Chapter 114 Dawn

Aside from Lin Feng, a shameless guy, was acting cute and hateful again. Suddenly, a burst of exclamation came from the outermost ring, followed by a tsunami-like noise, as if something happened there.

Lin Feng stopped the lonely and invincible treasure play of the master in the West and squeezed there curiously.

However, on the No. 6 ring, a man looked at his opponent stupidly. His face was red and at a loss. He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. At this time, he was stammering and didn't know what he was explaining.

Lin Feng became more and more curious and turned his eyes to his opponent. He was also a little stunned, and began to observe silence for this brother in his heart.

I saw a long-haired woman standing there quietly with a long sword. On the ring, her long hair is graceful, heroic, holding a long sword in her hand, and her sword is shining. This should have been a beautiful scene of a heroic daughter who doesn't give her eyebrows. Who can praise this woman without giving a thumbs up? However, when she took a closer look, she found that her long hair was just a hair. The girl was also full of anger, pointed forward with a long sword, and looked at her opponent Lin Qingming furiously.

"What's going on?" Lin Feng saw this scene, and the fire of gossip burned brightly.

"Hey, don't you know?" The man looked at every move on the No. 6 ring with an excited face. He was even more excited to hear that someone didn't know it. He said jealously, "Originally, these two long swords flew around and you and I fought in the same way. Later, somehow, Lin Qingming's normal chest bump made Lin Chen's swordsmanship chaotic, and his face turned red and fierce. Lin Chen threw down his sword in anger and rushed to Lin Qingming, trying to hit Lin Qingming's face with the palm of the Buddha. Lin Qingming somehow left his long sword in a panic and jumped on it, and the two began a fierce hand-to-hand fight.

Licking his lips, the man's heart became more and more excited and gossip: "Later, Lin Qingming patted Lin Chen's chest with eighteen palms of the dragon. Lin Chen dodged away with Ling Bo and took a series of scissors. Lin Qingming flashed by with a leaf and brushed Lin Chen's brain with a ecstasy palm. Then Lin Chen's hat fell off, and his long hair rose one after another. Yang dispersed.

"You don't know that Lin Qingming was stunned and enjoyed when his long hair brushed Lin Qingming's face." The man's face was intoxicated, as if he was Lin Qingming at that time: "Long hair gently brushed his heart, as if three thousand silk moistened things silently, quietly invaded his petty. Soft green silk, tangling green silk, annoying love silk. Then they separated and confronted each other. This is exactly what you brushed her green silk, and her love brushed your face and wrapped around your heart.

"Oh!" Lin Feng was also speechless: "I don't expect that there are women dressed as men in the Lin clan. Hey hey, I want this girl to keep a distance from men all the time. There will be unexpected results after such close contact."

"That's right." The man seemed to have found a bosom friend. He looked at Lin Feng with his eyes and said, "Heroes have slightly the same opinion. I was just wondering if these two people would be enemies in their previous lives, otherwise why didn't they take a step earlier or later, but they met each other at this time? Why hasn't Lin Chen's identity been revealed in so many battles ahead? As the saying goes, ape dung, when the ape comes, the dung can't be stopped! What does that sentence say? If you meet the right person at the right time in the right place, aren't these two people the right person? It's just that the enemy is happy, and I'm afraid there will be some hardships in the future!"

"..." Lin Feng looked at the other party speechlessly and looked up and down for a long time before saying, "You are so experienced, don't you usually do a lot of matchmaking?! Are you Lin Xiaohong, the legendary Lin media man and Yue Lao?!"

"I dare not, it's right below. In the future, you can come to me if you have a favorite girl's house. Lin Xiaohong suddenly smiled, looked at Lin Feng carefully, and looked carefully for a long time. He asked uncertainly, "Daddy, Lin Fengkeng?"

"Good eyesight!" Lin Feng gave a thumbs up, but the smile in his eyes was so dangerous.

"Ah..." Lin Xiaohong let out a shocking scream and then disappeared in an instant.

"You're the one who cheated my father!" Lin Feng looked angrily at Lin Xiaohong's distant figure and scolded angrily: "Your whole family is cheating! How can a man with extraordinary demeanor have such a nickname as a cheating master?!"

After scolding Lin Xiaohong's long-deserved figure, Lin Feng looked at the ring again. Looking at the shocking black fingerprint on Lin Chen's chest, Lin Feng couldn't help muttering to himself, "Sure enough, it's a beast!"

Thinking sadly that he was not even as good as a beast, Lin Feng sighed and looked at the No. 6 ring, with a malicious smile on the corners of his mouth: "Look at your end this time. Oh, who will win or lose?

