call.

After closing his eyes and concentrating for about half an hour, most of the consumed spiritual consciousness was finally restored. Lin Feng opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

He rubbed his shoulders. Although he had reached this level of cultivation, he would not feel any physical discomfort even if he sat for several months. However, perhaps due to habit, Lin Feng still felt a little uncomfortable sitting for a long time.

"It's time to go out for a walk... Well, now is an extraordinary period, so I won't take Qianqian with me for now."

Lin Feng thought for a while, and finally put on a disguise and pushed out the door.

In the corridor, Lin Feng used his spiritual sense to observe Qianqian, but accidentally discovered that Qianqian seemed to be... taking a bath?

The hazy mist with aura covers Qianqian's graceful and graceful body. The looming hazy feeling is the most exciting.

"Can't watch, can't watch!"

Lin Feng suddenly withdrew his spiritual consciousness, lowered his head and kept chanting silently.

However, the heat in his heart forced Lin Feng to leave the place of right and wrong quickly.

What Lin Feng didn't know was that although his spiritual consciousness was very powerful and it was almost impossible to detect him with Qianqian's strength, he retreated too hastily and Qianqian still caught a trace of him.

Qianqian, who was bathing in the spiritual energy spring, froze up and took a long time to recover.

The pretty face hidden by the mist has become shy.

"Brother Lin... probably has no other intentions, but has he seen it?"

Qianqian's heart was in turmoil.

Qianqian is a demon. In terms of emotions, the emotions of demons are far less complex and delicate than those of humans, but they are very wild. In other words, they are simple and crude.

Most human women admire powerful people, and the demon tribe is no exception, and the demon tribe's way of expression is more direct.

Qianqian is a relatively reserved one among the demon clan. If it had been any other ordinary demon clan, she would have already expressed her love for Lin Feng.

Although Lin Feng's cultivation level was not high, Qianqian always felt that Lin Feng exuded a dangerous aura.

This comes from the keen perception of his demon saint.

Qianqian even felt that if he and Lin Feng had a life-and-death confrontation, he would definitely die in the end.

Lin Feng, apart from not showing off his own strength, showed master-level skills in weapon refining, alchemy, formations, and cooking skills. Qianqian had never seen such a level of professional skills before.

In her opinion, Lin Feng was almost perfect in other aspects, except for his own shortcomings.

Therefore, in Qianqian's heart, her favorability towards Lin Feng is also increasing day by day.

So after becoming aware of Lin Feng's spiritual exploration, Qian Qian didn't even feel the slightest bit angry. Instead, she felt an inexplicable and strange feeling.

Qianqian lowered her head and gently traced her fair skin with her fingertips. The soft curves made her lips rise slightly.

…

Lin Feng walked on the street with a different look. It took a full quarter of an hour for Lin Feng to feel that the fire in his heart was gradually extinguished.

"What a goblin. This can't go on like this. How about bringing Qianqian into the divine water space to keep company with her sisters?"

Lin Feng had this thought in his mind.

But as soon as his thoughts changed, Lin Feng shook his head: "This doesn't seem to be good, hey... what should I do?"

Lin Feng was feeling troubled by this, but suddenly he heard monks discussing on the street, and the content of the discussion was about the white-bearded old ghost.

"Old ghost with white beard?"

Lin Feng's heart moved.

After arriving in Xihua City, there were not many monks who had real contact with him. This white-bearded old ghost happened to be one of them, and he was also the one with the best senses.

Hearing that something happened to the white-bearded old ghost, Lin Feng hesitated for a moment, but was ready to step forward and ask.

"Fellow Taoists, what you were talking about before was an old man with a white beard and a somewhat wretched smile, an old ghost with a white beard?"

The monks who were chatting turned around when they heard this. When they discovered that Lin Feng was a monk in the middle stage of becoming a god, their original impatience was somewhat restrained. In Xihua City, monks in the stage of becoming a god are still relatively strong.

"Yes, that's him, but he won't be alive for long. Tomorrow at noon, this white-bearded old ghost will be executed by the Weihai Gang. It's a pity for his cultivation. In fact, the white-bearded old ghost treats his friends very well, but

In a critical moment, no monk is willing to stand up for the white-bearded old man."

A spiritual transformation monk who looked like a middle-aged man sighed and said.

"Weihai Gang? Why did the Weihai Gang arrest the white-bearded old man?"

Lin Feng frowned slightly and asked.

"Hey, isn't it because of that Lin Dasheng? You don't know, right? It is said that this Lin Dasheng offended Situ Shaofeng, the young gang leader of the Weihai Gang. Situ Shaofeng couldn't catch Lin Dasheng and was in a bad mood. It happened that at this time, Bai Xu

The old ghost ran into the mouth of the fire."

Another monk spread his hands and said: "It turns out that Situ Shaofeng seemed to have recognized the white-bearded old ghost. The white-bearded old ghost seemed to have spoken to Lin Dasheng, so Situ Shaofeng felt that he was related to Lin Dasheng."

"Then the white-bearded old ghost will be caught and executed?"

Lin Feng's brows had furrowed into a frown, and his voice gradually became colder.

The behavior of the Weihai Gang has exceeded Lin Feng's imagination.

Just because of one sentence, do you conclude that you have a good relationship with yourself?

What kind of bullshit logic is this.

Lin Feng was so angry that he wanted to scold his mother.

"Hey, who doesn't know that the Weihai Gang is powerful now, and there is no second force in Xihua City that can check and balance them, so no matter what the Weihai Gang does in the city, it won't be a surprise."

The monk sighed.

"Three days later...how many days has it been now?"

Lin Feng seemed to have thought of something and asked quickly.

"Today is the last day, and you will be executed tomorrow. By the way, dear friend, are you also friends with the white-bearded old ghost? You look very anxious?"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes when he heard this.

He and the white-bearded old ghost have only known each other for less than two hours, and they only eat, drink, and chat about beautiful women. Can they be considered friends?

But no matter what, the white-bearded old ghost was implicated for his own sake. With Lin Feng's temper, he would never let this matter go unchecked!

"Tomorrow? Where is the location?"

Lin Feng asked again.

"In the center of Xihua City, on the square in front of the auction house, fellow Taoist, if you ask this, are you trying to save the white-bearded old ghost? I advise you to give up this idea quickly.

, Situ Shaofeng is just using the white-bearded old ghost to lure out the Great Sage Lin. Unless the Great Sage Lin is too timid to go, if you take the blame, the Weihai Gang will definitely lay a dragnet around it."

A monk who had seen this matter very thoroughly said.

"That's right, fellow Taoist, it's enough to have this kind of heart. Don't go up there and die. None of the old ghost's friends and the like would dare to come forward when they see the old ghost with white beard getting into trouble. But speaking of it, they

This seems to be the right thing to do. Fighting against the Weihai Gang is tantamount to mantis trying to control the chariot."
Chapter completed!