My Fabulous Star Wife

The first thousand six hundred and fifty-two chapters, the **** of death saw Lin Feng and ran

"Brother Lin knows the dead god?" Cang Wuya looked at Lin Feng's reaction in surprise.

"I don't know, I just heard of this person's name. I've been admired for a long time." Lin Feng smiled and said: "Well, if it's convenient, I want to make friends with him, know people who know the underworld, good future work."

"This is no problem, but Brother Lin is calm." Cang Wuya smiled and patted Lin Feng on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I am the most calm person." Lin Feng looked at Cang Wuya and said: "Brother Cang, you are a guest from afar, you can meet someone first and let the elderly stay with us."

"Brother Lin, if that's the case, I'm missing." Cang Wuya apologized, and immediately Cang Wuya turned and walked out of the hall.

"You sit down first, I'll make a few cups of tea and prepare some side dishes." Cang Songzi smiled and looked at Lin Feng, Zhen Shenzi and Ming Chaoshui.

"Old, trouble." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Cang Songzi also turned and left after hearing this.

"Boy, you don't have to deal with strong men in the underworld if you want to hire someone to kill." At this time, the **** of the town suddenly looked at Lin Feng and said: "These guys are gloomy all day, and I feel disgusted when they see it."

"I was assassinated at the border of the Beimo Temple. This is the person." Lin Feng said with cold eyes: "That is an incarnation that he condensed, and finally blew himself up. This is his body."

"Is the death **** assassinating you?"

As soon as these words came out, Ming Chaoshui and Zhen Shenzi changed their colors. It turned out that it was the person who assassinated Lin Feng.

It's not that enemies don't get together.

"Boy, do you want to settle the accounts here? This is Nantianfu." Zhen Shenzi reminded: "It's not good to do things here."

"Of course I won't do anything here, I just stare at him, and I will directly suppress him when he leaves Nantianfu." Lin Feng sneered and said: "When you go out, you two can just watch around."

"Boss Lin, you don't need to hide your identity in this matter. The Temple of the Underworld is first, there is no need to hide it. Among the heavens, the Temple of the North Desert is never afraid of things." Ming Chaoshui said with a smile.

This guy found it awkward to call Lin Fengfeng, so he could call the boss directly.

"Yes, Lin Feng, you don't need to hide it, suppress it directly, and teach the Temple of Underworld a lesson. In fact, you are here this time to maintain the glory of the temple." The **** child of the town also nodded.

"I'm not afraid of things." Lin Feng shook his head and smiled: "I just don't want to offend the Temple of the Underworld for the time being. I have a wife who works hard in the underworld."

This is also one of Lin Feng's scruples.

More importantly, Lin Feng wanted to suppress this dead god, and he would inevitably reveal some secrets at that time.

It's not that they don't believe in Zhenzi and Ming Chaoshui, but the less people know about something, the better.

"In that case, you can handle this by yourself." The town **** child nodded slightly after hearing the words: "Be careful, these people are very cunning."

"As long as it is not an incarnation, I can teach him a lesson he will never forget." Lin Feng looked out of the hall with his hands on his back and said: "They are here."

Zhen Shenzi and Ming Chaoshui looked towards the courtyard of the Nantian Palace, and several gloomy figures walked over.

The headed person was a slender man with disheveled head, muddy eyes, holding an iron sword, and an eerie and terrifying aura on his body. This man was a strong young man in the Underworld Temple.

Death!

The strong man who united the **** of the sun to assassinate Lin Feng, but that was an incarnation that he had refined using the secret method of the Underworld Temple.

Cang Wuya blushed and talked to the dead **** with a smile, but the dead **** looked unsmiling.

Suddenly the footsteps of the dead **** stopped abruptly, like a beast that suddenly found a crisis, raised his head and looked coldly at Lin Feng standing in the hall.

Lin Feng carried his hands on his back, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, looking at the dead **** condescendingly, like a prey.

"Who is this?" The Death God turned his head and looked at Cang Wuya.

"Haha, I forgot to say, this is the Lord Lin of the Fire God Temple of the North Desert Temple. The blasting spear I just mentioned came from the hand of the Lord Lin." Cang Wuya laughed and explained "": "Dian Lord Lin, this is it. Death!"

"Haha, I have long admired the name of the dead god, who is famous in the world, and today I see it well-deserved." Lin Feng laughed and walked down the steps to greet him.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Lord Lin of the Fire God Temple, disrespectful and disrespectful." There was a smile on the dead god's originally unsmiling face, and a trace of sweat ran on his cold gloomy cheek.

"I wiped it, scared!"

Ming Chaoshui and Zhen Shenzi looked at each other and scolded one after another. They could hardly imagine that Lin Feng could scare the powerhouse of the Underworld Temple like this.

From this, one can imagine how powerful and terrifying Lin Feng was when he was assassinated that day.

"It's a bit hot, go, go to the hall for a cup of tea, I used Jiuyou Hanbing to soak some tea." Cang Wuya watched this scene and hurriedly said, "The sun in the gods is too poisonous."

"Yes, it's a bit hot today." Death God said with a dry smile.

"Brother Dead God, please come inside. I have a good meal with you at noon, and I will go to the Great God Island after drinking." Cang Wuya laughed. This fellow is also an old treacherous and cunning man. Of course, he can see the mystery of this matter.

"The island owner is very busy, so let's just follow what we said. I suddenly remembered some important things to deal with, so I won't bother." Death God suddenly said.

"Brother Dead God, you are a distinguished guest. What are you talking about, but since Brother Dead God insists on leaving, I won't entertain." Cang Wuya said with a look of regret on his face.

"Hold on to your sister!"

Death God cursed in his heart upon hearing this.

"Well, you have to entertain the Lord Lin and say goodbye." The dead **** turned and left, and his subordinates followed him and left.

The death gods disappeared out of thin air like lightning, and no trace of breath remained.

"It's running too fast." Cang Wuya's powerful soul spread out, sweeping across the sky and there was no death god's breath.

"Brother Cang, it happened that we also encountered some things, we must leave and say goodbye!" Lin Feng stepped out into the courtyard.

"I'm really sorry, I waited for Brother Lin slowly, and please don't take offense to Brother Lin." Cang Wuya smiled politely.

"Brother Cang, I am very satisfied today. We will drink a few more glasses next time. Don't worry about the gunshot incident." Lin Feng laughed and took the **** son of Zhen Zi and Ming Chaoshui out and disappeared.

At this time, Cang Songzi walked out with the teapot and some small dishes. After all, it was not ordinary people served today, but big and famous people.

"Wuya, where are all the people going?" Cang Songzi looked at the hall and Nantian Mansion. There was no trace of Lin Feng, Ming Chaoshui, and Zhen Shenzi.