The malicious and playful smiles at the corners of the audience knew that these people had the same bad ideas as Lin Feng.

The referee of the No. 6 ring looked at Lin Qingming and then Lin Chen. The two little ancestors did not realize it. One still stared at each other fiercely and wanted to kill him with his eyes, and the other kept explaining something and was about to cry.

After a period of incense, the referee was finally furious. He looked at the two people on the stage fiercely: "Have you two decided who will win and who will lose?"

"Do you want to take care of it? Shut up!"

"Do you want to take care of it? Shut up!"

The two scolded in one voice, and then returned to a situation of staring at an explanation.

"Wang..." A burst of laughter broke out under the stage, and Lin Feng couldn't help laughing: "It's really worthy of being a happy enemy. What does that sentence say? My heart is a little sharp, tut, this look and tone are exactly the same!"

Shocked by the laughter under the ring, Lin Chen felt that his chest was very uncomfortable. He looked down at the large black mark. His little mouth was about to cry, but he bit his lips and did not let tears come out, but his eyes were red like a little rabbit.

Lin Qingming looked at Lin Chenya as soon as he bit his foot and was about to jump off the ring, waved his hand in a hurry, and then finally jumped down and ran away before she jumped off the ring at an unprecedented speed.

Standing under the ring, Lin Qingming smiled at Lin Chen, and then stood quietly and looked at her.

Lin Chen did not appreciate it. A moment after Lin Qingming jumped off, he also gritted his teeth and jumped down.

"These two stubborn children." Lin Feng shook his head gently, but felt that his heart was soft and comfortable. He felt that he began to believe in love again. Then he changed his face in an instant and looked at the No. 6 referee in the ring with a bad smile and expectation: "but I don't know how you should judge who will win or who will lose?"

The referee was also extremely angry and looked at Lin Qingming and Lin Chen, who began to look at each other again. According to the previous performance, it should be Lin Qingmingsheng, but Lin Qingming jumped off the ring first. What should this, damn it do?

Looking at the referee running off the ring with a sad face, everyone laughed again.

People are like this. As long as things don't happen to themselves, no matter how much suffering others suffer, they can find their own jokes from it and then laugh crazily. When they suffer, they will feel extremely hate and disgust when they see other people's smiles, but forget that these laughing people are what they used to be.

Lin Feng suddenly felt depressed and returned home after hearing that the top six list and the six-to-four match were held two days later.

As usual, after going to the small valley to finish today's task, Lin Feng began to slowly refine his consciousness.

Two days later, the six-in-four competition will definitely not work on today's tricks alone. He must temper his divine consciousness to the extent that he can accept the strength of the four-grade sword spirit in these two days. Refining [Jianyuan Dan] as soon as possible. Even if the strength does not recover after two days, at least it must be able to accommodate the medicinal power of [Flame Guiyuan Dan] and have the strength of the sword spirit of the four-grade swordsman.

Well, is it a way to find some divine attack? Lin Feng touched his chin. The scene of Lin Xijun's dead demon's attack on his consciousness and his attack on Han's consciousness last time was still vivid and seemed to be of great use.

But the sinister, cunning and shameless smile and the damn demon scene soon appeared in his head. Lin Feng quickly shook his head and tried not to provoke the evil abacus without looking for illusions and abuse.

Thinking of doing it, Lin Feng practiced quietly cross-legged.

It is already late autumn, and the dead leaves have already covered the ground. The wind blew these poor people who only need a few months of life to fly in the wind, carrying out the last carnival of their lives, and then threw them underground fiercely, leaving them to rot and becoming nothing, and no longer paying attention to them.

rose one after another, and soon, Lin Feng was buried by a large pile of yellow leaves and was no longer invisible.

Time passed, the moon climbed up, the moon climbed down again, the sun climbed up, crossed the tree's waist, climbed up the treetops, and then sank into the western sky and disappeared, and the moon slowly climbed up.

We watched the moon climb together, but unfortunately, there is only the moon, not us at this time.

For a long time, the pile of short, tall, high and low withered leaves finally made a movement. After a sound, a tired guy stood up excitedly.

"Well... the sun has come out?" Lin Feng scratched his head: "So, I sit for most of the day and one night?"

Then he threw away this irrelevant question and threw a [flame return elixir] into his mouth. When the medicine turned into Jianyuan and shuttled back and forth in the meridians for several weeks, his right hand stretched out, with a dazzling golden sword.

Feeling the surging sword on his right hand, Lin Feng's eyes quietly threw into the sky.

There, the first ray of dawn appeared in the dark world.