Lucky Star of Space on Farmlands

"Tsk, are you leaving so soon?"

Lin Changhong watched Zui Yifeng leave with his people and let out a light tut.

This really comes in a hurry and leaves in a hurry.

But, what did they get in this place? The corpses everywhere were all the subordinates Zui Yifeng brought.

On their side, although some guards were seriously injured, at least there were no real casualties.

"Dad, Zimo, you guys are here, I'm going to see the injured guards." He said this and walked towards the guards.

"Zimo, go see Sang Sang."

Lin Baizhong glanced at Sui Zimo, and the two of them walked in the direction of Lin Caisang at the same time.

…

In the room, Lin Caisang was rarely ordered to lie on the bed by Sui Zimo. Instead, she was sitting on a chair accompanied by Liu Yuyang, holding her colored pencil in her hand and drawing something.

The door was pushed open and the two people walked in. Lin Caisang did not raise his head to look at them.

"How's it going?"

Liu Yuyang looked at them and asked.

"I'm calling back for the time being." Lin Baizhong said with a serious look on his face.

However, this is only temporary. For the corpse-suppressing talisman, Zui Yifeng will not give up so easily and will definitely come again.

"You were beaten back so easily? It seems that that person's cultivation level is not very good, right?" Liu Yuyang came to his side and asked in a low voice.

"Maybe it's not great, but for us, it's good enough. At least Zimo alone can't defeat him." Lin Baizhong glanced at his son-in-law and said.

"Dad, that's what you said."

Finally, Lin Caisang put down the colored pencil in his hand and looked up at his father with a smile.

"How many years has Zimo been cultivating? How many years has it been since Zui Yifeng just came to Qianhuan Continent? How can he and Zimo be compared?"

If her husband had cultivated for a few more years, Zui Yifeng would have been beaten to the ground. How could there be so many things going on.

Hearing this, Lin Baizhong also sighed lightly.

"That's why Zimo suffered so much," he said.

He knew that Sui Zimo had suffered a lot due to the poison he had suffered in those years. Wasn't it all because of his talent in cultivation?

"If he had no talent, how could he have suffered like that?"

"If Zimo didn't have such a high talent, would you be willing to let him be your son-in-law?" Lin Caisang asked him with a smile.

"Of course it won't work. My Sangsang is my treasure. The one who can be worthy of you must be one of the best among men." Lin Baizhong said immediately.

These words caused several people in the room to laugh at the same time.

Yes, everything has its pros and cons, and there is no way around it. Why are there so many evil-minded people in this world?

"Zimo, this is Zui Yifeng's portrait. I drew it." Lin Caisang took the portrait at hand and handed it to Sui Zimo.

"It's very similar."

Sui Zimo took the portrait in his hands and nodded.

"With this portrait, we can know whether Zui Yifeng is the Zui Yifeng from the Zui family." Lin Baizhong also walked over and spoke to the two of them.

"We will let Baiqing take the portrait back to Ziyan Kingdom." He said.

"Wait a while, I will draw another portrait in case of emergency." Lin Caisang said.

One portrait is too unsafe, so why not draw an extra one and keep it as a backup, in case it gets damaged on the road?