Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1623 You cow!
Wei Shenghong looked at Feng Lin in shock.

"It can't be said that you were injured. Judging from your pulse, you are now in the healing period, but because your body is aging, your ability to repair is very small."

Feng Lin explained from the side.

"I don't believe it unless you tell me what's wrong with me."

Wei Shenghong stared at Feng Lin.

"The meridians on the left side of your chest are very weak. Forced use of energy will cause severe pain."

Feng Lin let go of his wrist, and put his palm on Wei Shenghong's left chest.

He pressed his fingers down a few times, and said slowly, "You also have a problem with your left lung. You should cough frequently, and even cough up blood."

Wei Shenghong's eyes widened, "Feng Lin! You are awesome! At first I thought Lao Lan was bragging, but now it seems that he is still conservative."

"So, it's all true. It seems that sublimation is not as magical as I imagined."

Feng Lin let go of Wei Shenghong and said with a smile.

"It can only be said that even sublimation cannot escape aging."

Wei Shenghong raised his withered hand to the sky, "Tell me, my hand has recovered after sublimation, why is it not the hand of my youth?"

"This kind of unfathomable thing can only be attributed to genes."

Feng Lin smiled and shook his head.

He had asked about Feng Chen a long time ago.

Young people with delicate skin, after injury, the newly grown skin is also delicate.

But for middle-aged people with rough skin, the newly grown skin will become rough like other places.

When Feng Lin asked Feng Chen, according to common sense, the newly born skin should be in a youthful state.

Feng Chen also looked confused, and only said that this is the law of nature.

"Let's not talk about those things that can't be touched. I have the symptoms you just mentioned. Can you cure them?"

Wei Shenghong asked with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I have been coughing up blood from time to time recently, and I thought the end was coming."

"Not only you, but everyone else thinks so, that's why Wei Shengfu can confuse Hu Yong and let him kill me."

Feng Lin put it in his trouser pocket and said from the side.

"Hehe, Hu Yong is indeed easy to be used."

Wei Shenghong smiled and shook his head, "But I know that his original intention is still for the people here, and he has a deep affection for this land."

"It seems that senior knows everything, you really don't worry, you are not afraid that Hu Yong will really kill me?"

Feng Lin frowned slightly.

"If you want to blame, blame Lan He. He said it himself, even if you are at the fifth level, even if you are facing two captains of the Yin-Yang Crusade, you can escape."

Wei Shenghong raised his head and laughed a few times, "Hu Yong must be at that level."

"Old Lan is really relieved of me."

Feng Lin smiled wryly, "Senior's injury, if it is on an ordinary person, I can take care of it, but I don't know if it will work for you."

"Go ahead, I'm almost ready for my funeral, what am I afraid of?"

Wei Shenghong waved his hand.

"I have a friend who is still waiting for me outside, you have someone call him."

Feng Lin suddenly paused, "By the way, he is currently the Yin-Yang Crusader."

"Are you kidding me? You actually got mixed up with the Yin-Yang Crusaders?"

Wei Shenghong was a little surprised, "You are from Huaxia."

"Don't worry, he is also of Chinese mixed race. We grew up together, and I know him very well."

Feng Lin smiled and explained, "Senior, if you don't believe me, you can ask old man Lan, he also knows this person."

"Forget it, I don't care, just to remind you, don't be fooled."

Wei Shenghong shouted to the distance: "The manager!"

In the palace in the distance, there was a sudden energy fluctuation.

After a few breaths, a blue figure appeared in front of the two of them.

The person was wearing a black tunic suit, with long white hair and a white goatee.

He also looked like an old man.

But compared with Wei Shenghong, he is younger.

"Old man, what's the matter?"

The man asked with his hands behind his back.

"Feng Lin, let me introduce you, this is my sixth son, named Weiwei, the monarch of Weisheng Kingdom."

Wei Shenghong said with a smile.

"Microorganisms? Poof...cough cough! Sorry."

Feng Lin almost spit out.

But noticing the other person's eyes, he immediately held back.

The name is too random.

"Do you know? When he was born, you hadn't invented the microscope yet, so the word microbe didn't exist naturally."

Wei Shenghong said with a smile, "Everyone agreed after hearing my name, but I didn't expect it to change now."

Feng Lin shook his head lightly. This kind of thing happened in Huaxia.

For example, many people have the word Xiang in their names, which has beautiful meanings of spreading their wings and flying high, and being free.

But who would have thought that this word would be labeled because of the network incident.

"Hello, senior! I'm in the next Fenglin."

Feng Lin bowed his head very respectfully.

"Thank you for saving my children." The microbe said expressionlessly.

"Hands up."

Feng Lin was a little embarrassed.

It is said that preconceived ideas come first, just based on that smile just now, the other party must not have a good impression of him.

"Lao Liu, go and call Feng Lin's friend."

Wei Shenghong smiled, "This kid is not simple, he can tell my condition, it seems that I am not old, but injured."

"what?"

Microbe's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at Feng Lin and asked, "How do you know about my father's injury? Did Mr. Lan tell you?"

"It has nothing to do with Lao Lan. I didn't tell him anything about me."

Wei Shenghong waved his hands, "Go."

"it is good!"

The microbe turned around quickly, and he had been very busy all this time.

In fact, everyone knew that Weishenghong, who had ascended to the realm of sublimation, was dead, and Weisheng Kingdom was doomed to sunset.

If the old man was only injured, let Feng Lin heal him.

Then the time will not be so rushed.

Whether it is him or Hu Yong, there is a possibility of impact and sublimation.

Seeing his disappearance, Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Senior, where are your other sons?"

"Some died in battle, some died of old age, they didn't live as long as me."

Wei Shenghong sighed deeply.

"It's convenient to ask, how many wives does this senior's son have?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"I don't know much about this. The strength of the other side is the most important thing. If you don't say anything else, just you, a fifth-level Dacheng, can go to some mountain villages to find wives, and you can get a bunch of them back if you go around."

Wei Shenghong lay on the recliner again, "People here are very realistic, they have no ability, and they all want to rely on their children to turn over."

"Actually, it's the same on my side."

Feng Lin shook his head, how many true loves were ruined by the bride price.

"How many wives do you have?"

Wei Shenghong suddenly asked with a smile.

"Oh! I don't know, maybe a dozen or so."

Feng Lin smiled and touched his nose.

"As long as these people are not forced to marry by you, it's not too many."

Wei Shenghong nodded secretly.

Feng Lin rolled his eyes and forced them, obviously they were the ones who forced him.

Thinking of this kind of thing gives me a headache. In the future, this group of crazy women will really get together, and I don't know what will become of my wonderful retirement life.

"Old man, someone brought it."

At this time, the microbe came over with Sikong Jin.

Feng Lin intends to let Sikong approach him, use the different planes here to run errands for himself.

(End of this chapter)