Metaphysics tycoons rebuild the underworld in the interstellar

Chapter 20 The hero's golden finger
Lingchu turned his head to stare at Lingfei, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What did you say just now? What happened to Ye Feng's sudden outburst?"

Hearing this, Lingfei saw that she seemed to know nothing, so she couldn't help complaining.

"What else can it be? Look at the wounds on my body. They were all caused by Ye Feng! I thought that the waste material was not my opponent. I wanted to show him some color so that he would dare to plot against me next time." But he exploded suddenly, his eyes were so red that he seemed to be a different person, his strength was infinite, and he beat me like this!"

Lingfei pointed to the wounds on his face and body, and the more he talked, the more angry he became, angry and puzzled: "I don't know what I ate, so I can fight... It feels stronger than me, a B-level fighter..."

Hearing this, Lingchu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his heart sank.

Ye Feng, what's the situation?
Wasn't the golden finger snatched by her?

Could it be that because Ye Feng is the hero of the original book, after the golden finger was robbed, Tiandao arranged another golden finger for him to awaken his talent?
Can't be so pitiful...

The corner of Lingchu's mouth couldn't help twitching, is this the extraordinary talent of the hero?
"You, what kind of expression is this..." Lingfei saw that Lingchu hadn't spoken for a long time, his expression was very strange, and he was gnashing his teeth a little bit, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but take two steps back
I'm afraid that Lingchu will attack him again.

Hearing the words, Lingchu took a deep breath, suppressed the speculation in his heart, and said, "It's okay, let's go."

After finishing speaking, she continued to walk forward like a normal person.

Now it was the turn of Lingfei Zhanger's monk to be puzzled.

He couldn't help scratching his head, always feeling that Lingchu must be holding back some bad water.

But he didn't dare to say anything, he could only rush to Central Park with Lingchu anxiously.

Speed ​​racing is one of the most popular activities among the young men and women of the barren star.

Even if it happened today, Lingfei's speeding accident did not affect other people's enthusiasm for racing in the slightest.

When Lingchu and Lingfei arrived at the Central Park, the Central Park was still full of people and voices.

At a glance, they are all young people, and none of them are over 25 years old.

Lingchu heard the whistling sound above his head, and when he looked up, he saw all kinds of strange-shaped cars flying in mid-air.

The bottom of the motorcycle can be vaguely seen, but there are no tires and hubs. The bottom of the speeding car here is flat, as if it was cut off with a single knife. The bottom is not known what material it is, or it has been added. In the middle, it is still shining continuously.

On the body, a protective cover was added, like a miniature version of a car.

The whole is strange and harmonious.

When Lingchu and Lingfei came over, they didn't see Zhang Huo and the others, so they probably left.

Lingchu took a quick glance. There were indeed quite a few tombstones on the grounds of Central Park. They were not vertical, but laid flat on the ground, almost level with the ground. If you didn't look carefully, you might think they were floor tiles.

The people around are even more unscrupulous, no one cares at all, this is a cemetery.

Many people's feet are really not afraid of death when they step on other people's graves.

Not only that……

Lingchu was still in Central Park, feeling a strong yin.

This yin energy is very messy, it doesn't look like it is from one or two ghosts, but it seems that countless ghosts are mixed together.

At the first moment of Lingchu, I couldn't tell the difference.

But at a glance, there was no ghost at the scene.

Lingchu couldn't help but frowned.

Her sense was right, but she didn't see a ghost present...

That's weird.

Lingchu glanced at the people present, and put her mind on the business first, she turned to Lingfei and asked, "Which grave did you fall in front of?"

(End of this chapter)