Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin lay on the grass, squinting his eyes, watching the sky gradually darken.

Fang Ying ran out of the villa and called Feng Lin to eat.

Feng Lin glanced at Ying Yunsong in the distance and said, "Come and have dinner too."

Ying Yunsong hesitated for a moment, but still followed Feng Lin.

It was already dark at this time. Ying Yunsong came into the villa and looked up at the light high up, making the place as bright as day.

She had noticed the light in the building a moment ago, but she hadn't expected it to be so bright.

"What kind of formation is that light above my head?"

Ying Yunsong discovered that there were too many things on this island that he didn't know.

"That's not a formation, that's a light, it uses electricity."

Feng Lin pointed at the large windmill outside the building and said, "That's the thing that provides electricity here."

"Oh I got it."

Ying Yunsong looked confused and had no idea what Feng Lin was talking about, but she didn't want to ask any more questions, so as not to make them think that she was worldly-wise.

Just then, Sikong Jin also came down from the second floor.

Ying Yunsong raised his head and took a look, secretly shocked.

This person is so beautiful and her strength is unfathomable.

Their Shadow Clan possesses special perception abilities, but even so, he could not sense the other party's specific strength.

What is certain is that the other party's realm is definitely higher than mine.

Several people sat at the table. Feng Lin handed Ying Yunsong a pair of chopsticks and said, "Eat. You're welcome."

"Master Feng Lin, who is this?"

Fang Ying looked at Ying Yunsong curiously.

"Oh, this is the master of the Shadow Clan, Ying Yunsong, he is my friend."

Feng Lin explained with a smile, "She has nothing to do recently, so she came to visit us."

"Lord Feng Lin's friends must be very strong." Fang Ying said with a smile.

"No, no, I'm still a long way from being as good as your Lord Feng Lin."

While Ying Yunsong was talking, he started eating.

Si Kong Jin, who was eating nearby, suddenly touched his fingers and a bottle of Coke appeared on the table.

Feng Lin thought this was not good and tried to stop him, but Sikong Jin had already opened his mouth and was about to tilt his head back to pour it into his mouth.

"Old Four! Don't drink this kind of junk food when you eat."

Feng Lin said immediately.

"Ok."

Sikong Jin screwed the lid back on and put the Coke aside.

Ying Yunsong, who was sitting here, was stunned. He first glanced at Feng Lin, then stared at the Coke on the table. This thing was exactly the same as what he drank before.

Even the sound when opening the lid was the same, as if there was air inside that just rushed out.

Ying Yunsong narrowed his eyes slightly. The person just now was obviously planning to drink.

She pointed at Si Kongjin and asked, "What is this thing of yours?"

Feng Lin smiled awkwardly: "This thing is..."

"Shut up, I didn't ask you!"

Ying Yunsong interrupted Feng Lin and continued to stare at Si Kong Jin and asked.

Sikong Jin ignored her and continued eating.

"Were you planning to drink this thing just now?" Ying Yunsong continued to ask.

"Yes."

Sikong Jin nodded lightly. After all, Feng Lin had just said that this person was a friend.

If he keeps ignoring him, Feng Lin will lose face.

"Feng Lin!"

Ying Yunsong picked up the Coke and pointed the bottle at Feng Lin, "This thing isn't poison at all, right?"

"Ahem! This is junk food."

Feng Lin coughed lightly a few times. If he had known, he would not have given his Coke to Sikong Jin.

"It's not poison, is it?"

Ying Yunsong snorted coldly, "Feng Lin, you are really something. You lied to me so badly that I was scared and couldn't eat or sleep well these days." "Isn't this for you? What? Do you really want me to poison you?"

Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"That's not the case. Anyway, you lied to me and made me very upset."

Ying Yunsong put the Coke next to Sikong Jin again and said coldly.

No wonder she thought that this cola was sweet. She didn't expect it was not poison at all.

"I'm done eating."

Sikong Jin put down his chopsticks, picked up the bottle of Coke, opened it, and took a few gulps.

When Ying Yunsong saw the other party drink it, he became more certain that this was not poison.

"Now that you know you are not poisoned, will you still help me with the five things you promised me?"

Feng Lin smiled and asked, "I lied to you at the beginning because I was not sure about your character."

"Five things are definitely gone. Who told you to lie to me? I can only promise you four things now."

Ying Yunsong said lightly.

"Okay, that's good. I really didn't make a mistake."

Feng Lin smiled and nodded.

……

Now that she knew she was fine, Ying Yunsong was completely relieved and she didn't plan to stay here any longer.

"It's so late, why don't you rest here for a night? I have enough rooms here."

Feng Lin smiled and tried to persuade him to stay.

"No need. My current goal is to find the elemental remains as soon as possible and continue to improve my strength."

Ying Yunsong said to Feng Lin.

"Improve your own strength? You don't need to exchange the elemental remains for your clan's skills?" Feng Lin couldn't help but ask.

"No need to change it. The technique is important, but your own strength is more important. If it is a Heavenly Dao-level technique, it is another matter, but the technique you have is not one of them."

Ying Yunsong shook his head.

Feng Lin smiled and said, "Then you can only work hard for me from now on. If you perform well enough, I will give you the skills."

"You said so. I'm leaving."

Ying Yunsong waved at Feng Lin.

Even though Feng Lin lied to her, he was a really nice person and he didn't use real poison, which was already giving her face.

"Wait, I have another question. Do you know where the flowers of the sacred tree are?"

Feng Lin suddenly remembered what he had promised Feng Qi.

"Don't you have one here?"

Ying Yunsong said, pointing at the island.

"I want to know about the flowers in other places besides here," Feng Lin asked.

"I do know two, but those who occupy them are all top masters. Are you sure you want to go there?"

Ying Yunsong asked.

"Tell me first who occupies the flowers of the sacred tree." Feng Lin asked.

What he knew now was the ancient battlefield that was previously robbed by the Yin-Yang Crusaders, and where he met the Painted Skin Tribe.

"I'll just give you the map. Anyway, I won't easily provoke these two places. I'll wait until the fruit of the sacred tree grows before snatching it."

Ying Yunsong took out a piece of brown paper with a map of the alien land on it, and the location and occupying race were specially marked.

"Descendants of Gonggong, the Light Clan?"

Feng Lin looked at these two forces and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The descendants of Gonggong definitely can’t do this. After all, they are still fellow villagers, and they also gave them elemental debris in the past.

If you try to steal other people's flowers, you would be a very inhuman person.

The Light Clan is not doing well either. Feng Lin's code of conduct has always been "I will not offend others unless they offend me".

The other party had never attacked him, so he felt embarrassed to snatch the fruit from others.

"Besides these two, do you know any other places?" Feng Lin asked with a smile.

"There's one more, and you won't dare to go."

Ying Yunsong said calmly. (End of this chapter)