"The stone cursed by God?"

"Haha. It's a bit interesting!"

Lin Feng whispered to himself.

It has to be said that the Stone of Death aroused his interest.

Among the heavens and all realms, there is a clan named Black Witch, who is a descendant of the ancient witch clan. He practices the art of cursing, which is very strange and terrifying.

In ancient times, there was a genius boy from the Black Witch clan named Black Flag who walked with his beloved woman and traveled around the world. When he passed through a big world, a lord's son fell in love with a woman and robbed her. The woman could not bear the humiliation and died of self-destruction.

In order to avenge the beloved woman, the genius boy Black Flag devoted himself to practicing for thousands of years. The art of curses was perfected. The most vicious curse in the world was set in this territory. This territory became a place of curses, and all living beings died of ominousness and strangeness. No grass has grown for billions of years. This is the twelfth land of all heavens and worlds.

"Mr. Lin thought what should we do now?" asked Mr. Wei San.

"Stop moving, wait and see if it changes!"

Lin Feng glanced at Master Wei San and spit out eight words lightly. He wanted to see the so-called stone of death.

But he was not in a hurry, because he had a vague feeling that it would be not that simple to open this stone gate.

Now that someone is the leader, he is naturally too lazy to take time as cannon fodder.

The ruins of Tianlang are filled with mystery and extraordinaryness, so Lin Feng will naturally not miss it.

And now those people on Wolf Mountain will become competitors, the more they die, the better—

Of course, Lin Feng would not take these people seriously.

After Lin Feng left, a mighty man walked out of the office with a majestic figure and an extraordinary spirit that could not be concealed between his eyebrows. He looked like he was not an ordinary person at first glance.

Master Wei San quickly stood up and said respectfully: "What does Master Han think of this boy?"

This mighty man who even Master Wei San was honored to call Master Han sat on the sofa, took a sip of red wine, pondered for a moment, and then slowly spit out five words:

"This guy is not simple!"

Upon hearing this, Master Wei's face changed slightly, and he showed a look of surprise.

You know, the man in front of him has a very extraordinary identity, with the ability to swallow the sky and be unpredictable by gods and ghosts. Looking at the whole world, there are fewer people who can catch his eye with him. He can be said to be arrogant and arrogant in the world. Who can compete with him?

But now, it is really shocking to have such a high evaluation of a young man.

Mr. Han said again: "At first glance, this boy doesn't look like hell, but the temperament that is invisible is unpredictable. At a young age, he has such a calmness, calmness, indifference and determination that is not comparable to ordinary people!"

As he was talking, Mr. Han frowned and said in a deep voice:

"For some reason, from then on, I felt a faint sense of oppression - how to say it? It's like the king at the top of the food chain looking down at the ant!"

"This feeling-I don't like it!"

Speaking of the last sentence, Mr. Han's tone became gloomy, his fingers were slightly pressed, and with a click, the wine glass shattered all over the floor.

"Mr. Han means—" Mr. Wei San asked.

"No." Mr. Han shook his head and said coldly: "This child cannot move for the time being-"

"Because he is me-the son of an old friend!"

When he said this, Mr. Han's eyes became colder, like a poisonous snake.

"The son of an old friend?"

Wei San was slightly stunned, with a look of confusion in his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim:

"Is it that person-"

"Haha. That's right!" A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Mr. Han's mouth, which made people feel angry, and said, "In the world, the only person who is qualified to make me think about is the only one!"

"Master Han, he, he is actually that person's son?"

Wei San's voice was trembling, revealing a hint of fear.

Mr. Han nodded slightly, his eyes were thoughtful, and he pondered: "For some reason, I have a vague feeling that to obtain things in the Tianlang Ruins, I have to rely on this son--"

"Master Han, I know what to do!" Wei Sandao.

"Haha. It's time to meet again!" Mr. Han pursed a smile on his lips and said softly.

——

at the same time!

Tianhai shantytown, a folk house.

A stone table with autumn tea that had just been transported from Qiantang was placed on it, and the fragrance was tempting.

Two men sat at the table.

A middle-aged man in a suit and ties had a superior look in his eyebrows, while opposite him was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard.

The two of them sat together, and they looked very strange no matter how they looked?

"Master, this is the young master's recent situation!"

Zhou Zhongxuan respectfully handed a stack of information to the unshaven middle-aged uncle.

When the middle-aged uncle took it over and frowned, his brows changed, and his whole temperament changed, with a kind of intimidating majesty.

The further he looked, the more complicated the middle-aged uncle looked. When he saw the Tianhai branch of the brothel overnight, a rich shock and disbelief appeared in his eyes, and he exclaimed in trembling voice:

"This, is all this done by Feng'er?"

That's right, the middle-aged uncle is Lin Feng's father, the man who is addicted to alcoholism - Lin Aotian.

With Lin Aotian's nature, few people in the world can make him lose his composure so much, even the five great masters cannot.

"Yes, the events recorded above are all done by the young master!"

Zhou Zhongxuan smiled bitterly. When he saw this information, his reaction was the same as the owner, and even exaggerated. His chin almost fell to the ground, and he couldn't believe it.

However, both of them had the same question in their hearts. When did Feng'er (Young Master) become so powerful?

Lin Aotian frowned and remained silent.

Zhou Zhongxuan sat aside without saying anything.

For a moment, the courtyard was as quiet as a cemetery.

After a while, Lin Aotian sighed: "Oh, I wanted him to be an ordinary person and live his life safely, but I didn't expect that he would still walk on this road!"

"How can the son of dragons be mediocre all their lives? It's just a matter of time before the dragon emerges from the abyss and soars into the sky."

Zhou Zhongxuan said excitedly, "Don't worry, master, even if we fight for our lives, we will protect the young master."

"I have always understood your thoughts, but-ah."

Lin Aotian sighed deeply, his eyes filled with a strong sense of sadness.

He promised his wife that he would be an ordinary person and not be able to follow this path.

Because this road is too difficult, and the enemies you have to face are unprecedentedly powerful and almost invincible.

Taking this path means - nine out of ten deaths.

"Master, it's been twenty years! Are you willing to be separated from your mistress by this place? You have to bear to let the young master not meet your mistress until he dies?"

Zhou Zhongxuan shouted in tears in his eyes.

"At that time, the master gave up the only chance to take his mistress away for the sake of us old brothers. This is not your fault. If you want to blame, we are too unscrupulous and weak. Facing that strong, domineering, cruel and cold-blooded place, we have no power to fight back and become a burden to our master."

"But now, after twenty years of development, even if we cannot compete with that place head-on, we still have the strength to compete—"

"Zhongxuan, enough!"

Lin Aotian interrupted Zhou Zhongxuan's words, looked sad, and sighed: "Things back then were not that simple!"

"Even if I take Aning away, with the style of doing things in that place, even the ends of the world, I will find us. After all, I will inevitably fight and cannot change anything!"

Lin Aotian sighed, and a hint of sadness rose in his eyes.

When Zhou Zhongxuan mentioned that place, strong hostility appeared in his eyes and said, "Master, although that place is strong, it is not unshakable-"

"We old brothers have always been holding our hearts in our hearts. We hope that one day our master will take us to that place, step through their doors, and welcome the mistress back-"

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