: 62. The script is wrong!

Wang Lin’s face showed a firm look and a bite:
I can bear what I suffer.

Lin Feng stared coldly at Sikongan. Just before he was ready to shoot, he suddenly found that after Wang Lin agreed, Sikong Nan flashed a glimpse of smugness and ecstasy.

Hmmm?
Lin Feng’s slight mistakes, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind:
This old ghost is not as systematic as I am, knowing that Wang Lin has such a strong potential, and now Wang Lin looks like a very poorly qualified waste. Chai, received Wang Lin, what is he so happy about?"
Between the electric and the Flint, Lin Feng hardly suppressed the impulse of the hands.
"This old ghost is weird!"
After so much pause, the triumph and ecstasy of Si Kongan’s eyes have disappeared, and I took a look at the place where the distant Hengyue faction gathered:
This is not a place to talk. The old man will take you to a secret place before you say it.

Said, Sikongan was covered in black mist, wrapped in Wang Lin and flew away into the distance.
Lin Feng quietly set up the black cloud flag and quietly followed: "Look at what you are doing with this old goods."
Wang Lin’s real life, the protagonist, carrying the old grandfather is almost standard, but Lin Feng always feels that the grandfather of the singer is a bit strange.
The black mist with Wang Lin flew out of the foot for hundreds of miles, which fell into a valley, Wang Lin fainted, and the black fog re-condensed in front of him into the shadow of Sikongnan.
Lin Feng followed him to the valley, but he saw that Sikong Nan raised a black smoke and covered the interior of the valley. The outsiders could not see the scene inside, nor could they hear the sound.
"These black smokes are all made by the old ghosts. If they sneak in by conventional methods, then the secrets will be discovered by the old ghosts." Lin Feng smiled slightly: "Unfortunately, it is hard to beat me."
The black cloud flag shook gently, and the black light flashed. Lin Feng entered the interior of the enchantment set by Sikong South. The black cloud flag directly broke through the void movement, and teleported from the space outside the enchantment to the space inside the enchantment. I don’t touch black smoke at all, and naturally I won’t be discovered by Sikongan.
After Lin Feng quietly sneaked in, he saw the enchantment of black smoke, and Sikong Nan was standing face to face with Wang Lin.
"There should be no one to bother us here." Sikongan said to himself, then turned to look at Wang Lin, and said with solemnity: "To practice my Tao, you still need to cooperate with your hand in this yellow spring. Beads."
Lin Feng’s eyes fell on the stone beads between Wang Lin’s palms, and Wang Lin looked down at Shi Zhu himself.
Si Kongan continued: "You have a poor root and a weak foundation. If you want to improve your strength as soon as possible, there is only one way, that is, the old man will help you to make rapid progress."
Wang Lin asked in confusion: "Is it topping?"
Sikongan nodded and said: "When you are, your heart is fully communicating with Huang Quanzhu on your hand. It is best to motivate the power of Huang Quanzhu to nourish your body. At the same time, let the old man happy and open your knowledge of the sea, the old man. Give you the top and help you improve."
"With a two-pronged approach, the two forces can unite to make you reborn."
Wang Lin’s eyes were soaked for a long time before he suddenly asked:
Predecessors, why are you helping me?

In one sentence, Sikongan and Lin Feng were all stunned. This kid, if he didn’t open his mouth, he opened his mouth and asked the idea in one sentence.
Sikong Nan stunned, and he snorted: "The old man looks at your boy's sac, Yangzi, and he will help you, and you will take it with you."
When Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, Shen Sheng said:
Thank you for the good intentions of the predecessors, but still do not bother the seniors, please send me back to the elders to meet.

Si Kongan raised his eyes: "Do you know what you are saying?"
Wang Lin squinted at her lips, and said with no humbleness: "The younger generation is awkward and clumsy, and it is low-minded. I am afraid that I can't repay the great grace of my predecessors. I am not convinced that I can accept the great virtues of my predecessors."
Sikong Nanxiao smirked: "This is because you are not allowed!"
Wang Lin’s face changed slightly, and he listened to Si Kongan and said:
I wanted to save some time. Since your kid didn’t know how to lift, the old man had to pay for something, let you see the old man’s means!

Said, Si Kongnan pinched a law with both hands, suddenly spewing black fog, covering Wang Lin regiment.
Lin Feng looked straight at the side: "This script is wrong, is the real son and his grandfather doing it?"
Covered by black fog, Wang Lin suddenly appeared in front of Venus, his mind was faint, just want to sleep.
Intuition tells Wang Lin that when he sleeps, he will never wake up again.
At this moment, Wang Linfu went to the soul, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind: "This old ghost repair is far more than the training period, and it is much higher than me. Killing me is like killing a mosquito."
"Although he appeared from Huang Quanzhu, it seems that he can't drive Huang Quanzhu? Huang Quanzhu is the only one I rely on now. If there is something that can protect me, it must be only Huangquanzhu."
Thinking of this, Wang Linqiang played the spirit, all the minds are in the hands of Huang Quanzhu.
At a critical juncture, the potential of human beings broke out and Wang Lin really communicated with Huang Quanzhu.
Originally gray and fluttering, a circle of dim light glows on the stone beads that are not at all eye-catching, and isolates the dark fog of Sikongan.
Sikongan saw that this scene was like a thunder, but there was no way to do it. He could only continue to strengthen his mana, hoping that the black fog could break the yellow light.
The old ghost wants to die at this time.
In the past, Sikongan competed with people for this Huangquanzhu. The body was destroyed. The soul could only be attached to Huangquanzhu. After decades, he not only failed to refine this treasure, but also had the tendency to be refining by Huangquanzhu. It was gradually trapped in Huang Quanzhu and could not come out.
When Wang Lin got Huang Quanzhu, there was a wound on his body, and the blood dripped on Huangquanzhu. He actually sacrificed this treasure in the blood, but Wang Linxiu was too low at the moment, and he could not control Huang Quanzhu.
Si Kongan’s idea was to win Wang Lin, not only to regain a flesh, but also to refine and refine the treasure of Huang Quanzhu.
Who knows that Wang Lin is suspicious and refuses to give him a chance, but Sikongnan can't kill Wang Lin, Wang Lin is dead, and Si Kongnan will continue to be trapped in Huang Quanzhu, so his current plan is to use the technique to conquer Wang Lin. I will offer the flesh.
It is a pity that Wang Lin's life and death has successfully driven Huang Quanzhu to resist. Sikong Nan rides a tiger and can only consume with Wang Lin to see who can't hold it first.
Lin Feng at the moment understands everything.
This is what the old grandfather, clearly is an old devil who wants to win Wang Lin!
Want to understand this, Lin Feng completely set his heart, it seems that Wang Lin, the life of the real son of the first bucket of gold, is the baby of Huang Quanzhu, not a grandfather.
This is a villain.
Not only will he not be able to grab the position of his grandfather with Lin Feng, but will become a stepping stone against his negative role.
Of course, the premise of all is that this old ghost can’t really let Wang Lin give it away.
Lin Feng sneered at Sikongan: "Old ghost, bullying my apprentice? You really don't know how to write the dead words."
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