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Chapter 254
In the courtyard, Lin Feng had a strange expression listening to the words of the guide.

What this young man meant was to tell Emperor Lin Feng that his cultivation was nothing in their clan, so that they should not think too highly of themselves, and they had better keep their tails up...

Luo Fanchen was even a little funny, and said in a deep and cold voice: "Yes, there are always some sparrows who are clearly like ants, but still feel that they have already flown above the nine heavens!"

lol...

Feng Meier couldn't help but chuckled, which was quite interesting.

Luo Fanchen and Lin Feng are both emperors, and the young man in front of him is also a great emperor. Luo Fanchen's words are like a slap in the face of the young man leading the way.

A stern look suddenly appeared on the face of the young man leading the way, and he gave Lin Feng and the three of them a hard look, and even greedily scratched Feng Meier's charming body, this naked gaze made her tighten her eyes and let out a cold snort.

Passing through Nuo Da's courtyard, Lin Feng and the three were quickly brought into a large hall.

The smell is tangy, and the smell of wine and meat comes from the hall of the [-]-meter hall. When you step into the door, you will see a square table more than ten meters long. cloth.

On the brocade cloth lay a thick stack of amethyst cards...

"Three little friends, please sit down."

On the other side of the long table was a man with a black ghost face. Hearing the hoarse voice, it should be an old man with many vicissitudes.

Lin Feng frowned slightly, because there were four or five people on both sides of the old man. These four or five people all had the imprint of the Dark Clan on their brows, and their strength was not low. I am afraid that all of them were high-level members of the Dark Clan.

It's just that they are now standing on both sides, but they are like followers. It is really embarrassing that the four hegemony families in northern Xinjiang have been reduced to this point.

The three of Lin Feng randomly sat on the three nearest tables, without any desire for the food and drink in front of them.

The ghost-faced old man let out a series of laughter under the mask, but the laughter was really unpleasant, like the piercing sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard.

Amidst the laughter, the old man waved his right hand, and chapters of amethyst cards on the table fell in front of Lin Feng and the others.

"I need your help with something, this old man is a gift, please don't refuse." Through the mask, the old man's eyes were full of unquestionable brilliance, making people dare not look directly at them.

At this moment, Luo Fanchen and Lin Feng fell silent.

They chose to ignore the spar card in front of them, but the old man and the so-called ghosts made them have to be cautious.

The old man in front of him alone might not be in the realm of ordinary gods and spirits. Such a strong man might be able to kill both of them with a wave of his hands, and they could guess a thing or two about what the old man was thinking.

Its purpose must be Fatty Huang...

They want Fatty Huang to become a war spirit willingly. The relationship between these hermit families and the war spirit carrier is very delicate. Even if they become war spirits under coercion, they will be in trouble, so they can only follow the temptation.

If the effect is achieved by coercion, God knows whether Fatty Huang will turn against him after becoming a battle spirit?
At that time, the gain outweighs the loss, and they are unwilling to go this far until the last moment.

The three of Lin Feng quickly came into the sight of the Shadow Clan after they joined the Dark Clan, and the relationship between Lin Feng and Fatty Huang was inquired by the old man immediately.

He wanted Lin Feng to help him convince Fatty Huang that he would willingly become a war spirit.

On the other hand, it took a lot of time for the Moying Clan to mobilize so many teachers and people to see that Fatty Huang's aptitude must be against the sky, and with the status of the Moying Clan, I am afraid that the accomplished war spirit will also reach the point of defying the sky.

Lin Feng's face was a little ugly. Although the old man's words were simple and polite, they were full of threats.

Now there are only two roads before Lin Feng, but neither of them is a good road...

Whether you agree or refuse, you have to bear great consequences at this moment.

It's nothing more than driving ducks to the shelves.

Lin Feng finally stood up, and said in a deep voice, "The thank you gift is too heavy, I will not accept it!"

Lin Feng's whole body was filled with breath, and the amethyst card fell directly from the table to the ground, and several people didn't even look at it.

snort!
As Lin Feng's voice fell, the old man suddenly let out a cold shout, and a berserk aura gushed out from his body, and Lin Feng and the three of them immediately felt as if their hearts had been firmly grasped, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The faces of Lin Feng and the three of them changed suddenly, and their figures suddenly retreated. Lin Feng's right hand landed directly on the sword of the Holy King behind him.

But at this moment, the door behind him was kicked away, and Fatty Huang rushed in angrily, kicking Nuo Da's long table to pieces.

At the same time, he yelled violently: "Isn't it just a war spirit? Labor and management agreed! If you dare to touch my brother, I will not make it easier for you to become a war spirit!"

The old man's forceful aura disappeared without a trace the moment Fatty Huang entered, as if he was afraid of hurting Fatty Huang in the slightest.

It's just that the eyes under the old man's mask stared fiercely at Lin Feng twice, but since Fatty Huang himself agreed, the situation is at least better than when he was completely threatening and intimidating.

"Crazy, hurry up and go..."

Fatty Huang's eyes were full of guilt. These days, he was like a drowning man. He didn't even know why he thought that Lin Feng could save him. Perhaps outside of Chixue City, Lin Feng had stood up for him more than once.

Lin Feng looked at Fatty Huang looking at each other, blinked quickly a few times, and then left quickly with Luo Fanchen and Feng Meier.

I will handle it!
Fatty Huang was stunned, and then his heart skipped a beat. He naturally understood the meaning of his eyes after staying with Lin Feng for a long time.

After Lin Feng and the others left, the young man in the hall sneered and left after him.

Fatty Huang didn't want to stay for a moment and left directly. Among the few remaining people, a middle-aged man from the ghost clan walked up to the ghost-faced old man and said respectfully: "Do you want to stop Xiu'er? If these people die now If the carrier of the war spirit knows about it, it will be difficult to handle, and that woman seems to have a good physique, if she becomes a war spirit, she should have a lot of strength..."

"You have to act fast, and you have to be clean and tidy. The war spirits of my Phantom Clan are enough. Now that I have obtained the body of the Nine-Life Demon God, I am lucky. This woman's bloodline is against my clan!"

The old man's meaning was very obvious. He seemed to have the intention of killing Lin Feng and others. Instead of stopping them, he even ordered a few words.

The middle-aged man nodded, and with a slight swing of his right hand, three or four black shadows ran out of the shadows.

As soon as Lin Feng and the others left the Dark Clan, there were seven great emperors hiding in the dark, following closely behind them...

Sending out seven great emperors to deal with the three of them really meant crushing them, for the sake of cleanliness.

It's just that they didn't know that after Lin Feng left the Dark Clan, there was a vague sneer on the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)