Chapter 714: Go Out and Meet a Nobleman

"No, it's none of my business." Wang Jin turned pale and shook her head hastily.

Lin Feng smiled: "Did I say anything about you?"

Wang Jin blushed immediately, and Wang Qihe, who was at the helm, still frowned deeply. He looked at his eldest son, Wang Jin, and then at Lin Feng: "Sword Demon, what's going on?"

"Yeah, brother Lin, I'm confused, how does this have something to do with elder brother?" Wang Laozhanger was puzzled.

"It has nothing to do with me, I only found out about it later!" Wang Jin said anxiously.

Lin Feng didn't look at Wang Jin, his eyes fell on Luo Yunling: "I actually accepted Brother Wang Mao's invitation to join the Thunderbolt Palace that day." Hearing this, Wang Qihe, the helmsman, widened his eyes and his cheeks twitched slightly. Did he hear correctly, the runner-up in the battle of the shining stars, the sword demon Lin Feng who is now ranked first on the shining stars list...

Originally, he wanted to join his Thunderbolt Palace?

Ignoring Wang Qihe's complicated expression, Lin Feng looked at Luo Yunling with sharp eyes: "But I was secretly tripped up, I was surrounded by Ao Lin and the Dongning Army, and I escaped from death by luck. .”

"Guardian Luo!?" Wang Qihe's eyes were bigger than a copper bell.

Lin Feng said: "Firstly, she can get a lot of benefits from Ao Lin, and secondly, she can share her master's worries, which is a good way to kill two birds with one stone."

In fact, I have already arrived at the Thunderbolt Hall, how can the news of the Lord of Dongling reach the Thunderbolt Hall faster than my own footsteps, Wang Mao, Luo Yunling and Shen Qian have been watching him all the time, and what they are watching is the news Everyone responds when it arrives.

To my relief, Wang Mao and Shen Qian really had a clear conscience.

But Luo Yunling...

After discussing with Wang Jin, on the one hand, he tested Wang Jin's tone, but on the other hand, he made secret arrangements, preparing to escape quietly.

The face is like a peach blossom, and the heart is like a snake.

"Say!" Wang Qihe, the helmsman, growled at Wang Jin. Don't get angry.

Originally he was a talented person in the Thunderbolt Palace, but now he has failed, and he has been in charge of the Thunderbolt Palace for a long time. Wang Qihe was no fool, even though Lin Feng only spoke a few words. But Wang Qihe probably already understood eight points.

Plop!

Wang Jin fell to her knees, sweating profusely.

Rarely has he seen his father so furious,

For a moment, his head was like a paste, and he was in a daze.

Lin Feng treated it calmly.

A tiger's venom does not eat its children, and as a young man at the helm, Wang Jin will not be punished too severely, but it is indeed none of his business, the culprit is Luo Yunling. Wang Jin wanted to take the position of young master, so she had to compete with her younger brother Wang. However, his aptitude and talent are not as good as Wang Lao, so he has been walking on eggshells.

Luo Yunling was secretly on Wang Jin's side, and he would not let Wang Row sit in a powerful position, and then there was such a thing.

Wang Jin was also unlucky, being implicated by his subordinates for no reason.

"Power is just a fleeting moment, why should the two brothers care about so much?" Lin Feng sighed softly, Wang Jin, who was kneeling on the ground, blushed, Wang Liao finally understood, and sighed: "Brother, you are overthinking, why would I talk to you?" I am determined to cultivate, and sooner or later I will enter the world of nirvana, and my father knows it."

Wang Jin lowered her head. His lips were almost bitten, and he was ashamed.

"Alas~" the helm king Qi He let out a long sigh, and instantly seemed to be decades old.

Looking at Lin Feng, Wang Qi congratulated and said: "Sword Demon, this matter is because I have no way to teach my son, it has nothing to do with Thunderbolt Palace, I..."

