My Fabulous Star Wife

"Lin Feng!"

"He is Lin Feng?"

"Lin Feng who defeated the candidate of Nine Og Tianzun candidate Langgufeng?"

"It is rumored that Shentu Wujiang Tianzun is going to accept this guy as a disciple, this guy refused!"

Following Lin Feng's self-reporting of his family, many people suddenly looked at Lin Feng's figure in surprise. They had heard of some of Lin Feng's names.

"Are you Lin Feng?"

Nan Wushang looked at Lin Feng with dignity and shocked. Obviously he had also heard of Lin Feng's name, but it was not because of Lin Feng's fight with Lang Gufeng.

"The humble job is Lin Feng."

The light on Lin Feng's body changed as he spoke, revealing his true face.

"Oh, good, good!"

Nan Wushang looked at Lin Feng with a stern face and said, "Lin Feng, you have done a good job on Tianzhou. You are a good man. What have you traded with? With whom?"

"My lord, I'll deal with a wounded man in a humble position."

Lin Feng looked at Nan Wushang respectfully after hearing the words: "He is seriously injured. The specific transaction content is in the Taoist contract, please check it out."

While speaking, he directly and respectfully took out the Taoist contract!

"Come on!"

Nan Wushang looked majestic.

"Yes!"

A guard came to Lin Feng respectfully, took the Taoist contract from Lin Feng's hand, and then presented it in front of Nan Wushang.

Nan Wushang looked at this contract with a gloomy and terrifying face, he slowly raised his head, his eyes staring at Lin Feng's figure with cold murderous intent.

This scene changed everyone's color.

These people are how Lao Jianghu can't see the story inside. Obviously Lin Feng is the one who traded with the fugitive Nangong Torch, and he sold the healing sacred medicine extremely astonishing, otherwise he wouldn't let this prehistoric mud plough temple. The king is so angry!

"Lin Feng, you know the crime!"

Nan Wushang looked at Lin Feng's figure with cold eyes.

"Subordinates don't know!"

Lin Feng looked at Nan Wushang respectfully and said: "The subordinates don't know who the name signed above is, but this transaction is evidenced by blood."

"Crack!"

Nan Wushang said with a gloomy face: "The person you are dealing with is the fugitive from the heavens, Nangong Torch. You actually sold him such a valuable healing medicine. Very good, very good, Lin Feng, this time I must take you back to the heaven for interrogation. , Come, take it for me!"

"Yes!"

Immediately, dozens of guards from the prehistoric mud plough hall flocked to Lin Feng.

"The subordinate does not know!"

Lin Feng hurriedly said, "I was deceived by Nangong Torch!"

"Oh, as a mansion, you should know the laws of heaven, and even if you are deceived, you have to take responsibility." Nan Wushang coldly snorted and looked at Lin Feng and said: "This time you must enter the heaven prison!"

"But. The subordinate's true body is not here!"

Lin Feng heard this and looked at Nan Wushang and said, "This is my incarnation."

Nan Wushang looked at Lin Feng with a gloomy face upon hearing this, and said, "Where is your true body? Quickly turn yourself in!"

"Master Qi, his subordinates have entered the mud plow despair."

Lin Feng looked at Nan Wushang respectfully and said: "When my true body emerges from the mud plow's desperate situation, I will come forward, and please forgive me."

"Fuck!"

"In the mud plow despair!"

"My day, have you entered the mud plow despair?"

"My day, this is a bit tricky!"

"He thought that Mud Plow's desperate situation was his home? Go in and come out if you want to enter?"

"My day, it seems that no one is responsible for the sale of the holy medicine of Nangong torch healing, and a dead person cannot be held responsible."

"Wrong, I am afraid it is the Lord Nan Wushang who will bear the responsibility!"

Lin Feng's words left many people present stunned, and even more people were talking about it. They put on a posture of watching the show to see how the great heavenly king Nan Wushang ended this matter.

"Lin Feng!"

Suddenly Nan Wushang's throat made an icy sound, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his eyes stared at Lin Feng and said, "Lin Feng, you dare to tease me!"

"Boom!"

As he spoke, his big hand thundered out.

Grabbing Lin Feng's figure directly in the palm of his hand, as if pinching an ant.

"My lord, I really didn't mean it."

Lin Feng still looked at Nan Wushang respectfully and said: "I left after trading with him, and I didn't know that this person was Nan Gongju. You can also read the above. I made a lot of profit this time. But actually I was pitted by Nangong torch."

"Crack!"

Nan Wushang's face was gloomy.

The sound of bones interlaced from his hand, Lin Feng made him feel like a dog chewing a hedgehog, and he couldn't find a place to start.

He can't take someone into the mud plow to catch Lin Feng, right?

Can you wait for Lin Feng to come out of the mud plow despair? What a **** nonsense!

He had never encountered such a depressing, such a harsh thing in his life, and he would definitely bear the final responsibility.

"Nantah, don't worry, I will surely come out of the mud plow desperate situation."

Lin Feng looked at Nan Wushang with a flattering smile and said, "Please rest assured that Nan Wushang is concerned about this matter. I assume all the responsibilities."

"Can you afford it?"

Nan Wushang heard the words and grabbed Lin Feng's figure and shouted, "What are you going to bear? Can you come out of the mud plow despair?"

His hands slammed hard while speaking.

"Crack!"

There was a devastating force from his hand.

This force directly shattered Lin Feng's figure, and Lin Feng's figure was completely turned into ashes and dispersed in the void, and then Nan Wushang disappeared in the air.

The people on the square of the Primordial Mud Plow Hall were going to each other. Many people were gloating on their faces, and many people even talked about it openly.

Huangpu Nanshan breathed a sigh of relief, and then went on patrol.

Mud plow in the depths of the Tianshan Mountains.

A mountain stream is extremely secretive.

Two figures appeared here. These two people were Lin Feng and Zi Yan. Lin Feng's complexion was extremely pale, and a ray of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Feng, are you okay?"

Zi Yan hurriedly looked at Lin Feng and asked.

"It's okay, I am worthy of being a Taoist god. Only a very weak soul imprint is left in this avatar of mine, but he uses this as a medium to disperse my soul." Lin Feng looked at Void Dao with lingering fear.

"Who makes you greedy for cheap."

Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng with beautiful eyes upon hearing the words and said, "How many injuries?"

"Cultivate for a few hours."

Lin Feng nodded when he heard the words: "After my injury is healed, can I rush to the mud plow desperate situation!"

"By the way, Nangongju is sinister and cunning, is there any problem with his blood?" Zi Yan looked at Lin Feng and said, "You have to guard against this."

"This should be fine."

Lin Feng held his hand and stood up: "Even if there are other poisons hidden in secret, they will be absorbed by the Ten Thousand Paths of Bloodweed, and it is more beneficial to the Ten Thousand Paths of Bloodweed.

"No wonder you spent so much money!"

Zi Yan couldn't help but ask with joy: "How many plants can ripen this time?"

"I don't know." Lin Feng said conservatively after hearing the words: "Judging from the degree of growth of these ten thousand blood plants, at least 30 plants can mature."