in battle, only know that the words are sarcasm, is it just a daring generation that can only be said."
"That is, except for a mouthful, what do you do, even the true face is not afraid to show people."
"Oh, this kind of Tibetan-headed-tailed mouse is the opponent of Mufan's brother. Mufan's brother is a genius in our Snow Moon Ancestral Hall. There is no problem with taming the demon-like Red Flame Magic Lion. To deal with him, it is to give He has a face."
The people of the Snow Moon Temple finally found a breakthrough point, one by one, sarcasm, and the effort was not weak.
Lin Feng looked at the people who spoke, and looked at them with enthusiasm. When they talked, Lin Feng slowly said: "The people in the Xueyue Temple are so powerful, it seems that I am ignorant."
"Hey, I don't know the guy who lives and lives, even the brothers of Mufan dare to provoke." The more people are smug, they have determined that Lin Feng is afraid to fight.
At this time, Lin Feng’s mouth moved again and smiled.
But I really want to see how powerful the genius of the legendary Snow Moon Temple is.

As soon as this statement came out, the people in the Snow Moon Ancestral Hall showed an ironic look and they were fighting. This guy dared to fight and find death.
The crowd also looked at Lin Feng. I saw Lin Feng’s eyelids slowly turning over and landed on Mu Fan’s body. The mouth whispered and said:
You and I entered the prison, the prisoner, the winner, the loser. ,how is it?"
Lin Feng’s voice fell, and the space suddenly became quiet. Especially the people of the Snow Moon Temple, all eyes were condensed.
In prison, the winner is born and the loser is dead.
Lin Feng, the mouse generation?
Many people have opened their mouths and stunned. Lin Feng should not fight, but he should fight, and he will ask for prisoners. It’s too mad. Isn’t he sure that he will win, and he will take the gamble.
Mu Fan, he was silent, his eyes narrowed into a gap, staring at Lin Feng, prisoner, this guy, he had to fight with him, so arrogant guy.
Seeing that the crowd did not speak, Lin Feng smiled faintly: "I am just a savage and savage savage. He is the genius of the Snow Moon Holy Court. Fighting with me is giving me face. I can easily subdue the demon. Flames and lions, just, I am a rat to the genius, the prisoner, the Snow Moon Holy Court is so majestic, the disciples are extremely powerful, as a genius, he should not refuse."
The contemptuous words with unparalleled madness, the people of the Snow Moon Temple are all gnashing their teeth and staring at Lin Feng.
Immediately, their eyes turned and fell on Mu Fan. Today, only relying on Mu Fan, the power of the Holy Monastery.
I feel that everyone's eyes are all concentrated on one's own body. An invisible pressure rises. Mu Fan only feels heavy in his heart. He is a few words of Lin Feng, and he has no way to retreat. It seems that only fighting with Lin Feng and defeating Lin Feng can prove himself and prove Xueyue.
If he does not dare to fight, he will be despised. In the future, he will not want to raise his head to be a human being. The face of Xueyue Shengyuan has also been thrown away.
Mu Fan, he has no choice.
However, the eyelids under Lin Feng’s mask were too calm and calm to make him feel terrible.
Lin Feng, dare to be so unscrupulous, to be life and death with him, is there no confidence?
Mu Fan, his strength and talent are not weak, he has always been very confident about himself, but at this time, his confidence has been shaken, Lin Feng's mystery, also brought him some pressure, for mysterious people And things, people are always more likely to give birth to fantasy.
There was a stern look in his eyes, and Mufan gritted his teeth and said, "I accept your challenge, prisoner, life and death."
"Now, go to the prison."
Mufan said indifferently, stepping toward the prison.
"and many more."
At this time, Lin Feng’s voice sounded, and Mu Fan stopped and looked back at Lin Feng:
How?

"I have already said that you are together with the prison field. Just walk into the prison, and stay inside and fight with you. I don't feel relieved." Lin Feng said a faint voice.
The person in charge of the prison field heard Lin Feng’s words coldly: "What do you mean by this, is it that I will not be able to harm you in the prison."
"I have heard that this kind of thing happened a few days ago. Since you have done it once in the prison, it is normal to do it for the second time."
Lin Feng’s words made the other person speechless. Mu Fan stared at Lin Feng and asked,
What do you want?

"I want to find a person with identity to witness, the genius of Xueyue Holy House and my life and death prisoner, how can it be a sensation, or it is too worthless to die." Lin Feng said scornfully: "Of course, this People cannot be the people of the Snow Moon Temple, nor can they be the people in the prison."
"Hey, you want me to go there and find someone to give you a testimony. It’s ridiculous, you fight in the end, or not fight." Mufan is somewhat intolerant.
But at this time, a voice came from among the crowd.
"I will give you a testimony."
In an instant, the eyes of the crowd looked toward the person who spoke, not even the front row, but a young man sitting behind the position.
This young man has a gentle gaze, a sense of elegance in his body, and a smile on his face, which gives people a sense of intimacy, but the temperament that he occasionally exudes makes people feel a little self-defeating, as if in front of him, he has to be inferior. .
The aristocratic youth saw this person, his pupils shrank for a while, and his eyes flashed a faint color.
It is him, he, actually appeared here, but no one knows!
Ps: Amount, originally wanted to add more today, but a friend called a phone call, said to go home for the New Year, get together, helpless, you know, now the head is still confused. . . I don't want to spend anymore, no face to see anyone!