"It's too serious to be at the helm." Lin Feng interrupted with a wave of his hand, "There is a grievance and a debtor. I will not blame others. What's more, Brother Wang and I are friends after all. It's just...she can't be forgiven." Lin Feng looked at Luo Yunling. His eyes were cold and bright.

Peng!

Domineering, the world of swords appears instantly.

"The heart of the sword!" "The world of the sword!?" Wang Qihe and Wang Mao all took a deep breath and looked at him with envy, but suddenly a dragon-shaped force resounded piercingly, using his hand as a knife, Lin Feng cut it cleanly and directly. Kill, the blood splatters four feet.

With a blank expression on his face, Lin Feng turned and left.

In the empty hall, the domineering aura of the sword still remained, and Wang Jin, who was kneeling on the ground, looked pale. Wang Liao looked at Lin Feng's back with reverence in his eyes: "Sword Demon, this is the strength of the Sword Demon, it is really strong... "

"Alas~" Wang Qihe wanted to cry but had no tears.

"No. 1 in the Shining Star Ranking, runner-up in the Battle of the Shining Stars, one person slaughtered the Nirvana God Sect..."

"If he is from my Thunderbolt Palace, how wonderful it would be."

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Changyang Mountain City.

Dongningzhou is a very ordinary mountain city. No one knows that the famous Sword Demon Lin Feng came out of this small mountain city.

Zuishan Tower.

The most famous restaurant in Changyang Mountain City is still crowded with people.

A figure in a cloak slowly entered the restaurant, smelling the tangy fragrance in the restaurant, as if returning to the time when he first entered Niemo Star, Lin Feng closed his eyes and drew a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, the memory in his heart is like wine brewing, and it will not last for a long time scattered.

"Hello, guest, are you alone?" asked the man.

"Private room on the third floor." Lin Feng said.

The guy was taken aback.

A Nemo coin appeared out of nowhere in Lin Feng's hand, and the clerk's eyes widened immediately. Lin Feng flicked up the 10,000 Nemo coin: "The best private room, all the good wine and food will be delivered, and the rest will be yours."

Swish!

The guy's forehead was congested, red to the base of his neck.

Trembling to catch the Nemo coin, he staggered and almost fell. Looking at the number 10,000 above, the buddy's chest rose and fell sharply. He grows so big, let alone ten thousand denominations of Nemo coins, even one thousand denominations has never been seen, let alone...

Reward!

How much should this be rewarded! ?

"Not leading the way yet?" Lin Feng looked at the buddy.

"Yes, my lord, this way, please." The man couldn't finish his excited words, he felt the heat on his head, his body was bowed at forty-five degrees, he bowed and bowed to lead the way, the corners of his grinning mouth couldn't be closed, his eyes were shining.

The best private room, good wine and good food add up to less than half of the face value, and the rest...is all his?

Thinking of this, the buddy's heart jumped out of his throat, he was going out to meet a nobleman.

Lin Feng went upstairs calmly.

The smallest denomination of Nemo coins on his body is 10,000. Besides... For him now, there is actually no difference between 10,000 and 100 million. Walking up to the private seat on the second floor, he glanced down casually, and the corner of Lin Feng's mouth curled up unconsciously.

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"Step aside!"

"Get out of the way!"

Dong Taifu, who was bloated and dressed in loose clothes, rushed into the Zuishan Tower with an anxious expression on his face.

"Master Dong!" the man said repeatedly.

"Where is the man?" Dong Taifu stared wide-eyed, grabbed the buddy, and said anxiously.

"Three, the private room on the third floor!" The guy almost suffocated.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dong Taifu didn't even have time to wipe off his sweat, three steps turned into two, and hurried upstairs.

When he came to the door of the private room, Dong Taifu took a deep breath, calmed down, straightened his clothes and appearance, and knocked on the door lightly. There was a voice of promise from inside, Dong Taifu showed a smile on his face, gently pushed the door, and stepped in with small steps: "My lord..."

As soon as he said two words, Dong Taifu's smile froze when he saw the young man in the private room.

…(to be continued.)